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Everyone noticed Mo Ming entering the room, but no one had the time to pay him much attention. Mourning Lion smirked slightly as he glanced at Mo Ming before his gaze fell on the woman.
"I say, Flower President, you have two Jacks and a Red Heart Ten on the table, making you the weakest. I advise you not to continue; losing money isn't a big deal, but ruining your mood would be quite unfortunate," Mourning Lion said with a smile.
This woman was not someone to be underestimated. Anyone local would recognize Hua Shangxiang, the president of Lantern Festival under Hong Gang. Despite her seemingly delicate appearance, her hands were stained with blood just like Mourning Lion's; she was known as the Scorpion Beauty.
Hua Shangxiang smiled lightly and said, "Why wouldn't I continue? On the surface, I may not seem as strong as you all, but my hidden card is a Jack. Can three Jacks not beat your two Aces, two Queens, and two Kings? I'll bet five hundred thousand!"
Mourning Lion clapped and laughed, "Good, good! Let's hope Flower President's hidden card is indeed a Jack; otherwise, my account balance will increase significantly tonight. Deal the cards! Since everyone has chosen to continue, let's see where Lady Luck will land!"
The dealer quietly dealt the cards, starting with an Ace for Mourning Lion.
The expressions of the three gamblers changed slightly but quickly returned to normal. Their reactions were merely out of surprise; they were not worried about losing money. Although there were ten million chips on the table, that amount was nothing to them.
"Ha ha! Three Aces on the table! It seems Lady Luck is favoring me!" Mourning Lion laughed triumphantly and looked at Flower President. "Sorry, Flower President, but with three Aces, even if your hidden card is a Jack, you can't win... Oh, what a coincidence! Three Queens, three Jacks, three Kings, and three Aces have all appeared on the table. It looks like whoever has the best hidden card will win."
The dealer continued to deal the final cards: King, Queen, Jack. Now there were three Kings, three Queens, three Jacks, and three Aces on the table. Based on the visible cards, Mourning Lion had the advantage; as long as his hidden card was the last Red Heart Ace or if none of the others had Kings or Queens in their hands, he would surely win.
"Whoever laughs last is uncertain; I don't believe your hidden card is the Red Heart Ace!" said a middle-aged man with three Kings while puffing on a cigar. He looked at the cards on the table with some pride and said, "Lion Boss, it's your turn to speak. All in? If you dare go all in, I'll follow you!"
"Li Boss, I don't understand how you can be so confident. Let me tell everyone that my hidden card is indeed the Red Heart Ace. Those who are afraid can fold; those who aren't can lose money. I'm giving you good advice here; don't let my kindness go to waste!" Mourning Lion said with a faint smile as he pushed all his chips into the center calmly and declared, "I'm all in!"
Mo Ming observed Mourning Lion carefully. With his deep understanding of gambling techniques, he could tell that Mourning Lion's words were both true and false. It seemed like he was trying to play psychological games to provoke these three into going all in; Mo Ming knew without a doubt that Mourning Lion's hidden card must be the Red Heart Ace.
"This Mourning Lion should be quite something; his demeanor and style are similar to Yang Fan's—there's a hint of concealed malice in his smile. However, the murderous intent in his eyes tells me he's a ruthless character. One must be cautious when dealing with him; otherwise, one might end up in deep trouble!" Mo Ming thought to himself.
The middle-aged man was Li Jiahong, the second richest businessman in Sanpan City. He certainly wouldn't regard twenty million as overly significant. Seeing Mourning Lion so carefree in pushing all his chips forward made him hesitate not at all; he also pushed all his chips into play.
Li Jiahong took a puff of his cigar and said, "I told you, as long as you're willing to go all in, I'm in too! Lion Boss, I definitely want to see your cards!"
"Haha, I know my own abilities. My luck isn't great tonight. Forget about Lion Boss; even Li Boss's hand is too strong for me," the Young Man said with a bitter smile as he folded his cards. "I'm out. You all can play; I'm a bit tired and will head back."
After saying that, the Young Man turned and left with his remaining chips.
Just as the Young Man turned around, Mo Ming noticed something was off about his expression. He saw the Young Man quickly reach into his coat and pull out a handgun. It was obvious even to a fool that this guy was pretending to gamble; his real intention was assassination. From his demeanor, it seemed he had come to kill Mourning Lion.
Mo Ming didn't plan to intervene in this sudden turn of events. It wasn't his habit to meddle in others' affairs, especially without understanding the deep-seated grudges between them. He had no desire to help Mourning Lion eliminate a pitiful avenger.
A gunshot rang out in the room.
The Young Man slowly collapsed to the ground, a red mark of blood on his forehead.
Mo Ming had seen everything clearly. Just as the Young Man pulled out the gun and turned to shoot Mourning Lion, Mourning Lion had drawn his own handgun first and fired without hesitation.
The Young Man probably never realized when Mourning Lion discovered his intentions. Mo Ming understood that if Mourning Lion hadn't been aware of the Young Man's motives early on, the assassination might have succeeded.
Mourning Lion truly had some skills; from his alertness and marksmanship, it was clear that this man who mingled with the underworld was quite capable.
"If I had intervened just now, I suppose Mourning Lion would have shot me without hesitation?"
From this incident, Mo Ming gained a deeper understanding of Mourning Lion. He was meticulous and decisive; even knowing that the Young Man was an assassin, he wouldn't take the initiative to attack or inquire about who sent him—he simply shot him down.
"This..."
Li Jiahong was extremely frightened. It wasn't that he had never seen a dead person before, but because this Young Man was someone he had brought here. Now, this man was attempting to assassinate Mourning Lion. If Mourning Lion got angry, the consequences for him tonight would be dire. After all, Mourning Lion was a war general of Hong Gang; no matter how wealthy he was, he couldn't overpower someone like that.
"Li Boss, there's no need to say more. This matter has nothing to do with you. It seems this person is deliberately getting close to you to leverage your connections to approach me," Mourning Lion said as he put away his gun, looking at the trembling Li Jiahong. "Alright, this game isn't over yet. Flower President, it's your turn now. Will you stay or leave?"
Hua Shangxiang frowned and flipped her card, saying, "Stay? No way! Lion Boss, I'm not saying this lightly, but since you know this person intends to assassinate you, you should have had someone take him out earlier and dealt with it outside. Killing him here is bad luck!"
"He came to deliver money to me; why would I send him away?" Mourning Lion laughed heartily, revealing his card to Hua Shangxiang. "Flower President, don't be angry. Luckily for you, you're not staying; otherwise, you'd leave empty-handed. My card is indeed Red Heart A!"
The card in Mourning Lion's hand was Red Heart A.
"Lion Boss, your luck is truly incredible. I accept my loss wholeheartedly," Li Jiahong said, still shaken by what had just happened. He had lost all sense of winning or losing and just wanted to leave quickly to avoid any change of heart from Mourning Lion that could lead to trouble for him.
Mourning Lion gathered all the chips back and smiled, "The goddess of fortune has always favored me. Li Boss, your loss isn't unjust. I wonder if Li Boss wants to continue playing? If not, tonight's game will end here. I believe Flower President doesn't want to play anymore either?"
"Lion Boss, I've lost all the money I brought tonight; I'm done playing. I'll take my leave now while you and Flower President continue," Li Jiahong said as he hurriedly stepped away from this troublesome place.
"I'm not playing anymore; it's not interesting. I'm going back to sleep!" Hua Shangxiang covered her mouth and yawned several times before standing up to stretch her limbs. She looked at Mo Ming standing nearby and frowned, "You look unfamiliar here; is this your first time playing?"
Mo Ming smiled and replied, "Yes, it's my first time here tonight."
"Oh, you've got some guts! You didn't even change color upon seeing a dead person? What do you do?" Hua Shangxiang asked suspiciously.
How many people could remain so calm upon seeing a dead body?
"Hehe, can’t one keep a bit of personal composure while gambling here?" Mo Ming answered Hua Shangxiang's question with an air of nonchalance.
Hua Shangxiang smiled lightly and said, "If you don't want to speak, then don't. After all, this is Lion Boss's territory, and I have no right to inquire. However, I must remind you that if you plan to play any tricks, the person lying on the ground is your fate. You'd better think it through."
Mo Ming smiled without saying a word.
Mourning Lion, sitting down, laughed heartily and said, "Flower President, what you just said might be true for others, but it's definitely not true for him. Do you know who you're standing in front of?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Ming's heart tightened slightly, feeling a bit shocked as if his identity had been revealed by Mourning Lion. However, Mo Ming wasn't too afraid because he was confident that in this small room, he could take down Mourning Lion before anyone else could harm him.
"Then I would like to ask, who exactly is the person standing in front of me?"
Hua Shangxiang asked curiously. She had a very good relationship with Mourning Lion and understood him well; there weren't many people worthy of his respect. She wanted to know what kind of merit the young man in front of her possessed to earn such regard from Mourning Lion.
"Hahaha, quite a figure indeed! Flower President, you must be aware of our Hong Gang's recent events, right?" Mourning Lion stood up and walked over to Mo Ming with a slight smile and said, "His name is Mo Ming!"
When Mo Ming heard Mourning Lion reveal his name, he felt no killing intent because he knew Mourning Lion wouldn't do anything to him. Otherwise, Mourning Lion wouldn't have approached him to speak. If he wanted to act against him, Mourning Lion's fate would be nothing but death.
"Mo Ming? Who is that! I don't know him!" Hua Shangxiang said bluntly. From her expression, it was clear she wasn't looking down on Mo Ming; she genuinely didn't recognize him. It was understandable since she wasn't part of Hong Gang and had never heard of Mo Ming's name.
Mourning Lion laughed heartily and said, "You don't know Mo Ming? You must know Shura then? Flower President, Mo Ming is Shura. Now you should understand the identity of the person standing in front of you."
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