C876 He Didn't Even Want His Face Anymore
C876 He Didn't Even Want His Face Anymore
Many people looked at each other in dismay. Those who went on stage were unwilling to go on stage. Those who didn't go on stage were also secretly weighing their strength.
After weighing the pros and cons, many people shook their heads and finally chose to give up.
Two minutes later, a person stepped onto the stage. It could be seen that this person was very reluctant to go up.
However, there was still one more empty spot that no one came up to. Just when everyone was about to continue.
Wu Tie coughed lightly and sat down.
When they saw Chen Hao on the stage, there were still many people who were looking forward to it. After all, the scene of him exposing a thousand of the Ghost Hands had left a deep impression in the hearts of many.
"Right now, the ones sitting on the platform should be the strongest eight people, right?"
"That should be the case. However, the last two who will be going on stage will probably barely make it." If we don't have the strength, I'm afraid we'll lose very soon. "
"Yeah, the final champion should be the other six."
The discussions instantly broke out, and many people began to guess who the final winner would be. Unsurprisingly, Chen Hao didn't have many people optimistic about him.
On the other hand, Mao Zhenghao had the highest expectations. After all, it was enough to prove his strength that he was able to sit at the end of the table.
Seeing that Chen Hao had finally gone up on stage, Mao Zhenghao could not help but mock him,
"Hehe, I thought you were too scared to go on stage."
"You were acting so arrogantly just now. I want to see if you have the same attitude as me."
"Within three rounds, I will win all of your small ten million!"
Mao Zhenghao looked at Chen Hao with disdain and said arrogantly.
Hearing his words, Chen Hao chuckled lightly and looked at the other party with some playfulness as he said:
"What if I don't lose all three rounds?"
"Hehe, since you won't be finished, I'll give you 10 million!"
Mao Zhenghao did not put Chen Hao in his eyes at all as he casually said.
Seeing that the bet had yet to begin, the atmosphere between the two had already become tense. Quite a few people also began to look forward to it and secretly began to look forward to it.
However, Mao Zhenghao's supporters were somewhat contemptuous of Chen Hao.
"Although this kid has just exposed the Ghost Hand technique, he doesn't even have the qualifications to step onto the stage with the Ghost Hand technique!" This kid will definitely lose miserably! "
"It's more than just tragic. I reckon that even if he loses all his money very quickly, it's still possible for him to turn the tables!"
"Seems like it makes a lot of sense for him to lose all three matches."
Ignoring their disdain, Chen Hao signaled for the dealer to deal the cards.
The bet had officially started, but most of the people were now focused on Chen Hao and Mao Zhenghao.
He wanted to know how Mao Zhenghao was able to defeat Chen Hao within three rounds.
The first one was from Mao Zhenghao.
Mao Zhenghao didn't even look at his cards. He waved his hand and pushed ten million chips over to Chen Hao with a provocative look on his face.
"If you're a man, then follow me!"
Seeing Mao Zhenghao turn against Chen Hao, the others shook their heads as well and silently chose to withdraw from the match.
When it was Chen Hao's turn, he chuckled and ignored the gazes of everyone around him.
He directly threw the cards back into the pile without even looking at them.
He actually chose to discard his cards!
The surroundings were in an uproar. There were so many people watching, and in addition, Mao Zhenghao had even used methods to provoke him.
Anyone who wanted face would choose to go head to head with him. Who would have thought that Chen Hao would directly renounce his trump card without any hesitation!
Many people had disappointed looks in their eyes. However, even more of them started to wantonly mock at Chen Hao.
"Hahaha, this is so funny. This is the first time I've seen such a cowardly person! "
"No way, he doesn't even have this much guts. Young Master Mao hasn't even seen the cards!"
"Looks like this person is also trash. He probably wants to trick Hu; to think that I supported him before."
Chen Hao shrugged indifferently and signaled to the dealer.
Seeing this, Mao Zhenghao sneered and mocked again,
"A piece of trash!" If you really don't even care about face, then what's wrong with laozi giving you ten million? "
Hearing Mao Zhenghao's words, Li Shijie laughed and said,
"Brother Mao, this kid is really shameless to begin with!" "I guess he borrowed all this money from this brat, Qi Weiqiang."
"If he really wants to give up three in a row, then I'll just treat 10 million as charity to the beggar. I can pay for this, haha."
Chen Hao's performance made him overjoyed. Naturally, he would not let this opportunity to ridicule Chen Hao slip by.
After a round of mockery, Li Shijie's mood was exceptionally carefree.
As Chen Hao continued to discard his second match, the scene strangely became quiet.
Everyone was waiting for Chen Hao to discard his third card and started to mock him.
After all, this kind of scene was quite rare, and today was truly an eye-opener.
Qi Weiqiang, who was standing at the side, was about to die from anxiety. At this moment, Chen Hao was not only representing his own face, but also the face of his own Qi Family.
If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't dare to go up and persuade Chen Hao, he would have already exchanged his chips on the spot to let Chen Hao lose enough.
What's there to fear about losing money? What you need to fear is losing face!
What the rich second generation feared the most was losing face. If they lost it, it would be difficult to get it back!
Guo Jun, on the other hand, was full of confidence in Chen Hao. With his understanding of Chen Hao, he definitely had some plan in mind.
Young Master Chen never fought a battle without confidence.
The others had given up on the third round. At this moment, the card on the surface of the card, Chen Hao, was a Eight of Hearts, while Mao Zhenghao was a Q-piece.
Just now on the surface of the cards, Chen Hao has an A to choose to discard the cards. Not to mention a card smaller than Mao Zhenghao, if there was no surprise, Chen Hao would choose to discard the card.
Many people were already rubbing their fists and wiping their palms, ready to laugh at Chen Hao.
However, this time, Chen Hao took a rare look at his trump card and casually threw out a million chips as he faintly said:
"One million Additional Stakes."
"Hehe, I knew you would choose to give up, you piece of trash …"
Mao Zhenghao spoke quickly, and when he spoke the words of ridicule, he realized that Chen Hao had actually chosen to raise the bet?
A look of ecstasy appeared on his face. This was really suffocating for him.
Without even looking at the 10 million chips, he excitedly said:
"Raise the stakes to 10 million!" Come and follow me! "
The dealer handed out the cards expressionlessly, two or eight times in a row.
Three eight, this is Wu Tie's open hand card.
With this kind of card, there was naturally no reason why Chen Hao wouldn't follow suit. He did not even think and directly pushed all his chips out.
He said to Mao Zhenghao,
"Ha ha."
Hearing Chen Hao's words, Mao Zhenghao had an evil grin on his face. On the surface, Chen Hao's cards were not fake, but this hand of his was not small either.
His trump card was a pair of Qs. As long as the next three appeared with one Qs, he could bet on this!