Since the stakes had reached over two million, there was no doubt all four players had good cards. However, Zhang Youze and another man seemed to realize that Chu Ge and Tan Qifeng had locked horns, so they shook their heads one after another and folded.
Finally, when it was time to show the cards, Tan Qifeng picked up the poker chips on the table, seemingly no different from before, and gave them a shaky tremble. The three cards in his hand instantaneously turned into four.
Just as he thought everything was flawless, cheating right under his opponent's nose without them noticing, and smugly thinking he could ruthlessly crush Chu Ge and show off, a large hand suddenly and unexpectedly grabbed his wrist.
Pain, excruciating pain, as if his wrist were clamped by an iron vice, ready to be crushed at any moment.
