frightfiction Chapter 1365 Is this Korean guy an idiot?
Chapter 1365 Is this Korean guy an idiot?
Chen Jinquan sat there with an air of superiority, and snorted through his nose.
"They don't even know the owners of Sands International and Yongle Palace, yet they dare to sit here? They're incredibly audacious."
Li Chengxu looked at He Xin in surprise.
"You, you, you're actually the owner of this place?"
He Xin ignored him, took two steps back, and sat down behind Da Bao with Ye Han and the others, while Xiao Dao stood beside Da Bao with his hands at his sides.
"I am proud," said Han Yu Liangchen.
“Our Yamaguchi-gumi will put up 100 million chips and 3 billion yen. If your casino loses, you will have to hand over 30% of the shares of Sands International and Yongle Palace, as well as all your lending business.”
Da Bao nodded with a cold smile and beckoned with his finger.
"Those damn Japanese devils, they've got quite an appetite."
He Xin waved his hand, and two accountants quickly walked in. He Xin whispered a few words to them.
The accountant glanced at Han Yuliangchen with disdain and said slowly.
"Please produce the check, and we'll exchange it for chips for you."
With a wave of his hand, Han Yuliangchen, a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi sitting behind him, took out two checks and handed them to the accountant. Two accountants sat down next to him, checked the signatures, made a phone call to verify, and then nodded to He Xin.
He Xin clapped his hands, and a waiter came in carrying a tray and placed it in front of Han Yu Liangchen.
He Xin then turned to Naichai, who rolled his eyes, clapped his hands, and a man in a Zhongshan suit stood up. He walked out and returned a moment later carrying two leather suitcases.
He placed the suitcase on the gambling table, then opened it and gestured with his hand.
"Ten national treasures, and this is a check for one hundred million Hong Kong dollars. Please inspect it. Our requirements are the same as those of the Yamaguchi-gumi."
He Xin waved his hand, and two antique experts quickly walked in to examine the contents of the box.
Little did he know that Da Bao had already seen it with his mind. In his heart, he was drooling and kept calling out.
"A Northern Song Dynasty Ru ware celadon narcissus basin? A jade cabbage? A Northern Song Dynasty Ru ware lotus bowl? Holy crap, holy crap, Huang Gongwang's Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains? Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy? Tang Bohu's beauty? It's worth it, I'd pay any price for this."
The two antique experts were practically drooling; everything here was priceless. They kept nodding at He Xin.
He Xin waved his hand, and a waiter came in and placed the chip tray in front of Nai Cai.
Three men in Zhongshan suits whispered to each other.
"We must win, otherwise going back will only mean certain death."
"This is a strategic intention that must be accomplished, making Haojiang the front line of the confrontation."
"Don't worry, I've already arranged for people, South Asian mercenaries. If we can't win, we'll kill everyone here."
Da Bao's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. South Asian mercenaries have no national boundaries; whoever pays them is the boss. As long as they are paid, they will kill their own parents without hesitation. He never expected that the Taiwanese people would go to such lengths to bring South Asians into the fold.
Da Bao's fingers twitched. Ye Han leaned closer, and Da Bao whispered a few words of advice. Ye Han nodded, got up, and left. At the door, he ran into Guo Yingnan, who was with several hall masters and Chen Changshan.
Ye Han whispered a few words to Guo Yingnan, whose expression also became serious. He asked Chen Changsheng to take the hall master inside first, and then he and Ye Han left in a hurry.
As for Chen Jinquan, he took out a check, exactly one hundred million Hong Kong dollars. The waiter brought over two plates of chips and placed them in front of Chen Jinquan and Li Chengxu respectively.
Seeing the grand scale of the scene, Lee Seung-wook couldn't help but drop his nonchalant demeanor. The Korean might be good at putting on airs, but he wasn't stupid. He could tell that everyone here wanted to crush him like a bug.
For the sake of Grandpa Li's life, he put on his wooden clogs, straightened his pink suit, and sat down solemnly. However, he showed no awareness that he already owed someone 92 million before the gambling game even started. This is the nature of Koreans: to appropriately forget things that are not good for them.
The dealer explained the rules of the game with a blank expression, and then said...
"The playing cards here are specially made. Each hand of cards is used only once and will be destroyed immediately afterward. If no one has any objections, then our game will officially begin."
The dealer opened and closed the playing cards, shuffled them twice, and then gestured with her hand.
"Please cut the cards, Mr. Hanyu."
Han Yuliang smiled and shook his head. The dealers continued to ask questions one by one. Only Chen Jinquan cut the cards once. Li Chengxu also put away his usual demeanor and cut three cards at the end.
When it was Da Bao's turn, he waved his finger, and the game began. Xiao Dao took out a special cigarette, handed one to Da Bao, lit it, and Da Bao took a puff. The aroma was wonderfully fragrant.
Lee Seung-wook and Da Bao sat close together, and he said with a shameless grin.
"Young man, what's your name? Your cigarette smells so good, could I have one?"
Da Bao glanced at his uncle and said, "It's you, not Li." He moved his fingers, and Xiao Dao threw the cigarette in front of Li Chengxu. Li Chengxu's eyes widened, but when he saw Xiao Dao's cold gaze, he couldn't help but shiver.
He quickly picked up a cigarette, lit one, and the waiter behind him quickly took out a lighter to light it for him. Li Chengxu took a deep drag of the cigarette and felt a cool sensation running down his nose and into his internal organs. He felt instantly refreshed, so he shamelessly put the cigarette in his pocket.
Da Bao couldn't help but smile; the Koreans always do this kind of self-deceiving thing.
Two cards were dealt, one face up and one face down. If it were like in the movies and TV shows, Da Bao should have kept a low profile and dealt a heavy blow to the Japanese and Nai Cai at the crucial moment. But Da Bao was different. If he wanted to win, he would win from beginning to end and win happily.
Ryoshin Hanba's hole card was a King, and there was also a King on the table. He would never fold with such a hand, so he casually threw in a million chips.
One million.
Nai Chai's white eyelids didn't move. He picked up the bottom card with both hands, but unexpectedly, the one looking at the card was the long python. The whole place was in an uproar. The long python touched Nai Chai's cheek and hissed a few times.
Nai Cai nodded silently, meaning he understood.
He covered his cards. The Japanese player had two Kings, Chen Jinquan had an Ace of Diamonds and a Queen of Diamonds, and he only had an Eight and a Nine. Let's see who wins first.
Chen Jinquan placed a bet of one million, but did not raise it.
Lee Seung-wook is a Jackie Chan (or Jackie Chan), so of course he followed him.
Da Bao had a two of hearts on his face. Without even looking at his hole card, he threw in a million, then handed the cigarette butt to Xiao Dao, and then threw in two more large chips.
"Hmm, playing cards is so tedious, twenty million."