Chapter 482: 478. Luck Has Arrived (Please subscribe, monthly tickets!)

The funds in Zhang Ran's hands suddenly reached three billion again; it could be said that he had just won five hundred million in this round alone.

Such an ultra-large-scale gambling amount made everyone's heart jump and their faces flush; of course, these were all people who had no personal stake in the matter.

People like Siyan all had grave expressions and were not overly joyful.

Because even with this, Zhang Ran had still lost about two billion.

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky," Mu Jinyuan snorted coldly.

Zhang Ran smiled; it seemed this guy had really grown a bit over these years. At the very least, he was now deliberately putting on an act to make him lower his guard.

He could also tell that Mu Jinyuan had actually been pretending in front of him all along, just to make Zhang Ran think that he, Mu Jinyuan, was still the same as before, someone without much depth.

Of course, to say there wasn't a shred of sincerity in this would be false; these were likely Mu Jinyuan's true words and his real thoughts, but he was perfectly capable of hiding them.

Zhang Ran did not believe that if Mu Jinyuan had remained so expressive for all these years, he would have been able to support Galaxy Capital.

But Zhang Ran did not expose him; if he wanted to pretend, then let him pretend. If he pretended for long enough, he would naturally become a pig for real.

The card game continued, but Wang Chen was starting to struggle; after all, he was getting on in years, and such a large amount was actually a first for him.

He had already expended a great deal of mental energy earlier.

Of course, the most critical point was that he had just seen Zhang Ran's guidance of Qian Li; if Zhang Ran could do that much for someone with whom he had no blood relation, why couldn't he?

Moreover, Wang Chen was somewhat dissatisfied with his eldest son, Wang Yicheng, so he stood up at this moment and said, "Apologies, my body is a bit tired. I will let Yicheng play with you all; I will just watch from the side."

Hearing him say this, everyone was somewhat disappointed.

Although Zhang Ran and Mu Jinyuan were the focus of this competition, the real highlight was the two Gambling Kings, Wang Chen and Qiu Qianyang.

The people watching couldn't help but want to cheer at their previous match; they had truly displayed the techniques of gambling.

It wasn't like Zhang Ran and the others, just raising the stakes and then revealing the cards; if not for so much money being involved, such a scene would have nothing worth watching.

Now that Wang Chen was too old and his energy couldn't keep up, everyone could only wring their hands and sigh.

Judging from the situation just now, the two were evenly matched, with neither losing to the other.

Qiu Qianyang showed no expression on his face, only sighing slightly, "How good it would be if I had been born twenty years earlier."

Wang Chen also sighed, but he didn't say much else.

Wang Yicheng was somewhat astonished and also nervous; looking at the more than two billion in chips in front of his father, his heart was pounding wildly.

Seeing his son in this state, Wang Chen frowned and barked in a low voice, "What are you dazed for?"

"Dad, I... this..." Wang Yicheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and couldn't speak; the amount was truly too large, and he felt his heart trembling.

Wang Chen took a deep breath and said, "If I tell you to go up, then go up. Don't dawdle. If you lose, it's just because your skills are inferior to others."

He was going to use his own principal of one billion to let his son practice, or rather, to temper his courage.

This was the exact opposite of Zhang Ran's goal.

Seeing his father's gaze, Wang Yicheng gritted his teeth and replaced his father. At this very moment, he finally felt that mountain-like pressure.

Just now, Qian Li had only sat for ten minutes before her face turned pale and sweat poured down like rain; the pressure was simply too great.

The people present also saw Wang Chen's intention, and they were all somewhat amazed.

They had truly broadened their horizons today; two people had simultaneously brought out so much money to train their own descendants.

The card game continued.

However, this time Zhang Ran's luck seemed to have suddenly taken a turn for the better; although there were wins and losses, generally speaking, he won more and lost less.

The key was that when he won, he followed with a lot, and when he lost, he followed with very little.

This point left many people speechless, because Zhang Ran really did follow to the end every time; that is to say, when he lost, it was mostly because the other three revealed their cards.

Why keep saying his luck was good? Because Zhang Ran never looked at his cards and never touched them; he only touched them when it was time to reveal them at the end.

Aside from luck, there was no other explanation for this.

Just like this, an hour and a half passed, and the chips in front of Zhang Ran had become 5.7 billion; it could be said he had completely earned it back, with some to spare.

The one who lost the most was not Mu Jinyuan, but Wang Yicheng.

Perhaps this guy was under too much psychological pressure, or perhaps he was simply no match for the three old foxes in front of him.

Sometimes, when this guy held a good hand, a slight movement was enough for the three of them to see through it.

Wang Chen stood on the side watching and never spoke; even now that the chips in front of Wang Yicheng had dropped to 700 million, he still didn't say a word.

The pressure Wang Yicheng suffered was also growing greater and greater; he couldn't help but look at his father several times, but each time he only saw a face without expression.

Now the one with the most chips was Qiu Qianyang, with nearly 6 billion in front of him, and Mu Jinyuan had 3.6 billion.

However, Zhang Ran was not very calm in his heart at this moment, because within this hour and a half, Qiu Qianyang had sent him three signals, each time when Mu Jinyuan held a big hand.

Qiu Qianyang's gambling skill was truly beyond reproach; at the very least, he was very accurate when guessing cards, and not once in those three times was he wrong.

But Zhang Ran really did not know Qiu Qianyang, otherwise he wouldn't be so conflicted.

He Yong's eyes were even sore from staring, yet he didn't see anything at all; in truth, aside from this point, everything about Qiu Qianyang appeared too natural, without a single flaw.

However, Zhang Ran also had a small conjecture in his heart, but this conjecture made even him somewhat disbelieving; this was very rare for Zhang Ran.

Moreover, at this time, he also associated it with some things Wang Yicheng had told him about Qiu Qianyang before, which led to the conjecture in his heart.

Otherwise, Zhang Ran wouldn't even have this conjecture; perhaps he would have thought that this Qiu Qianyang was also a disciple of some master from the Thousand-Gate, and had come this time to repay a debt of gratitude to his master?

But it wouldn't go that far, because that debt of gratitude wasn't that great; if this were exposed, Qiu Qianyang's reputation would be ruined, and even his foundation would be finished.

If you, a casino owner, personally stepped in to cheat, and this got out, no one would ever play in your casino again in the future.

So Zhang Ran did not have that conjecture; his conjecture was based on Wang Yicheng's words—Qiu Qianyang clearly had a son, but he only brought him back in November of last year.

And that time was exactly not long after he had returned. Was there any connection between these things?