However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment often is.
Ling Chen revealed his hidden cards, totaling eighteen points. Though not high, it was enough to beat Li Gang.
In a blink, Ling Chen's plate welcomed another thirty-plus million.
Looking at the chips piling up in front of him, a smile blossomed on Ling Chen's face. It seemed Hu Fei was right; this really was the fastest way to make money. In such a short time, not only had he made the needed forty million, but he also had several million surplus, enough to assemble a production line.
"Let's continue," said Ling Chen with a smile as he glanced at Li Gang.
"Don't be smug, those last two rounds were just dumb luck," Li Gang said coldly.
But even if it was dumb luck, it was still luck. And blackjack is all about luck. Seeing Ling Chen win two rounds in a row, the people following his bets had halved, leaving only over ten million in front of Li Gang.
