Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1180 - 1225: It Can’t Be This Coincidental

"Xiaofei, I’ve already warned you that with this game, you absolutely can’t go all-in every hand. You have to pick the right moment, just like now. You may have won so many hands just now, but in the end, I still won."

At this time, Zheng Yuyang was giving Meng Xiaofei a heartfelt lesson, while his gaze shifted towards Li Yifei. He really wanted to see Li Yifei looking pale, but once again he was disappointed; Li Yifei still had a composed expression.

This really annoyed Zheng Yuyang, and he made up his mind. In front of his classmates, it wouldn’t look good to do anything to Li Yifei, but after the class reunion was over, he planned to settle accounts with Li Yifei and show him no mercy. Who told him to keep up his act here anyway?

"Xiaofei, really, with those cards, you still called? Aren’t you being a bit too reckless?" Shen Yuying shook her head, showing a tough-love expression.

"Xiaofei, I’ve seen people squander their fortunes, but none quite like you, who’s practically handing out money."

Li Yudong said with a smile: "Xiaofei, I think you’re set on ruining your boyfriend or what?"

Everyone turned to look at Li Yifei, feeling that there might be some truth in those words. Meng Xiaofei was truly squandering her fortune.

"Wait, how do you know I’ve lost? I haven’t even looked at my hole card yet!" Suddenly, Meng Xiaofei shouted out loud.

"What? You didn’t even look at your hole card?" Everyone exclaimed in disbelief; was Meng Xiaofei out of her mind?

Meng Xiaofei giggled and said: "He never went all-in with me, so I felt it was pointless to look at my hole card; that’s why I never did."

"But you went all-in just now, why didn’t you look then?" Shen Yuying felt like she was going crazy; could Meng Xiaofei be any more impractical?

Meng Xiaofei stuck out her tongue and said: "Just now, I only thought about how going all-in is the thrilling way to play, I didn’t even think about who had the higher cards."

All present felt as if countless black lines had appeared over their heads, then, just like that, they dropped to the ground, leaving them speechless. They had seen foolish play before, but never anything as foolish as this.

Meng Xiaofei then clutched the card in her palm, eyes shining as she said: "I am the God of Gamblers today, and I’m going to let you all see what that looks like." Then she started to rub the cards in her hands vigorously.

Everyone’s face turned pitch black with disbelief, feeling that no words could match Meng Xiaofei’s level of foolishness now.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the God of Wealth has arrived!" Meng Xiaofei suddenly stood up, then, very domineeringly, slapped the card down on the table and slowly lifted her hand away.

Everyone looked at the card, and suddenly, they all froze, then almost immediately began to cheer: "A two! It’s really a two!"

Meng Xiaofei also shouted excitedly, turned around and hugged Li Yifei, exclaiming: "It’s really a two! It’s really a two!" Then she moved in closer and planted several kisses on Li Yifei’s face.

Both Zheng Yuyang and Yang Yudong were stunned. How could the hole card possibly be a two? It was just too illogical.

Yang Yudong reacted quickly and immediately spread out the remaining cards; among them, there was only one two left. Meaning, Meng Xiaofei’s trio of twos had all come from his dealing, and Meng Xiaofei hadn’t cheated.

To Zheng Yuyang, he offered a wry smile and whispered, "No problem."

Zheng Yuyang felt so frustrated. He had intended to win against Meng Xiaofei to embarrass Li Yifei, but now the tables had turned, and he had lost instead. The loss was too unjust to bear; in a game of poker like this, it’s not like it’s unheard of for someone to get three of a kind on the last two cards, but if you are going to call an all-in on the fourth card, the first three ought to be something decent at least—a flush or a straight, or maybe three high cards. Who would have thought that with a small two, a little six, plus a Jack, you could go all-in like that?

What made it even worse was that Meng Xiaofei followed him all-in without even looking at her cards, which was just dumbfounding. He had lost over a million dollars so easily; it all just felt too unjust.

Zheng Yuyang felt he had been wronged, but in reality, his loss wasn’t unfair at all. Li Yifei, who was sitting behind Meng Xiaofei, had been watching Yang Yudong deal the cards all along. He had always had the skill to remember the shuffled cards, and now with his True Qi purer than before, keeping track of the cards was no problem at all.

For the previous hands, he knew Zheng Yuyang had nothing substantial, so he secretly told Meng Xiaofei to go all-in, scaring Zheng Yuyang every time. If Zheng Yuyang had happened to get good cards, Li Yifei would not have let Meng Xiaofei call.

But who would have guessed that Zheng Yuyang’s luck would be so bad? Just when he finally braved an all-in, he encountered Meng Xiaofei’s bizarre hand. It was simply Li Yudong’s masterful dealing to thank.

"Xiaofei, do you want to play another round?" Zheng Yuyang, unwilling to accept his loss, wanted to win back his money.

Meng Xiaofei smirked and said: "Sure, I’m up for playing as many rounds as you want, now that I have over a million in gambling funds."

"Good, then let’s play another round. Since you’ve already got your stake, let’s make it big - how about three million for this round? If you lose, you’re down at most one million and a half, but if you win, you’ll have won over four million. I’ll transfer it to you right away."

Meng Xiaofei, excited, pumped her fist and said: "Okay, let’s do it. Whoever chickens out is a bumpkin."

"Alright, if a rich man is offering money, I see no reason to refuse."

Shen Yuying grimaced and said, "You guys... do you really have to go so big?"

Meng Xiaofei said with a giggle, "This amount of money is nothing to a tycoon like Yuyang, right, Yuyang?"

Zheng Yuyang managed a smile and said, "Yeah, let’s just play for fun, come on." But it was somewhat forced, as the four million was a painful sum for him too, and losing would certainly hurt like hell.

Yang Yudong immediately began shuffling the deck, shuffling it back and forth many times, before letting Zheng Yuyang cut the cards, then starting to deal.

After Zheng Yuyang finished cutting, Li Yifei could not help but chuckle inwardly; that Yuyang really had rotten luck—this first hand was going to be a killer. It really seemed like heaven was cursing Zheng Yuyang.

Zheng Yuyang’s face-up card was a king, while Meng Xiaofei’s was a six of hearts.

Looking at his hole card, Zheng Yuyang saw another king, which filled him with joy—it was surely a chance to recover his losses. Looking at Meng Xiaofei, he said, "I’ve got high cards; I’ll bet twenty thousand."

Meng Xiaofei didn’t even look at her hole card and simply said, "Twenty thousand is too little, we’re at three million now, let’s go for a hundred thousand."

"Xiaofei, you’re not looking at your hole card?" Zheng Yuyang kept his eyes on Meng Xiaofei.

Meng Xiaofei said proudly, "No need to look. The last card will definitely be the one I need."

The corner of Zheng Yuyang’s mouth twitched as he said, "Alright, I’ll call."

Another card was dealt, and Zheng Yuyang astonishingly got another king, while Meng Xiaofei got a two of hearts.

"Another pair of kings, I raise five hundred thousand." Zheng Yuyang decided to play rough; Meng Xiaofei wasn’t looking at her hole card and was going all-in anyhow, so he took the lead to go all-in, eager to see if she dared to follow.

Meng Xiaofei stuck out her tongue and said, "That’s a big one this time." But she still called the five hundred thousand.

Zheng Yuyang was overjoyed. Now that he had three of a kind, it seemed next to impossible for him to lose again. But when the fourth card was dealt, his heart nearly burst with joy since he got another king. With three kings face-up and one as the hole card, he had four of a kind. The only hands that could beat this were a straight flush or four aces.

Seeing Meng Xiaofei’s cards, Zheng Yuyang suddenly got worried because she got a three of hearts—two, three, six of hearts, and it really did seem possible for a straight flush to be in play.

"I’ve got three kings, and not going all-in would only give you the chance to go for a flush, so I won’t let you have that chance—I’m all-in." Zheng Yuyang tossed in his chips, while internally he eagerly awaited Meng Xiaofei’s call.

Meng Xiaofei frowned and said, "That’s really scary, but I’ll call too."

Zheng Yuyang’s face darkened as he said, "You’d call without looking at your hole card? If that’s not a heart, you’re as good as dead."

Meng Xiaofei said gleefully, "Didn’t I tell you? This card is definitely the one I need; no need to look, it’s certainly a heart."

"Xiaofei, you can’t be lucky twice in a row; you’d better take a look," Shen Yuying nudged Meng Xiaofei.

Meng Xiaofei shook her head and said, "Alright, alright, then you take a look. Anyway, I’ve gone all-in, I’ll stick with whatever you see."

Shen Yuying immediately picked up that hole card, and her expression suddenly became quite odd. Everyone crowded over to take a look, but Shen Yuying quickly covered the card and placed it back on the table, not letting anyone see.

However, from her not stopping Meng Xiaofei, it was clear the card was indeed a heart.

Meng Xiaofei quickly said, "Hurry up and deal the last card, let’s see who has the stronger hand."

At this point, even Yang Yudong felt a bit jittery, his hand trembling as he dealt a card to Zheng Yuyang; for Yuyang, this card was utterly useless, as nothing could affect the strength of his hand—unless it was a four or five of hearts, which would guarantee his victory. But he got a five, which wasn’t a heart.

It was time to deal to Meng Xiaofei. Now the most anxious person was Shen Yuying—she had seen the hole card and knew what Xiaofei needed. When she saw that the card was a five of hearts, Shen Yuying screamed, her lips trembling and unable to speak.

Seeing Shen Yuying’s reaction, Zheng Yuyang suddenly lost his nerve. The face-up cards were two, three, five, six of hearts—if the hole card was a four of hearts, he’d be done for.

"Xiaofei, your luck is really too good, you actually got a straight flush," Shen Yuying said as she flipped over Meng Xiaofei’s hole card, revealing it to be indeed the four of hearts.

Zheng Yuyang’s face turned ashen. He had four kings but had walked right into a straight flush—how could there be any justice in that?

Just then, Hou Jianwei’s face suddenly turned pale as he stammered to Zheng Yuyang, pointing at the entrance, "Yuyang, it’s trouble; that guy has come here."

"Who’s here?" Zheng Yuyang was infuriated and on the verge of going mad; Hou Jianwei’s interruption only added to his irritation. He turned his head and saw the young man who had collided with Hou Jianwei earlier, instantly finding an outlet for his frustration. He sprung up and charged toward the entrance.