Chapter 307: 【307】At least it has to start with a million, right?_1
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The man with the mole on his lip sneered, âYes, yes, your card-playing skills are indeed quite good.â
He spoke rather courteously, and under normal circumstances, Tang Feng should have been modest in his response.
But what he said next was even more infuriating, âActually, my skills are quite average, itâs just that your techniques are too weak.â
At this, the faces of those present all darkened, and the atmosphere grew tense.
âYoung man, donât you think that was a bit too much?â The manâs expression became serious as well.
This guy had not only won money, but he was also making fun of themâthis was going too far.
âSorry about that, Iâm a straight-talker. If you find it too harsh to the ear, then I apologize to you all.â
Although Tang Feng said so, there was not a trace of remorse on his face.
Instead of calming things down, his words only stoked the anger of those present.
The implication being, what I said is the truth, and if you canât stand to hear it, then it must be that youâre too sensitive.
âBuddy, we all gathered here to have fun playing cards; thereâs no need to spoil the mood, right?â
âYeah, itâs one thing to win money, but whatâs the meaning of mocking others?â
âWe let you join the game out of respect for Mr. Zhang, but now youâre speaking with such a sharp tongueâwe donât appreciate that at all.â
âItâs just a few rounds of winning, whatâs there to be so smug about?â
By then, everyone had dropped all pretense of civility and started to collectively berate Tang Feng.
Zhang Fuchun sat on the side, remaining silent.
He could see that Tang Feng was intentionally provoking everyone.
Though he didnât know what Tang Fengâs intentions were, he figured it was best not to get involved in the chaos.
Tang Feng yawned and slowly stood up, âI thought this game would be fun, but I didnât expect your skills to be so lousy and the stakes so low. Boring, just too boring. Iâm leaving.â
Having said that, he didnât even bother to look at the othersâ faces and was ready to leave with the hundred thousand yuan he had won.
âWait a minute.â
At this moment, Fan Ziqiu, who had been watching from the side, suddenly spoke up.
A slight, almost imperceptible smile crossed Tang Fengâs lips as he slowly turned to look at him, âWhat is it?â
Fan Ziqiu turned off his phone, slipped it into his pocket, and slowly stood up, âI think the things you just said were out of line. Shouldnât you apologize to everyone?â
Tang Feng glanced over the others and couldnât help but sneer, âWhich part of what I said was problematic? Their skills are poor, and the stakes are indeed low. What, canât I speak the truth?â
When they heard him continue to mock them, those present became so angry that they all stood up.
âThis kid is too cocky. If youâre so tough, come back and letâs keep playing, I want to see just how good your skills really are.â
âYou think weâre playing for small stakes, then tell us how big you want to go. Weâll accompany you to the end.â
âMr. Zhang, this friend you brought is quite impolite, isnât he?â
âIâve never seen anyone so arrogant; whatâs there to be arrogant aboutâ¦â
Tang Feng had succeeded in infuriating everyone; all began to lambast him.
Yet he continued to wear a disdainful expression, taking the mockery to the extreme.
Fan Ziqiu raised his hand to quell the clamor of the crowd, his eyes fixed on Tang Feng, âYou think weâre playing too little, so how big do you want to go?â
Tang Fengâs face showed a defiant look, âAt least a million to start, Iâd say?â
Hisssâ¦
Those who had been bad-mouthing Tang Feng all took a sharp breath.
âDid I hear that right? A million to start?â
âHas this kid gone mad? If itâs a million to start, wouldnât a single round make you lose millions?â
âMillions would be the least, it could go up to tens of millions.â
âMadman, heâs absolutely a madman.â
Although they were all moderately wealthy, a million in capital was still no small sum for them.
And Tang Feng was talking about a million to start, which was far beyond what they could bear.
Even Fan Ziqiu couldnât help but frown.
Although he was the finance director of Yueya Entertainment Company, handling astronomical sums of money every month,
he was merely the God of Wealth that graced them with his presence; his actual salary was just around a hundred thousand, nowhere near enough to afford the kind of gambling Tang Feng was talking about.
Seeing everyone silent, Tang Fengâs face once again showed a mocking expression, âNot only are your skills lacking, but it turns out youâre all poor. You donât dare to play a game that starts at a million, such a low-level game, I wonât waste my time with you.â
After saying this, he began to walk away with the dismissive stride of someone who has no relation to the others.
âStop right there!â
At that moment, Fan Ziqiu called out to him again.
âWhat now?â Tang Feng asked, turning around once more.
Fan Ziqiuâs eyes glittered with a golden light, âIâll play with you.â
Whooshâ¦
The moment he spoke, everyone in the room gasped in surprise.
âFan, donât be impulsive, man. This is a million-level game; can you afford to lose?â
âIsnât Fan usually rational? Whatâs got into him today to be so impulsive?â
âItâs mainly because that kid is so infuriating, he doesnât take us seriously. Giving him a lesson wouldnât hurt.â
âYeah, if I could come up with that kind of money right now, I would love to teach him a lesson myselfâ¦â
Fan Ziqiu didnât pay any attention to what the others were saying.
He had been coldly observing from the side the whole time, getting a feel for Tang Fengâs capabilities.
Although stronger than the others, his strength was limited.
He believed that with his own abilities he would surely be able to beat him.
At that moment, to him, Tang Feng was like a pig ready for slaughter.
Especially the Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, it was something he greatly coveted.
âSo, do you dare to take on the challenge?â
Fan Ziqiu, fearing that Tang Feng would back down, began to taunt him.
Tang Fengâs face revealed a mysterious smile, âSure, tell me, how do you want to play?â
âLetâs play Exploding Golden Flower, one round to determine the winner.â
âNo problem!â
Tang Feng agreed without any hesitation and sat back down at the gambling table, while the others gathered around to watch.
They were even more nervous than the two players at the table.
This was a million-level gambling game, definitely a high-stakes gamble.