After the fat man called, I saw a clear look of confusion in the eyes of the middle-aged seductive woman, which then turned into a look of surprise.
Judging by her reaction, she must have had three sixes.
After pretending to think for a moment, the middle-aged seductive woman chose to call.
After the middle-aged seductive woman called, the uncle holding the straight flush cards began to hesitate.
Anyone who could advance to the main tournament, even if not a cheat, was certainly a skilled amateur player.
All those who played all-in frequently understood a principle: the more intimidating a hand appeared, the more useless it often turned out to be!
This was because in a proper tournament, a full deck of cards was used.
With 52 cards dealt to six players, before the last hole card was revealed, it was already quite rare for two players to have a straight flush.
But it was only rare; trying to aim for a true straight flush was unrealistic!
The probability of hitting one was about the same as winning a five-million-dollar lottery.
Therefore, the uncle began to agonize over whether to use his 200,000 chips to bet on a real straight flush.
A flush alone would be useless.
A flush could only beat three of a kind, and would lose to a straight or a full house.
My decision to raise the bet at this point had created a significant illusion for them, making them believe I might have a pair of pairs.
If I called this 200,000, it would be impossible to fold without revealing the cards.
But if I revealed the cards, it would require at least another 200,000 chips to start.
And if I lost, it would be a case of one mistake leading to total ruin.
This was because many chips had already been wasted by everyone in this hand.
Regardless of whether anyone raised the bet on the last hand, if one followed through and lost this round, they would have to exchange their remaining points for chips to continue playing.
Once that happened, the hope of catching up... would only be a theoretical possibility.
For the first time, the uncle with graying temples was deeply conflicted and hesitant.
While I understood him, I would never sympathize.
One success is built upon the bones of countless others!
The path to becoming a cheat, even without the clash of swords and bloodshed, was not devoid of scheming and deception.
To win, one had to calculate and scheme against others at all costs!
The uncle pondered for the duration of a cigarette, and even when the dealer prompted him, he still seemed undecided whether to call.
Seeing this, the dealer immediately stated that if he couldn't make a decision within the next half-minute, he would be considered to have folded.
The half-minute passed quickly.
In the end, the uncle still chose to call.
After he called, only the square-faced man was left.
This time, the square-faced man surprisingly did not dither or hesitate, but rather threw in 200,000 chips very readily and decisively.
After the square-faced man called, the dealer immediately began dealing the cards, even unconsciously speeding up the process.
The fifth card was a hole card, dealt face down by the dealer. Players could look at it first before deciding whether to reveal it as the last face-up card.
If they did not wish to reveal this card, they could choose to replace it with their hole card.
The moment I received the cards, I stole a glance.
Five of diamonds, a completely insignificant card.
As I casually flipped over the five of diamonds, I saw the middle-aged seductive woman and the others also reveal their last face-up cards.
It was not beyond my expectations; most of our cards were revealed on the last card.
There was only one exception, and that was the fat man.
Because, he had actually managed to get an Ace!
Setting aside the marked hole card Ace, at this moment, the fat man's face-up cards were: 10, 3, 2, Ace.
Judging by the face value of the cards, his hand was the weakest.
Yet, he did not fold.
Therefore, anyone with eyes could see what was going on.
After the last card was dealt, since everyone's face-up cards were not good, the dealer had to choose the lesser of evils and let the square-faced man, who had managed to get a pair of sevens, speak.
The straight flush was gone, and the square-faced man's face was ashen.
His lips parted and closed several times, as if he desperately wanted to fold, but in the end, he said, "Two hundred thousand!"
He wanted to match the bet and open the betting, then compete in turn.
It was clear he was unwilling to let his pair of sevens go down in vain.
It was my turn to speak.
The square-faced man not raising the bet and choosing to match was exactly what I wanted.
Because this way, I would have the freedom to play as I pleased.
Lighting a cigarette, I casually pushed all my chips into the pot and said in a deep voice, "I'm all in!"
Actually, I didn't have many chips left.
With the previous bets of fifty thousand, fifty thousand, and two hundred thousand chips, thirty thousand had already been lost, so I had less than seven hundred thousand chips remaining.
Hearing that I was going all in, the fat man was startled and kept glancing at me.
After his eyes occasionally swept towards my marked hole card to confirm the card based on the shape of the mark, he then calmly withdrew his gaze.
"I call!"
The moment he spoke, the fat man expressionlessly chose to call.
This time, it was the middle-aged seductive woman's turn to be stunned.
"Heh heh~ I know you only have a pair of Aces, but there's no need to be so eager to gobble up chips and rush to your death, is there?" the middle-aged seductive woman asked with a forced smile.
Hearing this, the fat man's eyes brazenly swept across the middle-aged seductive woman's chest, and then he said indifferently, "I like to be happy and willing, what can you do about it?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged seductive woman's chest heaved with anger, and she retorted, "You fat slob! A dog's mouth can't spew ivory!"
Then, she flipped her cards face down.
As the middle-aged seductive woman folded, I immediately knew that she had been bluffing earlier.
Her hole card was not a six.
Not only that, she probably couldn't even make a pair of pairs, and calling would have been pure suicide.
Next, it was the uncle's turn.
He frowned, his expression one of extreme reluctance.
His straight flush hand, which had started strong, had ultimately yielded nothing.
Finally, with a heavy sigh, the uncle chose to bow to reality and accept his fate, flipping his cards face down on the table.
After the uncle folded, only the square-faced man remained.
Without any surprise, he once again fell into deep contemplation.
But it wasn't long before he made his decision.
Fold!
After the others had successively folded, the dealer immediately looked at the fat man and said, "Please reveal your cards."
Hearing this, the fat man said nothing and lewdly reached out to reveal his cards.
"Kid, I bet you only have a pair of nines! Definitely not two pairs!"
Heh heh~ Just you wait!
In a moment, I'll show you what it means to be too clever for your own good!
When the dealer signaled that I could reveal my cards, I directly reached out with my left hand towards my hole card and smoothly drew it up from the table.
As I slammed the card onto the table, my left middle and ring fingers subtly hooked inwards and outward.
A Jack of Spades appeared!
In an instant, the fat man was stunned.