He’s Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected! - Chapter 309
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Chapter 309: 【309】Gone crazy, this must be crazy_1
“Are you still in or not? If you’re too scared to follow, just fold.”
Tang Feng saw Fan Ziqiu’s hesitation and immediately taunted him with his words.
Fan Ziqiu looked up at him, a cold laugh escaping his lips.
He still had his hole cards, yet in his own hand was a straight flush – an absolute winning hand. What was there to fear?
He planned to temporarily use Mr. Qin’s money, reimbursing it later. Surely, no one would notice.
Clearing up these thoughts, he regained his composure and leaned back in his chair comfortably, “I’ll call with two million more.”
A deep fear took hold of everyone in the room.
The stakes these two were playing at were simply enormous, tossing around two million like it was nothing, without even batting an eyelid.
“Shh, shh, shh…”
All eyes refocused on Tang Feng, eager to see how he would respond.
Tang Feng stared at Fan Ziqiu, not saying a word for a long while, as if pondering something.
“What are you looking at? Keep going,” Fan Ziqiu said with a smug look.
“You’ve just been shouting about it, what if you default on the payment in the end?” Tang Feng suddenly asked.
Fan Ziqiu burst into hearty laughter, “What kind of person am I, Fan Ziqiu? They all know my character well. How could I possibly default on a payment?”
The crowd nodded, vouching for Fan Ziqiu’s character.
But Tang Feng wasn’t appeased, “They may trust you, but that’s their business. I don’t know you, why should I trust you?”
Fan Ziqiu’s smile faded, “Then what do you propose?”
“First, transfer ten million to Mr. Zhang’s account as a security deposit, then we can continue the game,” Tang Feng pointed to Zhang Fuchun sitting beside him.
Zhang Fuchun was suddenly panicked; he had been avoiding trouble only to find himself dragged into it again.
Fan Ziqiu frowned, “Is that really necessary?”
“Of course, it’s necessary. I have my car and watch as collateral, but you, you just have your word. How can I believe you?” Tang Feng insisted.
After hesitating for a while, Fan Ziqiu finally nodded in agreement, “Alright, I agree.”
After saying that, he took out his phone and performed a series of operations.
Soon, ten million was transferred to Zhang Fuchun’s account.
Zhang Fuchun felt the ten million was hot to touch but dared not voice an objection to Tang Feng’s decision.
Seeing this, Tang Feng’s lips curled with an imperceptible smile.
“Now you’re out of excuses, right? Keep following,” Fan Ziqiu assumed Tang Feng was probably scared and simply looking for a reason to complicate things.
Now that he had paid a ten-million security deposit as per his request, he wondered what other excuses he might have.
Indeed, Tang Feng’s face showed panic, “Let… let me check my cards.”
Saying so, he picked up the three community cards from the table, his hands trembling slightly.
Fan Ziqiu watched him intently, capturing every minute expression.
When Tang Feng saw the three cards, his eyes clearly flashed with fear and a touch of despair.
After looking, he set the cards back down on the table without speaking for quite some time.
Fan Ziqiu wasn’t in a hurry, had someone fetch him a bottle of mineral water, and drank leisurely.
He felt a wave of satisfaction in his heart, judging from Tang Feng’s expression, his hand was probably not good.
This round, he was sure to win.
Tang Feng was silent for a long while before he finally spoke slowly, “Mr. Fan… Can we negotiate? I’ll give you one million to settle this round.”
Everyone present was suddenly in an uproar.
Was he conceding?
Fan Ziqiu’s face showed a mocking smile, “One million? How could that be possible? You’ve already bet three million. You want to concede, fine, but put out the three million first.”
Tang Feng’s face turned a deep red, he glared at him fiercely, “Don’t push me.”
Fan Ziqiu’s smile disappeared instantly, “You must be joking. Did I force you to bet that much?”
“There are no kin in a betting house – since you bet willingly, there’s no reason to back out now. If you can’t understand such simple rules, why play at all?”
Grinding his teeth, Tang Feng was fixed on him, “Fine, let’s grind this out to the end then, let’s see who chickens out first.”
Having said that, he unfastened his watch and slapped it down on the table, “Five million!”
“Ah…”
As soon as these words were uttered, a gasp rose from those watching.
They thought Tang Feng was already losing courage and that he was about to give up.
They hadn’t expected that being cornered would cause him to lose his senses.
This was five million at stake!
“He’s gone crazy, he must have gone crazy…”
The crowd felt waves of excitement; such reckless gambling was indeed rare to witness.
Even Fan Ziqiu was caught off guard by Tang Feng, it took a moment for him to react, “Are you sure? You really want to bet five million?”
Tang Feng’s face held an angry smile, “I’m out of everything except money. I’m ready to fight this out with you today.”
Now all the pressure was back on Fan Ziqiu.
If the cards in his hand were a bit lower, say just a pair, he might have conceded outright.
But he held a straight flush, too good a hand to fold; it would be a great pity to let it go.
Yet to continue, he would have to bet five million.
He had never played a hand as high as this; the pressure was unimaginable.
Tang Feng wasn’t in a hurry either, he crossed his legs and leaned against the back of his chair, nonchalantly whistling.
Fan Ziqiu stared at him for a long time and increasingly felt his ease was just a pretense – probably panicking inside already.
“Can I take a look at your watch first? I need to confirm it’s real.”
He suddenly pointed at the Vacheron Constantin on the table.
“I thought you were an upright person, but it seems you also have the mind of a petty person.”
“Go ahead, real gold is not afraid of the test of fire,” Tang Feng taunted, pushing the watch over.
Fan Ziqiu picked up the watch, turning it over a few times in his hand.
Though he couldn’t afford such an expensive watch, he still had the expertise.
It was instantly noticeable whether it was genuine or a replica upon handling it.
The Vacheron Constantin of Tang Feng’s was evidently the real deal.
He nodded slightly, then pushed the watch back, “Five million, right? Okay, I’m in.”
As these words came out, everyone present felt a tingling on their scalp.
Insanity, this gamble was pure insanity.
Just on Fan Ziqiu’s side, he had already bet ten million.
Watching this, their hearts nearly skipped a beat.