Stud poker, also known as Sand Crab, is a game in which winning or losing is determined by the arrangement and combination of five cards.
The person Darren Sun randomly picked to deal the cards was called Brandon Chen. He was just sixteen this year and was playing poker with great skill. As soon as Darren Sun finished speaking, he took out a new set of playing cards, shuffled them thoroughly, and dealt out the hole cards.
Jordan Wei stretched out his hand and pressed it: "Since we want to play, it's better to make some things clear first." He looked at Darren Sun, and then glanced at Ethan Gu who was sitting next to him. Seeing that the other party was leaning on the table with his fingers crossed and had no expression, he continued, "We are all in the same circle, so let's follow the old rules to bet?"
Darren Sun was not surprised that this matter was brought up, but he did not expect that the person who brought it up would be Jordan Wei. He leisurely took out a cigarette and lit it, thinking that Wei San did not know what medicine he had taken. Obviously, his family background and future prospects were not worse than anyone else, but he was determined to get along with Ethan Gu, like a bodyguard: "There are many old rules. Which one are you talking about, Wei Shao?"
"Who else could it be?" Ethan Gu suddenly laughed, "Young Master Sun has a very short memory. I'm already sitting here, what other rules are there?"
Darren Sun paused for a moment while holding the cigarette. And Ethan Gu. From the moment he came in until now, he still couldn't figure out what Ethan Gu was thinking: if he was targeting him, he wouldn't have had the chance to come in; if he wasn't targeting him, some of his words were full of thorns... He quickly smiled and said, "It's my fault, I'll have a drink as a punishment." He picked up the wine on the table and drank it in one gulp, then said:
"Just take care of the habit of less, perfect."
"What is perfect?" The three people at the table were of equal status, so they sat at the same table to play cards, and the others who couldn't sit at the table couldn't just sit there and watch. As soon as the conversation at the middle table ended, the person who occupied the good seat by the window whispered in his ear.
"Ten thousand at the beginning and one hundred thousand at the end." This is just as Ethan Gu said just now. Everyone in the circle understands it, and someone immediately came to educate the person who asked the question.
"Destined to die?" the man asked.
The one who answered laughed: "Mr. Gu accepts multiples of ten."
Some people are shocked by this. Money has depreciated in recent years, but it has never depreciated to this extent.
Others were not very interested in this topic. After a few words, someone took over the conversation: "Mr. Wei doesn't usually have this hobby. Why are you spending so much money today?"
No one can explain subjective questions. The guy playing cards next to him smiled slowly and said, "Who knows? Maybe Young Master Wei is in a good mood today?"
"If Young Master Sun hadn't come, Young Master Wei would have been in a better mood," another one continued.
"You can hang around Master Wei more often these two days. Master Wei's good mood will last for a while." The third person in the card game took over.
"Come on, I don't think I can make it in the next two days." The first person who spoke touched his chin, drew a card, and grinned, "Hey, I lost!"
The people next to him glanced at him and said, "How awful. You really don't know how to play cards at all."
The loser pouted and said, "It's your turn in Dota tonight!"
There are actually quite a few people in this room who don’t know how to play cards at all, including Jordan Wei who is sitting at the table playing Stud Poker with others.
Just like what the people around him were gossiping about privately, Jordan Wei rarely touched these things, firstly because of his family education, and secondly because he was not very interested. He could understand the rules because Ethan Gu would ask him to make up the number when he couldn't invite anyone before. In terms of level, he really didn't have much. The reason why he came up this time was partly because he really didn't like Darren Sun, and partly because he wanted to know what Ethan Gu was going to do. As far as he knew, although Ethan Gu was good at playing cards, he preferred bridge and playing stud poker... It shouldn't be to the point where he could beat Darren Sun.
The first few games were tepid.
Neither Darren Sun nor Ethan Gu showed any murderous intent, and they all folded in the third and fourth rounds.
Jordan Wei knew that his level was limited, and he was prepared to lose millions when he sat down, so he played very relaxed, not paying much attention to his own cards, and focusing most of his attention on Ethan Gu and Darren Sun. After a few rounds of wins and losses, he discovered a pattern: if Ethan Gu's cards were not as good as Darren Sun's, then Darren Sun would win in the end; if Ethan Gu's cards beat Darren Sun's, as long as he didn't fold first, he would win in the end in the end.
Well, I set up the game specifically for him to win.
Jordan Wei was a little depressed for a while, but then he let it go. After another round, he threw away the cards in his hand and said, "I'm not good at this. You two can continue."
"Isn't that too modest, Mr. Wei?" Darren Sun replied with a half-smile, glancing at the chips on the other side's table. This made Jordan Wei glare at Ethan Gu.
"When luck is bad, gold turns into iron; when luck is good, iron turns into gold. Young Master Wei is lucky tonight. What do you think, Young Master Sun?" Ethan Gu answered slowly without changing his expression.
"Mr. Gu, that makes sense." Darren Sun stopped when he saw the good opportunity and laughed. Although he was targeting Ethan Gu, he didn't want to fight Jordan Wei at all. It was just that every time he targeted Ethan Gu, before Ethan Gu could react, Wei San would jump out and stare at him like a wolfhound guarding its food, "Mr. Gu, shall we continue?"
Ethan Gu nodded slightly.
Although he didn't want to play anymore, Jordan Wei didn't leave the table. He just sat in his original seat and watched the next game.
The speed of the next round of poker became noticeably faster. Ethan Gu never turned over his hidden cards once, and sometimes even folded in the first round. From the perspective of the game, Darren Sun won more; but if you really count the chips, the difference between the two people who won and lost more than 20 rounds was only about 100,000. With the minimum bet of 10,000, this number was abnormally low.
Another round ends.
Darren Sun won the tenth game in a row. He smiled and said, "It's perfect. Thank you, Mr. Gu, for this good start."
Ethan Gu turned the white jade bracelet on his left wrist. This bracelet was indeed attractive. When he did this, not only the people around him who were watching the game, but also Darren Sun, who was sitting opposite him, could not help but move his eyes. He ignored the reactions of the people around him and said to Brandon Chen, who was acting as a temporary dealer, "Continue."
Another round begins.
Two hole cards and three community cards. Ethan Gu and Darren Sun did not call the bets, but kept raising the bets. After four rounds of betting, they compared the cards. Darren Sun took a look at the hole cards and threw them out with a smile: "This hand is not good."
"Three of a kind." Ethan Gu then turned over his hole cards, three Qs and two single cards.
Brandon Chen, who was dealing the cards, quickly counted the chips on the table. One hundred and eighty thousand for one round! He secretly clicked his tongue, glanced at Darren Sun and Ethan Gu who didn't take it seriously at all, and continued dealing the cards.
Two pairs, three of a kind, straights, flushes, or even a loose hand. In the next few rounds, no matter what kind of cards Ethan Gu got, Darren Sun would always be worse. After five rounds, Darren Sun drank a glass of wine, sat up straighter, and waved to Brandon Chen: "Continue."
Ethan Gu was still turning the bracelet on his left wrist, which attracted Darren Sun to take a special look.
Once again, five innings ended.
Lost ten games in a row!
Darren Sun managed to keep calm, but his expression was not as good as it was at the beginning.
The people who had been sitting nearby and watching in silence this time began to talk in low voices.
"It's a wicked wind tonight."
"What do you think the result will be? It's about a million now."
"Who knows? Just keep watching. These guys don't lack this little money."
Fifteen innings.
Twenty innings.
Twenty-five innings.
Darren Sun's hands were shaking as he touched the cards - he was so angry! He had never lost like this since he started playing! Luck? What kind of luck could make him lose 25 games in a row? Card skills? Even when he went abroad to play with those gambling gods, he was never beaten like this!
It was a trap set up for him to fall into. Darren Sun almost laughed out of anger. He didn't need the money, but he couldn't swallow this humiliation!
Another round was over, and Darren Sun threw out a hand of scattered cards. Just as Brandon Chen was about to reshuffle and deal, Darren Sun said, "Wait a minute." He took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and lit it. "Originally, I only planned to play a few rounds, but now it's dragging on too long. It's not good to let Xiao Chen deal all the time. Let's switch to a professional."
This sounds good, but considering the card game just now, who doesn’t know what Darren Sun means?
Anyone who can enter this circle, even if they are brought in by someone, must have at least a father who is at the ministerial level. To put it bluntly, everyone is the second generation of an official, and they are usually flattered by others. Who doesn't have a temper? Brandon Chen, who was holding the cards, immediately looked unhappy. He threw the cards away and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wei, I don't know how to deal the cards."
"Isn't it a good haircut?" Jordan Wei was in a very good mood now. "Thank you for your hard work. Take a rest for a while."
Brandon Chen forced a smile, but he was not happy in his heart. With his father's position, if he really followed him to the place, he could be honored as the "First Prince". He couldn't compare with the princes in the capital. Although he usually got close to them, he couldn't be so bad as to be used as a gun by others, right? What did Darren Sun think of him now? The real prince was sitting next to him, but he was not as arrogant as him! Thinking of this, he looked at Darren Sun with a not very friendly look.
"What's next? Mr. Sun, do you want to change your seat and table?" Jordan Wei curled his lips and gave Darren Sun a rare smile.
"Master Wei's suggestion is really good." Darren Sun also smiled, and then he said to the middle-aged man who had been sitting next to him and had little presence, "Go out and find a dealer, and then ask them to change a table and come in."
The way things were developing...the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Darren Sun did not even look at the expressions of the people around him. He was so determined that he did not believe that he lost to this extent today because of his card skills and luck.
To be able to do business well with the second generation of Beijing, the service and background of Guose Tianxiang must be top-notch. In just fifteen minutes, a new table was brought in, followed by a dealer wearing white gloves. He bowed slightly to everyone and began to deal the cards.
Darren Sun glanced at the middle-aged man who followed in, and when he saw the other party shaking his head slightly at him, he sat down and watched the dealer deal the cards.
In the first round of betting, Darren Sun bet 100,000.
Ethan Gu followed.
The dealer was about to deal the third card, but Darren Sun raised his hand to stop him. He looked at the white jade bracelet that Ethan Gu wore on his left wrist and turned from time to time, and said meaningfully: "Mr. Gu seems to like this string of beads very much. I wonder if it has any name?"
"What are you talking about?" Ethan Gu stopped spinning his bracelet. Then he sneered, took off his bracelet and threw it in the middle of the table, "Raise."
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