Chapter 376 The Final Gamble!
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caught the attention of many gamblers.
In fact, Ryder's sudden winning streak had already puzzled them.
Tim's words served as a reminder for everyone present.
So they chimed in,
"That's right. I also suspect Ryder of cheating. He kept losing at first. How did he suddenly start winning?"
"Ryder doesn't look like someone who knows how to play Texas Hold'em. There's no way he could win like this."
"He must be cheating. If he's not, I'll eat my hat."
Seeing so many people backing him up, Tim immediately felt more confident and sarcastically mocked Ryder, "Ryder, we're old classmates. Cheating like this, isn't it too much? A person should maintain some dignity."
Ryder didn't care and responded to Tim with a shrug, "You can accuse me of cheating, but do you have any evidence? On the one hand, there's a dealer watching us. And on the other hand, the casino has surveillance. Blaming your losses on me is ridiculous."
Tim frowned at his remarks.
He had already anticipated that Ryder wouldn't admit it.
So he turned to the sailor-suited female dealer and asked, "Did you see Ryder cheating?"
The sailor-suited female dealer was not just a pretty face; she had basic professional competence. She smiled and replied, "Tim, I did not see Mr. Clark cheating."
Despite being aware that responding in this manner could potentially offend Tim, she understood that the worst-case scenario would be becoming a target.
If she didn't see any cheating, then she didn't see any. Lying to defame a gambler would be a serious offense that could jeopardize her job and even her safety.
"Hmph. Useless." Tim glared at the sailor-suited female dealer in displeasure.
He couldn't delve into it further in front of so many people.
Then he had the staff pull up the surveillance footage to look for evidence of Ryder cheating.
After about ten minutes, it was determined that there was no evidence of Ryder engaging in any cheating behavior based on the surveillance footage.
Instead, it showed Tim occasionally exchanging glances with Carol, which was somewhat against the rules of the game.
Tim and the surrounding gamblers all fell silent.
They felt very embarrassed.
They just couldn't understand why Ryder's luck had suddenly turned so good.
Actually, Ryder had learned many Texas Hold'em skills as a child, and card counting was second nature to him.
Therefore, purely in terms of Texas Hold'em skills, Ryder wouldn't claim to be on par with top professional players, but he was at least a professional. Against a mediocre player like Tim and a novice like Carol, once he made up his mind, victory was easy.
That was why Ryder chose Texas Hold'em for this bet.
Knowing Tim's arrogant and conceited nature, he was sure Tim would agree and would keep raising the stakes out of greed.
Ryder looked at the disgruntled Tim and said, "You only have $200,000 in chips left on the table. Why not call it quits? After all, losing continuously is quite embarrassing, and making money isn't easy."
Hearing this, Tim clenched his fists, his chest filled with boiling anger.
Having finally gotten a chance to get back at Ryder, he couldn't let it go so easily.
So, when Tim heard Ryder's kind advice, his eyes turned cold, and he put on a facade, saying, "Ryder, save your fake concern. I was just messing around earlier, letting you win a couple of rounds by luck.
Let me be frank with you, I used to be a certified professional Texas Hold'em player. Let's have a real match. What do you say?"
Ryder asked, "Are you sure?"
Tim nodded confidently. "I'm sure."
Ryder didn't refuse. "Then let's play one last hand."
The dealer started shuffling and then dealt the cards.
The dealer dealt two hole cards to each player, followed by the flop of the first three community cards. Tim got a pair of Aces and smiled smugly at his hole cards.
As the betting round began, the players started to reveal their strategies. Tim made a small raise to lure other players in. Ryder seemed to be deep in thought. Eventually, all the players called, moving to the next betting round.
The turn card was an Ace, making Tim's three Aces even stronger. Despite his excitement, he attempted to conceal it and proceeded to make another modest raise. The other players started to feel the pressure, Carol folded, but Ryder decided to call, showing his courage and determination.
The river card was a Jack. Tim was secretly delighted; his three Aces were almost unbeatable. He didn't hesitate to go all-in, pushing all his chips into the pot. Ryder fell silent, contemplating his cards and Tim's possible hand.
Finally, Ryder chose to call, pushing all his chips into the pot as well. Carol folded, leaving only Tim and Ryder. They revealed their hole cards simultaneously, Tim showing three Aces, while Ryder revealed four Jacks. The tension at the table was palpable.
In the end, the dealer announced Ryder as the winner. Four Jacks beat three Aces, shocking everyone at the table.
During this process, those who supported Tim couldn't help but worry and ask, "Tim, are you really confident?"
Hearing this, Tim showed a smug expression and replied arrogantly, "You might not understand what it means to turn $200,000 into $5.78 million.
Such a person was usually described with two words: gambling genius.
So it's not a problem for me, Tim, to turn $200,000 into $5 million."
Everyone gave Tim a thumbs-up
Just then, the cards were dealt.
Ryder then called for the landlord.
Tim picked up his cards and thought to himself, 'I'll set him up. This hand doesn't need to be called, he's doomed.'
Meanwhile, he said smugly, "Super double, make a fortune quietly."
Ryder remained calm. "I'll super double too."
Tim was stunned for a moment, puzzled. 'He's super doubling too? But no worries, his hand can't beat mine. Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, two bombs, very strong hand. If I could swap this King for a Jack, it would be a killer hand, but I can't swap it.'
Ryder played first. "Six."
Tim sneered, "Playing a single six, idiot. I'll play the King."
But when it was Carol's turn, she hesitated.
Tim was a bit anxious, thinking, 'Play a two to top him. Carol, hurry up.'
Carol finally chose to pass.
Tim was impatient and thought in his heart, 'Carol, you're not playing the King? Carol, hurry up. Carol, stop dawdling."
Ryder played a two.
Tim played a small joker.
Carol chose to pass again.
Ryder played the big joker.
Tim, looking smug, played a bomb.
No one could beat it.
Tim thought, 'Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.'
After a pause, Tim suddenly realized something and regretted it a bit. "Wrong play, I should've played the two."
Everyone chose to pass.
Seeing the number of cards in his hand decreasing, Tim felt even more confident, thinking, 'Pour Carol a cup of coffee, Get Carol a cappuccino. Pour Carol a cappuccino. Start your bomb show.'
At the same time, he played a two.
Carol seemed to sense something and played a bomb.
Doubling again.
Ecstatic, Tim almost shouted out, "Bomb him, bomb him. Beautiful."
Ryder also played a bomb.
Seeing this, Tim wasn't worried at all. Instead, he smugly said to Ryder, "Ryder, I've calculated, you should only have 17 cards left, right?"
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