Pointing, is like pushing people into the pit of fire...

"Haha, I want to see how you can beat me this time! I don't want it anymore..."

At this moment, Ye Ming was extremely excited. He didn't expect that the enemy card would be played again in the last game. Although it was not the 9 points that must be killed, it was already 8 points. If Qin Fang wanted to win, unless it was a blind cat.

A dead rat, let him find a 1-point poker card from among dozens of cards.

It's just that the possibility is too small, and the chance of winning is extremely slim. This has been fully demonstrated in the previous two rounds of competition, and there is no need to repeat it again.

At 8 o'clock, it was the dealer again. Ye Ming gave up the bidding decisively. He had already won most of his body, and he was just waiting for Qin Fang to blow his head, and he could collect the money!

"Cut the cards!"

Qin Fang seemed very calm. He just glanced sideways at Ye Ming quietly without even looking at him. There was no doubt that at this moment, he was full of contempt for Ye Ming and didn't seem to look down on him at all.

The beautiful dealer seemed quite surprised, but she didn't say anything, she just cut the cards again very obediently, and then dealt the cards to Qin Fang.

"A little! A little! A little..."

Qin Fang seemed to be a little excited while holding the supplementary card, muttering to himself, giving people a very nervous and urgent feeling.

The audience in the audience seemed to be brought into it, as if Qin Fang sitting at the gambling table with the last card in his hand was themselves, they also chanted along.

"Hahaha, don't dream, you can't get a little bit..."

What was different from the audience was Ye Ming. He was really excited at this time, as if he had won the victory and pocketed Qin Fang's one million US dollars in gambling money. Seeing so many people

They were muttering there, with deep longing showing on their faces, and he couldn't help but stand up and strike.

Of course he wanted to strike. You must know that Qin Fang is his opponent now. If Qin Fang really touches it, then Ye Ming will lose. This is not what he wants to see.

"1 o'clock! Come on!!"

Suddenly, Qin Fang suddenly jumped up, and then slammed the card in his hand onto the gaming table with a loud bang. The entire table seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and it was almost uprooted.

This means that the bottom of the gaming table is bolted shut with steel bolts, otherwise Qin Fang would really knock it over.

However, everyone's attention was obviously not focused on this. What really concerned them was whether the last card in Qin Fang's hand was an a, and whether he could make up 9 points to defeat Ye Ming's dealer's 8 points.

"It's a! It's really a!"

"1 o'clock, it's 1 o'clock!"

"Holy shit, I won! I really won..."

And when Qin Fang slowly took his hand away from the gambling table, dozens of eyes noticed Qin Fang's third card on the table, which was the a that everyone wanted to see.

Qin Fang magically reversed the trend at the last moment. With this ace, he successfully got 9 points, which was just higher than Ye Ming's banker's 8 points!

Qin Fang won!

"Hey, I will tell you today what is the real Chuqian!"
Chapter completed!