C5

The little bodyguard's action of picking up the cards was very special. When her slender and shapely fingers touched the remaining 20 cards on the table, her palm would slightly press down, gently lifting it up and sending the cards out. However, the little bodyguard was not a dealer, so this small action was like a child's prank. It was as if when the card was turned, the card was blown, and the card automatically disappeared.

After the little bodyguard dealt the cards, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Quan and Chu Lingfeng with a blank expression. Then, as if he had just awoken, he pointed at Zhang Quan's cards: "10: 8, Boss Zhang, speak."

A sentence that was ten to eight times bigger caused the several professionals present to be unable to hold back their laughter. The pretty female dealer was reserved and she bit her red lips to hold it in.

The little bodyguard secretly glanced at Chu Lingfeng, thinking that he would mock him like the others, but Chu Lingfeng's performance was even more disappointing than mocking him. Chu Lingfeng only maintained his usual elegant demeanor, drinking the coffee in his hand with a smile that wasn't a smile, and didn't have the intention of raising his eyes to look at him … Disappointment flashed across his shiny eyes as the little bodyguard turned to look at Zhang Quan. "Boss, it's your turn to call out a bid."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!" "Am I your boss, or are you my boss!" Zhang Quan was just thinking about how many chips he had offered when he was prompted by the little bodyguard. His face immediately turned dark, pointed at the little bodyguard's head and cursed: "What a f * cking idiot, go back, laozi will fire you!"

The atmosphere instantly turned cold. Everyone stopped laughing as they stared at Zhang Quan, who was cursing.

Chu Lingfeng didn't have any reaction. He raised his head and glanced at the little bodyguard. He lowered his head without saying a word. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he cast a small shadow on his eyelids, making people feel pity for him.

"I'll follow as many chips as you have. How about we decide the win or loss in one game?" Chu Lingfeng tapped his fingers on the card gently, one after the other. It was neither fast nor slow, as if he was playing a piece of music. From the inside to the outside, it gave off a sense of elegance.

Zhang Quan was waiting for Chu Lingfeng to say this. He will win this round, and he will win it for sure. The only thing he can do is to provoke Chu Lingfeng and win it by ten. Zhang Quan chuckled twice. His originally small eyes narrowed into a line as he said with a sharp glint in his eyes, "Are you sure you want to pay me one to ten?"

"Of course, everyone here can testify." Chu Lingfeng pointed at the crowd with a smile. His gentle and refined face did not have the cunning of a merchant at all.

"Good!" "Then I'll do it!" Zhang Quan pushed all of the one million chips in front of Director Zero out. He slammed the table with his big hand and roared out in a heroic manner.

Chu Lingfeng laughed and snapped his fingers. "I will, I will look at my cards."

Looking at the chips piled on the table, Zhang Quan's eyes lit up with a green light. One to ten, right now both sides were betting almost one million and five hundred thousand. Just this round alone, that big blabber brat was going to lose fifteen million net … Zhang Quan's hands trembled with excitement as he held the card up.

The little bodyguard lowered his eyes and glanced at Chu Lingfeng's card. He didn't have any intention of looking at the card, his long and powerful fingers were still tapping on the card.

"What's your name?" An extremely gentle voice came from the side of his ear. The little bodyguard was startled and quickly looked away: "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

"It's alright. You kept peeking at me?" Chu Lingfeng smiled without the slightest bit of anger.

"..." "Tang Chen, my name is Tang Chen." The little bodyguard didn't look up. Chu Lingfeng only saw his thick long eyelashes flicker, as if he was trying his best to suppress his nervous mood.

"Tang Chen …" Chu Lingfeng softly said. His low and gentle voice matched the name, unexpectedly making it sound good to hear.

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