Chapter 89: Guidance (1)
Chen Ran ignored him.
His left shoulder had already lost all sensation. Reaching out with his right hand, he pulled out his Cigarette Case and plucked a Cigarette with his lips.
He lit it.
Continuing to act completely unfazed, he bet the exact opposite of the middle-aged fat man. As time ticked by, the pile of chips on his side of the table grew steadily higher.
The fat man glared at him, realizing that if he let Chen Ran continue to exploit the situation like this, he would sooner or later lose every single chip. With a scowl, he stood up and left the table.
However, he had barely taken two steps before he sensed something was wrong. Turning around to look...
He saw that Chen Ran had also abandoned the gambling table and was trailing right behind him, counting his chips with a bright smile.
"..." The middle-aged fat man was rendered speechless.
For the rest of the time, whenever the middle-aged fat man went to play Show Hand, Chen Ran followed.