Chapter 213

Under the gaze of everyone, Yang Chen sat in the position of the nouveau riche, which happened to be opposite Qin Dayong.

In order to better hide the identity of the customer, the masks in the City of Kings all have their own voice changing effects, and Yang Chen has a mask on his face, which Qin Dayong can't recognize at all.

Several other poker players at the same table were very excited, and the masked ones here were all good money-losers, and in their opinion, they were mobile ATMs.

Yang Chen really didn't disappoint them, took out a black gold card, handed it to a waiter beside him, and ordered: "Give me 10 million chips!" ”

Hearing Yang Chen's words, and then looking at the black gold card he handed out, the players at the same table were very excited.

Although Qin Dayong didn't know what the black gold card represented, he heard the ten million in Yang Chen's mouth, and his breath suddenly became short.

Soon, the waiter came over with a tray full of chips and respectfully placed the chips in front of Yang Chen.

The movement here quickly attracted a large group of onlookers, and for a while, the table was full of people.

"This little brother, how are you going to play?"

A pot-bellied poker player at the same table looked at Yang Chen with a smile and asked.

Yang Chen smiled faintly: "I will only play the size comparison, if I want, I will stay, and if I don't want to, I will leave." ”

The onlookers were all excited, and it sounded boring compared to the size, but the speed of each game was fast, and it was much more exciting to play than those studs or something.

The players at the same table looked at each other, and then nodded in agreement, and everyone left.

Yang Chen didn't care either, and smiled: "Then start?" ”

"Okay, let's get started!"

The dealer began to shuffle and deal the cards, one for each of the five people at a table.

Yang Chen never looked at the cards, waiting for others to look at the cards.

"A thousand!"

"I'm with a thousand!"

"Two thousand!"

"With two thousand!"

Soon, the four people, including Qin Dayong, all bet, and only Yang Chen remained.

Yang Chen casually threw a large handful of chips: "One million!" ”

When his words fell, everyone was shocked, if it weren't for the large amount of chips that Yang Chen threw on the table, the players at the same table would even wonder if they had heard it wrong.

Those who can come here to play, although they are not short of money, do not bring such plays.

The rule of the ratio is that the dealer bets first, and the others can fold or call, but each call must be greater than or equal to the previous person's bet amount, and if someone wants to open, they must bet twice the amount of the previous person's bet.

That is, Yang Chen bets one million, and the others either fold or bet two million to open.

The players who were excited just now were all dumbfounded at this time.

It's not that they don't have two million, but what if Yang Chen keeps playing like this?

Only Qin Dayong, his eyes were red, his breathing became short, and his eyes flashed with a scorching light.

Except for Qin Dayong, the other three people's faces were a little unnatural, they couldn't get up or down with the cards, and if they wanted to win, they basically had no hope.

"I fold!"

"I fold too!"

"I fold too!"

The other three folded one after another, leaving only Yang Chen and Qin Dayong.

"I'm with a million!"

Qin Dayong looked at the K of spades in his hand, and threw out a million chips without hesitation, his hands were trembling, he had gambled for so long, and it was the first time he had played so big, the key was that his cards were still very good.