Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 151: Old Mo, you're out!

Romant's words caused a stir among the audience.

Everyone in the spectator seats stood up, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of tension and excitement as they watched the game unfold.

Finally, the climax has arrived.

At this moment, Hua Zirong was already extremely excited.

Look, look, even the God of Gamblers has victory firmly in his grasp. How could he possibly lose?

Hua Zirong also stood up, nervously looking at the card table.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Old Mo.

"Open the cards...open the cards...open the cards..."

The crowd shouted loudly.

Old Mo, on the other hand, remained calmly seated in his chair, leaning back with a lazy air about him.

He hasn't even touched the cards since the game started. The dealer has been the one dealing and collecting the cards each time.

Old Mo sat there lazily the whole time, only moving his mouth occasionally.

He shrugged and said, "Open the cards? Why should I open them first? Since you've already seen your cards, why don't you open them first? Do you want to wait for me to open them before cheating?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Romant almost died laughing.

"Mr. Mo, weren't you so cocky when you went all in just now? What, scared now? Let me tell you, it's too late. You want me to show you my cards first, right? Well, I'll show you then."

As he spoke, Romant flipped over his cards, and sure enough, it was three nines.

"It's your turn, Mr. Mo. Please show me your cards. Here are my three nines."

"Wow, it really is three nines! The French gambling god truly lives up to his name."

"It's over. Judging from the French gambling god's expression, Old Mo is doomed to lose."

"Yes, a gambling god has such great confidence. He's bound to win."

There was a lot of discussion at the scene, and no one was optimistic about Old Mo.

At this moment, Lei Luo and Wu Shih-hao, who were watching from the sidelines, were already sweating.

That's 300 million! Hopefully, this amazing guy, Brother Mo, can give us a pleasant surprise!

Hua Zirong was already excitedly preparing to pop champagne to celebrate.

Old Mo, however, remained as steady as a mountain, maintaining the same posture, leaning lazily back in his chair.

"What are you so happy about? Is three of a kind the highest hand in poker? My hand hasn't even been revealed yet, and you already think you've won?"

Old Mo's calm voice drifted over, and the scene instantly fell silent.

Romant was getting impatient: "Just show your cards! What are you doing sitting there like that?"

Old Mo shrugged and said, "Mr. Romant, I haven't touched a single card since I sat down. To avoid accusing me of cheating, I'll let you deal this hand. Come on!"

Romant paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure?"

Old Mo shrugged and said, "I have no reason to touch the cards when gambling with trash like you."

"What did you say?"

Romant was instantly smitten.

Old Mo remained calm and said, "I'm telling you, I can beat you even without touching my cards when playing cards with someone as bad as you. If you don't believe me, come over and show me my cards, and I'll make you admit defeat."

The scene fell silent instantly.

Could there be a twist?

Look at Old Mo's disdainful gaze and calm demeanor. It's as if he's truly certain of victory.

At that moment, Romant lost all confidence. His heart began to pound inexplicably.

He actually left his seat and came over.

"Mr. Mo, are you really sure you want me to reveal the cards?"

"I'm sure, go ahead and open your hand! If I don't let you open your hand, you'll accuse me of cheating and denying it when I lose."

Old Mo said very calmly.

"it is good."

Romant was furious. He randomly flipped over a card.

It's an Ace of Spades.

Romant laughed; these were cards that were already stacked.

Turn to another sheet, and it's a plum blossom ace.

Romant laughed even harder. It was exactly the same as the cards he had made.

Romant was laughing heartily, but everyone in the room was holding their breath.

If Romant draws another Ace, Old Mo will win this bet.

"A".

"A".

"A".

I don't know who started it, but everyone began chanting "a" in unison.

The atmosphere at the scene was both oppressive and exciting.

At that moment, Hua Zirong's heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest. If another Ace came up, he was finished.

He not only lost all his money, but also incurred a huge debt. Most importantly, he even lost his business partners.

Romant's lips curled into a cold smile as he casually flipped over the last card.

"Smack..."

The cards were slammed onto the table with a crisp crack.

Wow, an Ace of Hearts!

"It's an A, it really is an A. Hahahaha..."

Lei Luo lost his composure and burst into wild laughter.

Wu Shih-hao also stood up, gripping the dragon-headed cane tightly, his hands trembling slightly.

We won, we really won.

Romant was completely dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed at the red ace of hearts.

They remained motionless, as if they had become a statue.

Hua Zirong's eyes widened, and he plopped down in his seat, his whole body trembling.

Laughter filled Lei Luo's area.

On Hua Zirong's side, however, there was complete silence.

The two situations presented a stark contrast.

"No, no, no, that's impossible. It can't be, absolutely impossible. You're cheating, you're cheating..."

Romant pointed at Old Mo and yelled loudly. He clearly made a ten of hearts, how did it turn into an ace of hearts?

Old Mo laughed: "Mr. Romant, I knew you'd say that. That's why I specifically called you over to reveal the cards. Mr. Romant, I haven't touched a single card from beginning to end. May I ask, how did I cheat?"

Romant shouted, "You've definitely cheated! I demand to see your cards! I demand to see your cards!"

Old Mo said calmly, "You can check the cards if you want. But I must remind you, according to casino rules, falsely accusing an opponent of cheating without evidence, and if the cards prove I didn't cheat, you'll have your hand chopped off. Are you sure you want to check the cards?"

Upon hearing this, Romant hesitated. If his hand were cut off, he would be nothing.

At this moment, Lei Luo also brought Wu Shih-hao up.

Hua Zirong also came up and said loudly, "Check, we must check the license."

Old Mo laughed: "Hua Zai Rong, is it you who wants to check the cards, or is it Romant who wants to check the cards? This needs to be made clear, so we don't end up not knowing whose hand to chop off later."

Hua Zirong looked at Romant.

Romant said, "I'm pretty sure he cheated. But I wouldn't bet on it."

Indeed, Romant was paid a salary. Their agreement was that if they won, he would get ten percent; if they lost, he would get nothing.

Therefore, Romant only wants a maximum of 30 million. There's no need to gamble with his life.

But Hua Zirong is different. Once he catches Lao Mo cheating, he not only won't lose money, but he can also turn the tables and get Lao Mo's 300 million.

That's a total of nine hundred million! He'd bet his life on something, let alone be a gambler!