Heaven Defying X-ray Eyes

Ye Feng glanced at the table and, sure enough! Pan Long had lost to the other players—all of them had quite a few chips in front of them, except for Pan Long, whose stack was significantly smaller. It seemed like making a comeback would be quite a challenge, but fortunately, there was no set betting cap, so there was still a chance.

Although the difficulty was not ordinary, Ye Feng felt it was very challenging. The more difficult something was, the more interesting it became when doing it.

Because his chips were fewer, Ye Feng had to be very cautious; he couldn't gamble with the same kind of cards he had at the beginning. After all, if he lost once more, he figured he might as well go wash up and sleep.

Fortunately, his hand this round was not too bad—he was sure to win. It was just a question of how much he would win.

The other players didn't have good hands either, so they didn't place big bets. After one round, Ye Feng had only won about 500,000, bringing his chips in front of him back up to around one million. Although there was still some distance to go to win back Pan Long's principal, at least it was a good start.

Having a decent number of chips, Ye Feng felt much more at ease—he wouldn't find himself with good cards but no money to bet.

In the following rounds, the game was minor—the stakes were low. Ye Feng did win in between, but not much; altogether, he won about 500,000 in chips.

A new round had begun, and when Ye Feng saw everyone's hand on the table, he was completely shocked. This round was destined to be a fierce battle—it could be said that everyone had very good cards. The worst one was a straight flush, and all the others were sets.

Seeing such a hand, Ye Feng felt some excitement. It was with cards like these that one could win big money, and his hand was the best.

Indeed! After seeing their cards, the others said nothing and started to bet wildly, all set on going all out.

Only Ye Feng remained very calm. In order to win more money, he didn't even look at his cards and simply silently followed the others' bets.

"Holy crap, big brother, what are you playing at? You're not even looking at your cards?" Pan Long started to get unsettled as he saw more and more chips piling up on the table and asked worriedly.

"The enemy doesn't move, I don't move; this is called winning by remaining calm. Do you get it?" Ye Feng replied with a mysterious expression, answering spiritlessly.

"Damn it! I just can't read you." Rarely swearing, Pan Long did it this time. Although he was still worried, he ultimately chose to trust Ye Feng. What else could he do?

"This can't go on forever. I still have a million in chips. Let's just bet 2 million—win or lose, let's leave it to fate. What do you think?" Having seen the others still calmly throwing in chips, Ye Feng quickly suggested.

"Not a bad idea, alright, let's do it." Others thought Ye Feng's suggestion was good and agreed one after another.

"I have a straight flush. Reveal your cards and face me!" The man with the straight flush was the first to open his cards after everyone had placed their bets.

As the cards were revealed one by one, the expressions around the room were priceless. Everyone thought their hand was the best, but surprisingly, the others had even better hands. There was one straight flush, one set of twos, one set of fours, one set of sixes, and finally, only Ye Feng had not revealed his cards.

"Shit, that's huge. It's making me nervous." Ye Feng's acting was indeed top-notch. Despite knowing his own hand, he still pretended to be unaware and spoke as if it were all genuine.

"Damn! A set of tens, you're way too lucky, aren't you?" The one with the set of sixes, Scarface, exclaimed in shock when he saw Ye Feng's hand. He thought he would take all the chips, but then, miraculously, a set of tens was revealed at the end.

"Damn! I fall into your hands two times in a row and you think I can still play? Can't we just have a proper game?" While Scarface looked fierce, he actually enjoyed joking around. He spoke in a rather fluent manner.

"Scarface, don't blame the guy; blame your own bad luck." Seeing Scarface's frustrated look, Xu Fei teased him with a laugh. He felt that they would keep losing to Ye Feng, so he suggested a change of game. "Let's stop playing this; I can't beat him at all!"

"What shall we play then? How about we play Omaha?" As soon as Scarface heard the suggestion to switch games, his spirits lifted and he excitedly proposed, eager to change the game as no one was more frustrated or anxious for a change than him.

"Let's play Omaha. It's more challenging. No objections, right?" Xu Fei was very keen on playing Omaha, as it was his strength, but considering there were others, he smilingly asked.

"Anything is fine by me. I have no objections." For Ye Feng, what they played was insignificant. With Penetrating Vision, any game was the same for him.

Omaha, being a very fast-paced gambling method, came naturally to Ye Feng. In just a short time, he won all of everyone's chips, totaling nearly 40 million.

"Haha! What did I say? I knew I would win today. Didn't I call it? All four of you lost to me alone. Sweet! It's freaking sweet." Taking the checks from the four men, Pan Long laughed heartily. How much he won was not important to him; the joy of winning was what he truly relished.

"Cut it out! You're acting like you won it yourself. If it weren't for Ye Feng, kid, you probably would have had to return home stark naked." Seeing Pan Long gloating like a proud peacock, Xu Fei was the first to educate him.

"Exactly. We're just giving Ye Feng a welcome gift for our first meet, and you take it seriously." Scarface was even more shameless. Clearly outskilled, yet he pretended to have let Ye Feng win deliberately, which made Ye Feng despise him inwardly.

"Right, right, if Scarface was serious, I reckon I would have lost miserably a long time ago. Pan Long, you better stop embarrassing yourself here." Although Ye Feng inwardly despised Scarface, he wasn't foolish. In front of so many people, how could he not give face?

After the gambling ended, Xu Fei did not leave with Ye Feng and the others but stayed inside the clubhouse. Only Pan Long and Ye Feng walked out together.

"Here, brother, take this." This is for you." After getting Ye Feng into his car, Pan Long handed over three checks to him.

"What is this for? I don't want it." Seeing that Pan Long was giving him 30 million, Ye Feng quickly waved his hand, unwilling to accept.

He indeed needed the money, but he had to earn it back on his own, or else he would feel uncomfortable spending it.