They didn't even care about Pagani Wind God's 30 million…What really moved them was the 2% shares of Skysea Group that Yang Yishou held. This was a huge sum of money worth more than 10 billion.
It was just that this share was still in the hands of Yang Yi's fiancée in name. This was Yang Yi's betrothal gift, but once the engagement was canceled, this share would return to Yang Yi's hands…
This was what these people were plotting.
As long as Yang Yi gambled like crazy, 30 million was nothing. Even if it was tens of billions, he would lose everything…In order to achieve this goal, these young masters had planned for a long time. Now, they were waiting for the final draw.
"Since everyone is bored, I can't be weak. Continue…200.”
Although Yang Yi didn't know what these people's real purpose was, he came here to win money and vent his anger. If he didn't let these people bleed, would they really think that he was still that brainless wastrel?
There were a total of ten people on the gambling table, and this round was worth ten million in chips…
Perhaps this amount of money was far from enough to make their hearts ache, but they could not feed Yang Yi in the first round, so they began to look at the cards.
"Abandoned!"
The one with the smallest hand folded.
"I also gave up…"
Some people hesitated for a moment and finally chose to fold. It was really because the cards in their hands did not have the conditions to continue betting.
"I'll follow you, 400!"
Of course, there were also some people who felt that the cards in their hands could be gambled, so they naturally continued to bet.
Thus, in this round, six people forfeited, but there were still three people who chose to call.
"Keep it down for 200."
Yang Yi didn't mind and continued to fish like a kitten. Anyway, with the hyperspectral lens, it didn't matter whether he looked at the cards or not. He could win with fewer, so why bother looking at the cards?
"Fold!"
"Call, 400!"
However, Yang Yi's actions were quite disgusting. Seeing him continue to be depressed…Although they knew that Yang Yi was always like this, there were still two people who took a look and eventually folded.
"You guys are really too weak. It's only the third round and there's already no one…"
Seeing this scene, Yang Yi did not hold back and complained," Young Master Song, you're really awesome. You can even accompany me until the end! Then let's continue…500.”
"Young Master Yang is really imposing…"
Song Lian couldn't help but praise him, but his eyes were filled with disdain. He threw a stack of chips and said," But I don't dare to play like this with a big shot like you. 1,000. I'll show you your cards…"
"They're starting to play? Boring…"
Yang Yi pretended to be dissatisfied.
Then, he pretended to be a gambler, bragging and shouting. Finally, he revealed the pair of aces and even muttered in dissatisfaction.
"Young Master Yang is really lucky…"
Seeing Yang Yi's Ace, Song Lian couldn't help but click his tongue. He was speechless as he stamped his own card.
"You won?"
Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, but he immediately became extremely happy. As he collected the chips, he shouted excitedly," Haha, we actually won…Not bad, not bad! The opening is quite perfect!"
Just like that, Yang Yi won 31 million, doubling the amount of chips in his hands.
The bet continued…
Yang Yi's cards were sometimes good and sometimes bad, but with the hyperspectral lens, he could lose less and win more…It was just that he had to put on all kinds of acting in every round, which made him a little tired.
After all, if he went too far, it would be easy to scare away these fat sheep.
When he lost, he lost three to five million in one round.
When he won, he won at least 20 to 30 million, and at most 200 million…
As they played, the chips in the hands of these nine people were slowly gathered in Yang Yi's hands. Some of them even wrote several checks to exchange for chips.
For example, Song Lian had lost more than 200 million to Yang Yi, while Wang Liang was even worse off. He had lost more than 300 million alone, and his face had turned purple.
"Hey, everyone, you don't have any chips left…"
"I seem to have won nearly a billion yuan. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's indeed good luck!”
"Hahaha, cool…"
Looking at the ugly expressions of the surrounding young masters, Yang Yi could not help but laugh wildly. His tone was quite arrogant.
"Young Master Yang, we're not even there yet…"
"With your current luck, if you don't win two or three billion, it'll be a loss…"
"Brothers, if you want to play, you can't be too stingy…I'll exchange another 500 million in chips!”
Song Lian's expression wasn't very good, but when he saw Yang Yi's arrogant appearance, he calmed down and expressed himself very heroically.
He knew very well that Yang Yi had gone crazy from gambling.
When he won, Yang Yi was naturally extremely arrogant, but once he started to lose, he would be like those crazy gamblers who did not care about anything.
"Give me 500 million too!"
Wang Liang was also very rich now. In addition, he had lost the most. Not only did he want to recoup his losses, but he also wanted to cut a bigger piece of the cake in the future.
"Give me 200 million too…"
"Give me 300 million."
"I want 300 million too."
The other young masters seemed to have received the signal to attack. They no longer frowned or looked miserable. They clamored to exchange for more chips.
In just a few minutes, the chips on the table had gone from one billion to four billion…and from the looks of it, these people seemed to be able to exchange for more chips at any time. The money was not money at all, but waste paper.
The chips had been exchanged, and the game continued…
Yang Yi continued to use his previous strategy, steadily losing less and winning more, slowly increasing the chips in his hands until he won all these people.
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