Chapter 481: 477. Cheating? (Please subscribe, monthly tickets!)

Fan Hong and the others were trembling more and more at this moment; Zhang Ran wanted to teach Qian Li a profound lesson, but he couldn't bear to scold her, so he directly used three billion as a stake to give her this lesson.

Looking at it from this perspective, Zhang Ran truly doted on Qian Li; he had already spent five hundred million back and forth because of her.

But the more this was the case, the more terrified they became; now, the only thing they hoped for was that Zhang Ran would win big, and then, in a great mood, let them go.

Just as they were praying to themselves, Zhang Ran smiled and said, "Let's continue."

The other three also didn't speak; now Zhang Ran only had a little over 2.5 billion left, so it could be said that if things continued like this, this five billion basically wouldn't last long.

Deal the cards, continue.

Zhang Ran still didn't look at his cards and was still calling, and this time he was calling very aggressively; basically, every time it was his turn, he would raise.

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes; this round of the game had already lasted for five minutes, but not a single person had folded yet. Except for Zhang Ran, everyone had looked at their cards, and the amount on the table had already reached five hundred million.

And because Zhang Ran hadn't looked at his cards, his money was the least; of course, the risk was also the greatest.

After another round of calling, the amount on the table had already reached six hundred million; Wang Chen's eyes flickered, and he folded.

Three players remained; Zhang Ran still didn't look at his cards, which made the people on the sidelines anxious for him—it's come to this, and you still won't look at your cards?

"Zhang Ran, don't let another 4-8-9 appear," Mu Jinyuan said with a smile on his face.

Zhang Ran chuckled, "Just watch; it seems you have a big hand this time."

Mu Jinyuan said confidently, "Of course, if the hand wasn't big, would I have persisted until now? You think I'm you, blindly confident?"

"Blindly confident? Who gave you the courage to say such things?" Zhang Ran continued to say with a smile, but his words were very arrogant.

"Heh, is there any point in forcing yourself to act calm?"

"Acting? Mu Jinyuan, really, don't overestimate yourself. If you had been able to walk your own path all these years, perhaps I might have been a little more cautious, but unfortunately... heh." The final laugh carried a very heavy tone of mockery.

Mu Jinyuan's expression turned gloomy for a moment; although he recovered quickly, it was clear that this sentence from Zhang Ran had once again struck deep into his heart.

Over all these years, he had always followed the plans Zhang Ran had previously laid out; it could be said that even if Zhang Ran had disappeared, he was still just an executor.

Mu Jinyuan was actually trying to walk his own path, and he had succeeded at times, but it was clear that his successes were far fewer than his failures.

Mu Jinyuan stopped talking; he also stopped asking for trouble.

Just like that, another round passed on the table, and the amount on the table had already reached over seven hundred million; that astonishing number made people's hearts pound.

Soon, Qiu Qianyang folded, but when folding, this guy unconsciously tapped the table a few times, and no one paid any attention.

But Zhang Ran and He Yong both narrowed their eyes.

Especially He Yong, who stared fixedly at Qiu Qianyang, wanting to see something on his face.

Although Zhang Ran was also incredibly surprised inside, he didn't show the slightest bit of it on his face, appearing as if he didn't care at all.

"A flush?" Zhang Ran muttered to himself in his heart.

That unconscious movement by Qiu Qianyang just now was telling Zhang Ran that there was a ninety percent chance that Mu Jinyuan had a flush in his hand.

This was equivalent to telling Zhang Ran the hole cards.

Of course, it was also possible that Qiu Qianyang was trying to scare Zhang Ran into folding, but this gesture was the reason his heart was stirred.

Because not many people knew this gesture, and it was a unique secret sign of a master from the Thousand Hands Sect.

Years ago, this Thousand Hands master was saved by Zhang Ran by a twist of fate, and Zhang Ran hadn't expected him to do anything.

But this person insisted on repaying Zhang Ran and taught some of his methods to Zhang Ran.

Of course, Zhang Ran didn't learn them; he was too lazy to learn these things, only watching from the side, while the ones who learned were He Yong and his people.

But the only one who truly learned it was Xiao Long.

However, quite a few people knew this unique gesture; back then, bodyguards like He Yong all knew a bit, but it definitely did not include the Qiu Qianyang before him.

And how did Qiu Qianyang know that he could also understand this gesture?

Or was this just a coincidence?

Zhang Ran's memory was definitely not bad, or rather, it was very good; in his impression, there had never been a person named Qiu Qianyang, nor had anyone looked very much like Qiu Qianyang, so at this moment, Zhang Ran couldn't figure it out.

Zhang Ran thought about these things in his heart, but his expression didn't show the slightest bit of it; he remained calm and still didn't look at his cards.

However, Zhang Ran was also keeping an eye on Qiu Qianyang, wondering what was going on with this guy.

Seeing that he was still calling and hadn't looked at his cards, there was a flash of anxiety in this guy's eyes.

"Show them, it's no fun if I win all at once," Mu Jinyuan said, appearing magnanimous.

After saying that, he flipped over his cards; neither he nor Zhang Ran were people who gambled often, so there weren't that many rules.

10, J, A, all spades, a flush, and an Ace-high flush at that.

The information revealed by Qiu Qianyang was correct; it really was a flush.

"Your turn," a smile appeared on Mu Jinyuan's face.

Zhang Ran didn't make him wait too long, but he didn't flip his cards all at once like before; instead, he flipped them one by one.

Everyone's gaze turned to Zhang Ran, or to be precise, to the cards in his hand.

Qian Li clasped her hands together, praying incessantly; Fan Hong and the others were the same, as they were the ones who most hoped Zhang Ran would win.

First card: 5, hearts.

Seeing this card, the smile on Mu Jinyuan's face grew even wider.

Second card: 6, still hearts!

Mu Jinyuan's expression stiffened slightly, but he recovered quickly.

Third card: 7, still hearts!

Now Mu Jinyuan's expression turned directly ugly.

Zhang Ran had bet on a straight flush, which was bigger than his hand!

"Heh, it seems you still can't beat me this time." Zhang Ran seemed not to care about such cards at all, a relaxed smile hanging on his face.

Many people who saw this scene, no matter what, felt some admiration for Zhang Ran in their hearts.

The amount in this round could already be close to eight hundred million by now, yet Zhang Ran remained completely composed; such a strong heart is not something just anyone can have.

Qian Li felt as if her entire being had collapsed; for her, this time was also an unprecedented trial.

Zhang Ran first took out one hundred million to redeem her, then handed her three billion to gamble with; although she only lost over four hundred million, her heart still found it difficult to accept.

From now on, Qian Li probably won't touch this stuff again for the rest of her life, and Zhang Ran's goal had also been achieved.