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In the following few rounds, he was basically coasting along, not caring about winning or losing, just resting his hand on Natasha's black silk-clad long legs, which she obligingly parted widely.

Bethany was picking up the fruit plate, feeding the fruits to the General Sect Leader.

The General Sect Leader had zero interest in the card game, and his hands under the table were never idle.

Then came another round of blinds, and the Central African rich man next to him directly put down a blind bet of $50,000, making everyone else's scalp tingle.

Damn, I think you really don't want to play anymore!

If all eight players don't fold, by the time it's your turn, it could double up to $12.8 million.

Are you that rich? Then what's the point of anyone else playing?

The player next to him, full of resentment, chose not to follow.

When it was Allen Zhang's turn, he glanced at his hole cards and still directly chose to fold.

Great, I've already continuously lost $90,000 in blinds, just tagging along the whole way, I'm even getting full of fruit, and my fingers under the table are blistering.

I want to see when I can actually win!

The Central African rich man next door wasn't surprised either, understanding that the General Sect Leader is a cautious player, "Buddy, being so careful won't win you much money!"

"I only have a capital of $5 million right now, how can I follow?" Allen Zhang chuckled: "Maybe if you bet just ten thousand next time, I might consider following the previous player."

The Central African rich man actually took it into consideration, unassumingly won the round again, as basically everyone else chose to fold. He started the round betting $10,000 directly.

The General Sect Leader was chewing cantaloupe, about to coast along, when suddenly, a voice came through the headset from backstage, "Your hole cards are a pair of Aces, you can bet big on the blinds."

Allen Zhang pondered for a moment, then nonchalantly tossed a stack of chips out without even looking.

The Central African rich man next door turned shades of black and red, questioning his life as he looked at him, "Mr. Jin, what do you mean by this?"

You're not betting big blinds anymore, and you've just thrown down... sixty thousand dollars?

There must be a demon with such abnormal behavior; he hesitated for a moment and decisively chose to call the bet!

Seeing the General Sect Leader putting in effort, others thought there might be a catch and promptly chose to fold. When it was the General Sect Leader's turn to conclude, the previous player turned out to be the same Central African rich man who called a bet of $120,000, and the General Sect Leader naturally followed with $240,000.

The croupier dealt three Public Cards: A, 7, K.

Allen Zhang's expression became inexplicable.

With this, he now directly had three Black Jacks in hand. Based on the previous hands, if nothing unexpected happens, three of a kind should pretty much secure this round.

Is this the power of technology?

Natasha also took the opportunity to stand up and went to the restroom to adjust her skirt. During her return, she also glanced at the rich man's hand and gave a discreet reminder to the General Sect Leader that the other's hole card was a 2, and the other was not clearly seen.

Allen Zhang remained unfazed.

It was the Central African rich man's turn to talk about his small blind, and he bet $100,000.

Allen Zhang directly chose to follow with $200,000.

The croupier dealt the fourth card, which was a 5.

The Central African rich man started to feel conflicted and could only choose to raise another $50,000.

Allen Zhang decisively followed with $100,000.

The croupier dealt the fifth card, which was a K.

Three of a kind with a pair, full house.

Steady.

Allen Zhang chuckled at the Central African rich man who was deep in thought, "Are you going to bet again?"

The Central African rich man hesitated for a moment, then said generously, "Buddy, what's there to be afraid of? I bet $200,000!"

"I'll follow with $400,000."

Allen Zhang nodded and pushed out the chips generously, "Let's reveal our hands. I have a full house."

He revealed the unassumingly powerful hand of AAAKK.

The rich man immediately put on a pained expression, "WTF?"

He glanced at the hand and saw that with the Public Card he had only a pair of 2s and a pair of Ks.

Seriously, you dared to follow that?

Allen Zhang laughingly collected all the chips, and handed two $10,000 chips to the female celebrity beside him.

"Mr. Jin, your luck in that hand was indeed too good!"

"Mr. Jin, keep up the good work!"

They pandered with a wheedling voice.

Natasha wrapped herself up even tighter.

Allen Zhang didn't care about their flattery; after all, the win wasn't due to his own skill, but entirely due to the power of technology and cheating.

But then again, who doesn't cheat to win money? Aren't there many cheaters who win by cheating? Winning in casinos also requires cheating, it's just that one is the result of man's hard training, the other is high-tech.

But ultimately, high-tech is more reliable.

A new round began, and the General Sect Leader continued to place the usual bet of ten thousand dollars. The Central African rich man next to him, having been fooled once, also chose to be honest for a change.

But another Central African rich man started to show off again, directly betting a blind bet of $50,000.

Seeing this, the others folded one after another.

Allen Zhang also chose to fold in the second round.

After over a dozen rounds, he lost about another two hundred thousand in chips.

But the General Sect Leader was still playing steadily, losing not too much when he lost and able to break even with a few hundred thousand dollars when he won.

The several guests next to him were not doing well, who knows where they hired those actors from, their own play was abysmal, and their luck was bad too, losing all their chips after dozens of rounds and choosing to exit the scene to find a waitress in the upstairs spa to console themselves.