"Deal the cards!" Curry didn't bother to argue with Lin Tian, determined to beat him today no matter what.
After dozens of rounds, Curry's head was drenched with sweat, while Lin Tian casually smoked the ladies' cigarette he got from Bai Shishi, looking calm and composed.
Time and again, the Ace of Spades clashed against the Ace of Hearts, so much so that even the onlookers were astonished.
"You want to beat me? Why haven't you beaten me yet?" Lin Tian was fixated on the Ace of Hearts today. "No matter how you cheat, I'll stick with this card."
Curry felt sweat streaming down his body, and the number of spectators grew. He couldn't always get the Ace of Spades, relying instead on sleight of hand to produce it.
The more spectators there were, the more times he had to use his tricks, increasing the chances of being spotted. That was the fundamental reason for all the sweat.
"Curry, are you okay?" Durant patted Curry on the shoulder, his voice full of concern.
