Apart from Draco, the other four immediately bent down and carefully examined their cards, picking up the corners of their cards.
As for Draco, he remained seated motionless in his chair, just like in the previous game, seemingly not planning to look at his hole cards.
"Not going to look again?" This thought simultaneously arose in the minds of the other four. If not looking at the cards in the first round was arrogant, then...
So the second game can only mean that this is simply his way of playing, a way of playing that they can't understand.
The four people were stunned once again.
The slight confidence that arose from a decent starting hand crumbled again in the face of Draco's composure.
It feels like you're fully armed, but your opponent doesn't care what weapons you have and is just bare-handed, yet you still feel inexplicably panicked.
"Everyone, you can place your bets now," the dealer announced loudly.
"3,000." The old gentleman chose a relatively conservative opening bet, both to test the waters and to stabilize the pace.
The middle-aged man simply pushed out three thousand chips silently.
"Fine." The rich young master curled his lip.
The wealthy lady also chose to call!
"Your betting is far too stingy. Such petty behavior is really meaningless," Draco said with a hint of sarcasm. Then he went straight to the point:
"Add 93,000."
Ginger's heart pounded again, and this time she didn't hesitate at all, pushing her chip into the center of the pot.
They still didn't even look at their cards.
It was still that extremely flat tone.
The pressure in this game was even more terrifying than in the last one, because in the last game it was only 50,000, but this time it was almost 100,000.
The silver-haired old gentleman held his Aces and Jacks, wondering whether to call... or face another crazy player who wouldn't even look at his cards and throw up 93,000? But this was the second round already; two rounds in a row he'd been scared off by the same person using the same tactic of not looking at his cards. His old face...
Middle-aged men can only observe other people's reactions.
The young master felt like the cards in his hand were a hot potato. 93,000 in one round. He was rich, but he wasn't going to throw them away like that.
The wealthy woman's K and 8 also put her in a dilemma.
The group looked at each other, completely uncertain about what to expect.
Draco won the last round without looking at his cards, and this time he raised the stakes again without looking at his cards. No one could figure out his hole cards, fearing it was another ruthless bluff. After much hesitation, they all folded, making it the first round of folds.
The public signs haven't been played yet!
Draco easily won again.
The dealer quickened his pace in collecting and shuffling the cards, swiftly finishing everything and beginning to deal a new round of hole cards.
In the third round, when the cards were dealt, Draco still didn't look at them.
But this time, after the humiliating crushing defeats in the first two rounds, the four seemed to have undergone some subtle changes in their mentality.
Unlike in the previous two rounds, they were no longer easily intimidated by the act of not looking at their cards and hastily choosing to fold.
That's so frustrating! They're seasoned gamblers!
How could we let a guy who doesn't even look at his cards scare us away three times in such a shameless way?
They exchanged a glance, and both saw the determination in each other's eyes. This was a game they absolutely could not back down from!
Standing to Draco's side and slightly behind, Ginger keenly noticed the change in the four men's expressions. Her heart tightened slightly, and her palms began to sweat. This round was likely to turn into a major fight!
After the dealer signaled for betting to begin, the old gentleman, no longer holding back, immediately pushed out his chips. "Fifteen thousand."
"Add another 25,000!" The middle-aged man intensified his attack!
"I bet 25,000." The young master's frustration dissipated.
"Call!" The lady also broke with her usual behavior.
Four strong bets have caused the pot to swell!
The atmosphere suddenly became tense!
All eyes were once again focused on Draco.
Let's see how he handles this. Will he scare everyone away with an exaggerated raise like he did in the first two rounds?
And that's exactly what happened.
"Raise, 100,000." Draco continued without looking at his cards.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ginger neatly pushed his chips into the pot.
This time, all four had cold, grim faces and resolute eyes. None of them folded, determined to fight Draco to the bitter end.
Upon seeing this, the dealer issues three community cards:
The suits are King of Diamonds, Queen of Spades, and 9 of Clubs.
As soon as the cards were revealed, the expressions of the four people at the table changed, and they were all quickly calculating their chances of winning.
Seeing the King of Diamonds on the community cards, the old gentleman felt reassured and pushed forward his chips. "Call, 100,000."
The middle-aged man didn't hesitate and immediately followed suit.
Feeling that the chances of winning were really slim, the young master waved his hand dejectedly:
I fold.
To everyone's surprise, the young master was the first to fold.
"I'll fold too," the noblewoman said helplessly.
Let these few people play.
At the poker table, only the old gentleman and the middle-aged man remain, still engaged in the final showdown with Draco.
"Call back, 100,000."
Draco spoke, Ginger threw in another 100,000 chips.
Three-player game
The pool was so huge it was breathtaking!
The dealer continues dealing cards, turning over the fourth community card.
Turn: 9 of Spades
The public signboard on the desktop has been updated to:
King of Diamonds, Queen of Spades, 9 of Clubs, 9 of Spades.
A pair of 9s appeared on the card!
This has introduced new variables into the situation.
The old gentleman had three Kings, now it's a full house.
If he gets another King, he can form a set of four, but he also needs to be wary of the possibility of four sets of nines.
Because there was still a chance to turn things around, the old gentleman decided to seize the last opportunity, gritted his teeth, and resolutely put down his chips:
"Call 100,000!"
The middle-aged man was overjoyed, "I'll add another two hundred thousand!"
The old gentleman's face instantly turned grim. He figured the middle-aged man probably had four 9s, but the die was cast, so he could only pin his hopes on the last river card.
If he can pull off a K and turn the tide, he'll win!
My heart was in turmoil, but I could only pretend to be calm.
The eliminated young master and lady stared at the card table, paying attention to the game's progress while also frequently glancing at Draco.
I wanted to glean some clue from his face, to see if he was truly confident of victory or just putting on a brave face. After all, Draco hadn't seen his cards from beginning to end, which was incredibly strange!
"Call 200,000." Draco didn't hesitate, because through his X-Ray Vision, he could already see his hole cards and the last river card clearly, and he was certain he would win.
"Sir, you don't have enough chips for 200,000. After calling 100,000, you only have about 100,000 left," Ginger reminded him.
"I don't have enough chips, two hundred thousand. Can I add more if I lose?" Draco asked, looking at the old gentleman and the middle-aged man.
The room fell silent for a moment after these words were spoken.
"No way! Casino rules state that bets must be paid in full on the spot. If you don't have the money to bet, you have to fold and lose. There's no such thing as paying out chips later!" the middle-aged man said sternly.
Are you kidding me? That's hundreds of thousands!