Seeing this K, Chen Chuan felt a little sorry, but he did not regret it, because the possibility of the cards on the table forming a straight was too great.
“One million!”
When the Indian man saw the river card, a hint of imperceptible anger flashed across his eyes, and he directly bet 1 million.
The bald uncle laughed, and just when Shen Chuan thought he was going to raise the bet, he actually folded his cards!
Not only did Chen Chuan not expect this scene, but even the Indian man did not expect it.
"You're just fooling around!"
The Indian man breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon, he pocketed the chips.
After this battle, Shen Chuan gained a deeper understanding of the two men's card-playing habits.
At present, he has lost a small amount of three million, but he is not in a hurry because there are plenty of opportunities to make up for the loss.
The game continued, and the following games were generally smooth, with each of the six players making some gains.
The bald uncle seemed to have run out of luck, and in the next hour, he lost more than 20 million chips.
Zhang Miao played very steadily, but because of this stability, he lost millions.
The Indian man won the most, about 30 million, and the rest went into Florence's pocket.
She seemed to have a low presence, but in fact she had won a small profit of more than 10 million, and the old man also lost tens of millions.
Another round began. Chen Chuan didn't get any good cards and chose to fold.
However, what he didn't expect was that this game was so big!
On the flop, the chips on the table reached about four million. By the turn, the bald uncle folded, and the remaining four players pushed the chip pool to ten million.
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