The fat man's face twitched even more upon hearing these words, a bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead.
"Screw you, what companion? You're just a goddamn cheat!"
Chen Che smiled indifferently, "Buddy, your acting skills are lacking. I've watched you guys for dozens of rounds, and you're clearly working together with that tattooed woman who was sitting here before, covering for each other.
You've each sneaked three rounds.
From the start, you two set up the scene, deliberately revealing to others as if you had big cards.
Raised the stakes a bit, others folded, indicating you could steal that round, and when I saw the cards, I tossed in fifty thousand.
You noticed from the expressions of the woman beside me and the guys behind me that I didn't have big cards.
With your level of professionalism, you can easily catch those changing expressions.
So you concluded I was bluffing, is that it?
