Ignoring Mo Yundun's sarcasm, Yang Fan said casually, "Then take a look, what is your last card?"
A somewhat puzzled Mo Yundun glanced at the card in front of him that hadn't been flipped over before but was now turned face up.
The face, originally calm, suddenly looked as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes almost popping out onto the gambling table.
Indeed, that face-up bottom card, inexplicably turned over, was a 2, yes, a 2. Meaning Mo Yundun's five cards were all 2s, five 2s.
"This can't be, you... it's impossible..." This time, it was Mo Yundun's turn to angrily point at Yang Fan.
"What is impossible? Everyone is watching under the eyes of all. It's known that a deck of cards has fifty-four cards, excluding the two jokers, and from 2 to A, each number has four suits, fifty-two cards in total. Now, there are five 2s appearing. How can a deck have five 2s? If you cheated, the surveillance equipment knows best, do I need to say more?"
