"What the heck? No one's even revealed their cards and you're folding with two pairs? Do you even know how to play? I only have an Ace high!"

"You at least have an Ace; I've only got a King high. Folding with two pairs? This kid must have no idea how to play!"

"It's not that he doesn't know how to play; it's more like he must have a screw loose!"

Sarcastic remarks once again filled the air. In a typical poker game, two pairs were already considered a very strong hand; folding at the last moment was a criminal waste.

Hearing these sarcastic remarks, Tang Rou felt very uncomfortable, and her grip on Lin Feng's arm tightened.

Lin Feng turned a deaf ear to their mockery and calmly watched Song Cai, silently waiting for him to reveal his cards.

Expressionless, Song Cai revealed his two hole cards: both eights. Three of a kind!

Three of a kind beat two pairs. The room suddenly fell silent. Instantly, everyone looked at Lin Feng differently, their eyes filled with doubt and speculation. How could Lin Feng possibly have known Song Cai's hole cards were both eights? Could he see through the cards? they wondered.

"You got lucky this time!" Song Cai declared arrogantly, as if he had intentionally let Lin Feng win.

"My luck's always been good," Lin Feng retorted with a cold chuckle. In the previous hand, he had bet twice and called once. Including the ante, he had lost a total of eight hundred, leaving him with only one thousand two hundred in chips.

Wu Jun, serving as the temporary Croupier, collected the cards from the table, set them aside, and took out a new deck. He began to shuffle and deal...

Lin Feng knew he had the best possible hand this round: a six-to-ten straight. However, his upcard was too low, giving him virtually no opportunity to bet.

"One hundred. Little brother, dare to call?" Zheng Yiyi tossed down a red chip triumphantly. Looking at Lin Feng's pitiful seven of clubs, she asked with a smirk. Her upcard was the highest this round: the ace of spades!

"..." Lin Feng couldn't be bothered with Zheng Yiyi and tossed out his last red chip. Now, only a single green chip, worth one thousand, remained before him. He looked like he was on his last legs.

Everyone at the table shot Song Cai meaningful glances. They knew Young Master Song needed an opportunity to force Lin Feng to go all-in to soothe his frustration.

"That Old Hag seems to have it in for me. Did she have any previous beef with you?" Lin Feng whispered, leaning close to Tang Rou's ear during the betting. His posture was so intimate it looked as if he had impulsively stolen a quick kiss.

Lin Feng's sudden question stunned Tang Rou, and her face instantly turned crimson. After a moment, she whispered back, "Zheng Yiyi... she has a crush on Song Cai..."

Zheng Yiyi has a crush on Song Cai, who's pining for Tang Rou. So, Zheng Yiyi sees Tang Rou as a love rival and therefore hates Tang Rou's boyfriend... Damn, what a soap opera!

So I'm just collateral damage, huh? Lin Feng thought. But then again, taking a bullet for Tang Rou... I can live with that. He instantly felt a sense of balance.

The second upcard was dealt. Song Cai's new card gave him a pair of Aces. With great satisfaction, he tossed down a green chip, smirking at Lin Feng as he said, "Sorry, buddy. One thousand!"

Oh, putting on an act, are we? Let's see how long you can keep it up! Lin Feng thought, looking at Song Cai. A mischievous idea sparked. He feigned long hesitation before reluctantly, and with great solemnity, placing the green chip he'd been clutching onto the table...

"What an idiot! His upcards are a seven and a nine, and he dares to call a thousand? Even if his hole card is another nine, what good is a pair of nines? Song Cai's showing a pair of Aces!"

"Heh, I really want to see his hole cards! I'll call!"

"Maybe Lin Feng really can see through hole cards... I'll call and find out."

"He can see through hole cards? Bullshit! If he could do that, wouldn't he see everything? Why would I even bother wearing clothes?!" The speaker was none other than Zheng Yiyi. She was wearing a sexy, tight-fitting dress, her chest pushed up prominently, revealing a deep, pale cleavage that certainly looked impressive.

Glancing at the folds of fabric on Zheng Yiyi's chest, Lin Feng almost snorted with laughter. From experience, that 'good figure' of hers is definitely all squeezed and padded, he thought. No idea how tight that thing is, or how many layers of padding it took to get that effect.

Among the women I know, only Ye Lin is a true bombshell. Her curves are completely natural and spectacular, nothing like the rigid, artificial look of Zheng Yiyi's chest.

B-cup, tops! Lin Feng silently concluded after a careful assessment.

"Since Lin Feng is out of chips, the last two cards will be dealt directly. No more betting," Wu Jun announced, his tone light. He deliberately emphasized Lin Feng's name and his lack of chips, clearly prompting everyone to watch the unfolding drama.

"No more betting? Then I'll show! Two pairs!"

"Ah, I've only got a pair of tens!"

"King high for me. Just here for the show..."

The others revealed their hands. Excluding Song Cai and Lin Feng, the best hand among them was two pairs.

"I'll give you the chance to show first. Wouldn't want you to fold before revealing your cards—that'd be no fun!" Song Cai said to Lin Feng, a broad, 'considerate' smile on his face.

"That's exactly what I was thinking!" Lin Feng replied with a calm smile. "If I show first, they won't get to see your cards. That would be a real shame! You go ahead."

"Lin Feng, still trying to bluff me?" Song Cai flipped over his hole cards, revealing three Aces. He sneered at Lin Feng. "Psychological warfare is for players with roughly equal chips. I've still got over two hundred thousand. You think I'm scared of you? You haven't even looked at your own hole cards this entire hand! Pretending to be some kind of God of Gamblers? Think you can magically change your cards? If you want to keep playing, go buy more chips, and try playing honestly for a change!"

"No way! Three Aces?! Damn, Song Cai, you're incredible! I'm impressed!" The player with two pairs mucked his cards in resignation.

"Three Aces! That's a monster hand! Song Cai's on a roll! Three eights last time, three Aces this time—amazing!"

"No need to even see Lin Feng's cards now. With a six, seven, and nine showing, what miracle can he pull off? A straight? No way he's that lucky!"

"Yeah, he didn't even peek at his hole cards. You really think he has a straight?"

"Indeed, you're right! Psychological warfare is for players on a similar level! I have no interest in playing mind games with a Little Brat like you..." Lin Feng ignored the spectators' ridicule, addressing Song Cai with a jovial laugh.

Song Cai remained silent, but internally retorted, I'm a Little Brat? You look even younger than me! Aren't you a Little Brat too?!

Tang Rou's grip on Lin Feng's hand tightened further, her anxiety palpable.

Lin Feng turned, met her gaze encouragingly, and said gently, "Girl, would you like to help me show my cards?"

"Can I?" Tang Rou seemed worried she couldn't handle the pressure...

"Believe in yourself. You can do it!" Lin Feng nodded encouragingly.

Tang Rou finally summoned her courage. With a delicate, trembling hand, she turned over Lin Feng's two hole cards.

An eight of clubs and a ten of hearts!

A six-to-ten straight—beating three Aces!

Lin Feng had won!

"HISS... What in the actual hell!"

"Lin Feng's a true God of Gamblers! He won without even looking at his cards?"

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

Nearly everyone in the room was going wild. Even Tang Rou, who had revealed the cards, was flushed crimson with excitement.

Song Cai stared blankly, pointing at Lin Feng, utterly speechless.

Zheng Yiyi, her face a mask of disbelief, also pointed at Lin Feng and shrieked, "Impossible! You must have cheated! How could you possibly see through hole cards?!"

Lin Feng looked at the seemingly hysterical Zheng Yiyi and stated calmly, "34B. Three layers of padding."

Zheng Yiyi recoiled, stumbling back a few steps as she instinctively covered her chest. She stared at Lin Feng. "You... you really have Perspective Eyes?!"

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