"Phew! To win like that? Holy shit, don't they let anyone live? Could he really be the God of Gamblers?"
"Incredible, it's just too incredible, he actually won. That bet wasn't small, the house has to pay him over a hundred million, phew! It's really too thrilling."
Amidst the envious and resentful gazes of the crowd, the house paid Ye Feng over a hundred million in chips, and this action immediately attracted the attention of countless gamblers.
Hearing the exclamations from this direction, a swarm of gamblers came over to encircle them, wanting to see what miraculous thing had happened at Ye Feng's table to cause such a commotion.
With the house's payout, Ye Feng now held ninety million in chips. If his guesses were correct, after the next round, his chips would amount to somewhere around thirty-six billion.
That was what Ye Feng had in mind; his strategy was to make swift and decisive moves to prevent Xuanyuan Lang from having a chance to get here in time.
