RNP Chapter 284: Lost everything in one game
Chapter 284: Lost everything in one game
Since everyone is okay with it, let's get started!
They stopped eating and took the elevator down to the casino.
Interestingly, the casino in Las Vegas is closed during the day.
Therefore, the casino is very quiet now.
Caesar made a phone call and summoned his staff.
A high-stakes gamble is about to begin.
This was a simple high-stakes gamble. No one showed their cash; they only brought 1 billion in chips, 500 million each.
We'll settle the score when the time comes, depending on who wins.
Old Mo trusted those two old guys. After all, it was only 500 million; they wouldn't lose the big picture for a small gain.
Of course, these two old guys also believed that Old Mo could come up with the 500 million.
Clark is a young white man in his thirties who is considered a contemporary gambling god in Las Vegas.
Of course, calling him the God of Gamblers is just a title. In Las Vegas, no one dares to claim to be the best gambler.
Otherwise, Caesar and his men wouldn't have needed to look for Old Mercury.
Clearly, Clark had also heard of Old Murdoch. After all, Old Murdoch's story last night was truly astounding.
In the casino lobby, a large oval table is placed in the center.
Old Murdoch and Clark sat at the top of the round table, facing each other.
In the middle, a dealer deals the cards.
This is arguably the fairest bet ever. Neither the casino, nor the dealers or the referees, are likely to favor anyone.
Who can win depends on their own ability.
Old Mo sat there lazily, and Ye Zimei found a stool and sat down next to him.
Meanwhile, Caesar, Ferramy, and a dozen or so other people, all skilled gamblers, sat watching from a short distance away.
"Mr. Chen, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Clark looked at Old Mo and said with a smile.
Old Mo chuckled and said, "You're certainly happy now, but you won't be happy if you lose. So, what are you betting on? You can choose."
Clark said, "Let's play poker, do you know how to play?"
Old Mo nodded and said, "Okay, a bet of 500 million is not small, let's make the ante 10 million! Do you agree?"
Clark smiled and gestured to the dealer, "Then deal the cards!"
This round of betting will proceed according to the usual rules. Everyone here is a seasoned gambler, so the dealer won't say anything and will simply deal the cards.
The dealer dealt the cards skillfully, and soon, three cards were placed in front of the two players.
Clark smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, you are the junior, so I'll let you speak first."
Old Mo didn't dwell on the fact that he had taken advantage of him. He simply pushed the chips in front of him forward and said, "I'm all in."
Gaa...
Everyone present was completely dumbfounded.
What's going on?
What's the point of watching if you do it like this?
Caesar and Ferramy's faces turned green.
They spent 500 million to see Old Mo's gambling skills. If you win in one go, what's the point of watching?
Clark on the other side was speechless. He had never seen gambling like this before.
If you go all in right away, everyone can just look at their cards and whoever has the higher hand wins. What's the point of gambling then?
Of course, there's no rule saying you can't gamble like this, but everyone knows the significance of today's bet! You can't play like this!
"Cough cough cough..."
Caesar stood up and said, "Mr. Chen, let me set some new rules. The highest bet you can make at once is one hundred million. Of course, this will be doubled when the license is issued. The maximum is five hundred million."
It means that when it's your turn to speak, you can only bet a maximum of 100 million. If the other side sees their cards and reveals your hand, and you lose, then they will lose 200 million.
This is the maximum it can go; it can't get any bigger.
Of course, they can still place bets.
Otherwise, today's bet would be meaningless.
For example, if Clark and Old Murdoch have revealed their cards and Old Murdoch wins, it doesn't show up as a gambling skill!
Old Mo was speechless. He had wanted to swindle these two old guys out of a billion! Unexpectedly, they had changed the rules.
Okay, you're the boss, you call the shots.
There's nothing he can do; Lao Mo has been blacklisted, and now he's begging people to give him money.
Five hundred million US dollars, that's still a lot of money!
It has to be said that Lao Mo's circle of influence is getting bigger and bigger.
Five hundred million was nothing more than a test of Old Mo's abilities in the eyes of these two old men. It's hard to imagine how rich they are.
If these guys weren't so rich, Old Mo would have been able to run off with two billion last night.
Old Mo said helplessly, "Fine, since that's the case, then it'll be one hundred million!"
Caesar sat down helplessly, exchanged a glance with Ferramin, and smiled bitterly at each other.
This indirectly shows that Mr. Chen doesn't take Wu Yi seriously. He's qualified to be on equal footing with them.
Clark, sitting opposite him, was speechless. "You're betting as much as you can!"
Clark, lacking X-ray vision, reluctantly picked up the cards on the table and began to examine them.
He's a master at making cards; barring any unforeseen circumstances, he should have three aces in his hand.
But he wouldn't feel at ease without taking a look! As the three cards were slowly revealed, he remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was overjoyed.
Yes, his card-making skills are getting better and better. The dealer couldn't disrupt his hand.
He was holding three A's in his hand.
If his cards weren't messed up, then Old Mo should have three Kings in his hand right now.
This is a hand that could bankrupt the opponent.
Clark calmly placed his cards face down on the table and pushed out two hundred million chips.
"I'll call, no cards revealed."
Old Mo's eyes lit up as soon as he saw it.
That's what makes it fun!
Old Mo smiled and pushed out another 100 million.
"I'll gamble another hundred million."
Clark laughed.
He still had 300 million in hand. He simply pushed it all in, saying, "I'll give you 200 million, plus another 100 million, then it's your turn to play your cards."
Five hundred million chips were thrown in just like that.
Caesar and Ferramy were speechless.
They've already limited the bets, but sorry, they still went all in.
Old Mo laughed and pushed in 50 million chips: "Mr. Clark, it's not worth it for you to gamble 500 million on my 250 million! Since you've already called for the cards to be revealed, then reveal them!"
Clark smiled and immediately flipped over his three A's.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I have three aces. Mr. Chen, you should admit defeat!"
Clark turned over the cards, and the whole room erupted in uproar.
Holy crap, three aces in the very first game!
This hand is unbeatable.
The God of Gamblers truly lives up to his name.
Old Mo chuckled and said, "If I remember correctly, there's no highest-ranking hand in Flush. Three aces aren't a guaranteed win. Because I have two, three, and five."
After Lao Mo finished speaking, he revealed his cards. Sure enough, the cards he turned over were two, three, and five, and of different suits.
Clark's pupils constricted immediately upon seeing this, and he was dumbfounded.
How is that possible? He clearly had three kings, how did he end up with two, three, and five?
I was full of confidence. In the end, I lost everything in one game.