Yang Jian, who had been wandering around the entertainment city, came to a table and stopped.
Several patrons were sitting around it playing cards, and the stakes were high.
A middle-aged man in a suit, around forty, was losing badly. In a foul mood, he took a gulp of liquor, loosened his tie, looked at the point chips in front of him, gritted his teeth, and shoved them all in.
The other patrons playing with him were not having much luck either. They had won little and lost much, but seeing the man go all in, they could not help glancing over. Still, they kept their composure and did not join him in going crazy.
"Deal," the man in the suit said.
The dealer said nothing, merely made a gesture before dealing the cards.
Yang Jian took a look and said calmly, "You're guaranteed to lose this hand. With a bet that big, how could the house possibly let you win?"
Hearing the voice, the man in the suit immediately looked toward Yang Jian. He frowned, clearly displeased.
The dealer immediately said, "Sir, please do not cause trouble here. Otherwise, I will have security escort you out at once. The reputation of our entertainment city is guaranteed."
Yang Jian said expressionlessly, "Reputation? You cheated right in front of them, and you still have the nerve to talk about reputation? You still have several cards left to deal. Go on, deal them. I guarantee the other two hands will win, while only this hand will lose. And you dealt yourself seven points and him five."
The dealer's hand stiffened slightly.
But security guards were already heading over.
Yang Jian glanced at them, and the security guards surrounding the area immediately turned and headed elsewhere.
"What, you don't dare deal anymore?"
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