Hong Kong variety show: From being bitten by a cockroach to becoming a legend

Chapter 150 Able to Take It and Let It Go

"Ten million!" Song Zhaowen, who had the top two cards, naturally called for the win.

Jiang Zhen remained silent for a few seconds, then tapped his thin fingers lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair, still choosing not to look at his cards.

"I'll go with you!"

The jackpot has accumulated to 40 million.

Song Zhaowen has 8 million chips left, and Jiang Zhen has 6 million chips left.

The dealer's fingers gently twirled the edge of the deck, slowly turning the card over. With a soft snap, the Ace of Diamonds landed on the table!

Community cards: Ace of Hearts, King of Hearts, Queen of Hearts, Ace of Diamonds.

Song Zhaowen's pupils contracted slightly. The appearance of this Ace of Diamonds instantly upgraded his original top two pairs (A and K) into a super top hand.

But Jiang Zhen still refused to look at his cards.

The huge information gap created by this "blind betting" is like a thick fog shrouding the gambling table.

"Twenty million." Song Zhaowen didn't hesitate and pushed out his chips.

With three Aces in hand, there's no reason not to continue betting to put pressure on Jiang Zhen, while simultaneously testing his true intentions.

The pressure is back on Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen's withered fingers stopped tapping. He slightly raised his head, his cloudy eyes opening fully for the first time, looking directly at Song Zhaowen over the pile of chips. His gaze seemed to pierce through Song Zhaowen.

The casino was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the only sounds were the low hum of the central air conditioning and the suppressed breathing of the patrons.

Jiang Zhen didn't rush to place a bet. Instead, he said to Song Zhaowen, "Mr. Song, do you know why older people are more willing to gamble?"

Song Zhaowen raised an eyebrow but did not reply.

Jiang Zhen continued speaking to herself, "It's not because I'm not afraid of losing. Quite the opposite, it's because—there's nothing left to lose."

He tilted his head slightly, as if listening to the distant sound of the ocean waves: "Money? I can't take it to the grave. Reputation? Heh, who knows what will happen after tonight. This life? Halfway to the ground."

He looked at Song Zhaowen again, a half-smile playing on his lips: "So, the cards I hold in my hand right now are irrelevant to me."

For the first time, his fingers gently touched the edges of the two face-down cards, but he didn't turn them over.

"The important thing is whether you dare to gamble with an old guy who doesn't care about anything—on luck!"

The words fell.

Whoosh!

All the remaining chips in front of him, about forty million, poured into the center of the prize pool like a flood bursting its banks!

"All—in".

""

The sound was very soft, but it was like a bombshell, making everyone in the casino dizzy and deafened!

All in again!

On the turn, without looking at the hole cards, he went all in for 60 million!

"My God! It's happening again!"

"Does he even know what he's doing?!"

The audience erupted in chaos! The continuous pounding made many people's hearts pound.

Chen Xiaodao's voice blared urgently in the earpiece: "Boss, the calculation model has completely failed. His behavior pattern makes no sense. But statistically speaking, the probability that he has a hand that can beat three Aces (four of a kind, full house) is extremely low, no more than 5%! But his all-in momentum—something's not right. I suggest extreme caution!"

"A contest of luck?" Song Zhaowen scoffed. "I've never been afraid of anyone!"

Done.

"With you!"

With a wave of his arm, Song Zhaowen resolutely pushed the 80 million chips in front of him into the already piled-up pool of coin chips, like throwing a stone into the sea.

Both companies went all in.

Go all in on the turn!

Pot size: Over HK$150 million.

According to the rules of Texas Hold'em, since both players have chosen to go all-in, they must reveal their hole cards before the river card.

Song Zhaowen was the first to reveal his hand!

Three days of A plus double K.

To form a top-tier gourd, you need top-tier card strength.

Unless the opponent gets a royal flush, he's guaranteed to win this game.

However, when Jiang Zhen revealed the card, the entire room erupted in chaos.

The first card, revealed—the Jack of Hearts!

The second card is the 10 of hearts!

Jiang Zhen's hole cards are: Jack of Hearts and Ten of Hearts!

With three hearts already on the community cards (A, K, Q), Jiang Zhen now has a flush of four hearts.

Just one more red 9 is needed to complete the ultimate hand in Texas Hold'em: Royal Flush!

"Jack of Hearts, 10! Flush! Hey, is the flush higher or is House the higher one?"

"Of course, it would be a straight flush, but what are the odds of the last river card being the 9 of hearts? The probability is only one in sixty-nine, comparable to winning the lottery."

The dealer's finger hovered at the top of the deck, the air seeming to freeze. All eyes were fixed on the river card, the one that would decide their fate. Song Zhaowen's heart clenched—the 9 of hearts! If that card was dealt, Jiang Zhen's royal flush would crush his top full house!

Song Zhaowen didn't want to lose, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the guest seats and met Dajun's gaze.

Da Jun sat in the shadows, one eye half-closed, one hand seemingly casually tucked into his suit pocket. After meeting Song Zhaowen's gaze, he nodded almost imperceptibly, then his hand in his pocket clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging!

At the same instant, the top card of the deck, just 0.01 seconds before the dealer's fingertip was about to touch it, blurred for a very strange and unexpected moment!

Just like a television signal suddenly being interfered with, the position of that card showed a very brief "ghosting" and "shaking" that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

The duration may be less than a millionth of a second, so fast that even a high-speed camera cannot capture it.

Immediately afterwards, the dealer's fingers fell, picking up the top card, and with a flick of his wrist—

The river card flew out, flipped in the air, and landed crisply in the center of the dark green gaming table with a "thud".

The card is face up.

It's not the 9 of Hearts.

It is a square 2.

A random card with the lowest point value that has almost no connection to the current hand.

The final community cards are: Ace of Hearts, King of Hearts, Queen of Hearts, Ace of Diamonds, 2 of Diamonds.

Song Zhaowen: His hole cards are AK, forming three Aces with K and Q (top full house).

Jiang Zhen: The hole cards are J and 10 of hearts, forming a high flush of A, K, Q, J and 10 of hearts.

In the audience, the prince asked his boss, "Does Chiang have the higher hand or the higher hand of the captured House?"

"You'll know soon enough."

"The gourd wins!!"

"Song Sheng won!!"

"God of Gamblers, Song Zhaowen is the God of Gamblers~"

After a brief silence, the casino erupted in a deafening roar of cheers and screams! The sound almost lifted the roof off the ship! Huang Lei covered her mouth in excitement, tears welling up instantly. Xiao Zhuoxiao, Tony, and the others pumped their fists wildly.

The spotlight, like a stage spotlight, was fixed on Song Zhaowen, who stood beside the gambling table, receiving the worship of the entire audience.

However, Song Zhaowen's victorious smile lasted only a moment. His gaze immediately fell on Jiang Zhen.

The old gambling king's reaction was too abnormal.

There was no shock, no resentment, not even the slightest surprise.

Jiang Zhen stared quietly at the 2 of diamonds, then at the Jack of hearts and the 10 of hearts in front of him, before slowly raising his head to look at Song Zhaowen. Deep within his cloudy eyes, there was no disappointment, but rather a kind of knowing calm. In fact, Song Zhaowen seemed to catch a faint, indescribable sense of relief in his eyes.

The butler pushed Jiang Zhen past Song Zhaowen.

"Young man, I've gambled my whole life and I've long understood one thing: there is never absolute fairness in this world, nor is there a predetermined win or loss. There are only different levels and different ways of arrangement—and the house always wins."

Song Zhaowen was shocked! This old fox—he noticed? He noticed the army's special abilities interfering?

As if seeing through Song Zhaowen's thoughts, Jiang Zhen chuckled softly.

"Young man, there's no need to guess," Jiang Zhen said slowly. "I'm old, and my eyesight is failing, but some things—don't necessarily need to be seen with the eyes."

He paused, his gaze drifting into the distance, as if recalling something from long ago: "When I was your age, I also thought I could control everything, that I was infallible. Later I realized that there are mountains beyond mountains, people beyond people—perhaps there are other things as well. Tonight, I saw many interesting things." Chen Jincheng's high-tech glasses, Sun Yifeng's ghost hand, Zhuo Lan's chip, and—something even more "special."

His gaze swept over the direction of the army again, then returned to Song Zhaowen's face.

"You have many tricks up your sleeve, and your backup plan is solid. That's your skill, and also your—power." Jiang Zhen's tone was calm, as if commenting on something unrelated to himself: "In this new era, your kind of power is indeed more useful than my old-fashioned skills. The gambling world—it's time for a change of fortune."

"Grandpa Jiang—" Song Zhaowen wanted to say something more.

Jiang Zhen waved his hand, interrupting him: "A win is a win, no matter what means you use. At least you've got guts and ruthlessness."

After saying this, Jiang Zhen lost interest and had the butler push her away.

Song Zhaowen narrowed his eyes slightly and said to Xiao Zhuoxiao beside him, "Go, write a cash check for 60 million. When Old Master Jiang disembarks, personally deliver it to him and say that it is a small token of my appreciation to thank him for his support tonight."

Jiang Zhen was so accommodating, seeing through it but not saying anything.

Song Zhaowen naturally reciprocated by returning double the 30 million that the other party had brought with him.

Be a man to stay on the line and meet each other in the future.

And he's already made enough tonight!

Not counting his own 30 million chips and the company's 100 million cash prize pool, he earned an extra 100 million chips plus the 30 million US dollars from the doctor's death, for a total gain of nearly 290 million.

More than 400 million yuan in banknotes were piled up like a small mountain in the Galaxy's vault.

A satisfied smile curved Song Zhaowen's lips. Over four hundred million—not only was this a huge profit, but the "Galaxy" brand had also been firmly established. From now on, even just pumping water would be like printing money.

In high spirits, Song Zhaowen raised his voice, silencing the clamor of the crowd, and announced with boundless pride: "Brothers, tonight's party has only just begun! I hereby declare that for the next three hours, all drinks, food, and entertainment on the 'Star River' will be completely free! All expenses will be on me, Song Zhaowen! Everyone—let's drink until we drop!"

"Long live Mr. Song!"

"Master Song of Zhengxing, what a generous fellow!"

"Thank you, Mr. Song!"

The cheers rose another octave, almost lifting the ceiling! Whether they were gangsters, business tycoons, ordinary VIPs, or ship crew, everyone was now immersed in a sea of ​​revelry.

Damn it, this is a rare opportunity. It's a fool not to take advantage of a good deal.

Next time we come to the Star River, we'll have to pay real money.

Huang Lei stood beside Song Zhaowen, watching him being surrounded by people, handling the toasts and compliments with ease. Her beautiful eyes shone with admiration, and a deeper emotion almost overflowed from them. She even changed how she addressed Song Zhaowen.

"Brother Zhaowen, congratulations! Tonight————you are so powerful."