Chapter 307 [307] It Should Start at at Least One Million, Right?

The man with a mole on the corner of his mouth laughed twice, "Yes, yes, your gambling skills are really good."

He said this politely. Normally, Tang Feng should be modest.

Who knew that his next words would be even more infuriating, "Actually, my skills are also average, it's your skills that are too bad."

At this moment, the faces of several people present fell, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

"Little brother, isn't it a bit too much for you to say this?" The man's expression also became serious.

It's okay for this guy to win money, but he actually mocked them, which is too much.

"I'm sorry, I'm a straightforward person. If you think it's too harsh, then I say sorry to you."

Although Tang Feng said this, there was no regret on his face.

It would have been better if he didn't say it. This made everyone present feel angry.

The implication of this sentence was as if he was saying that I was telling the truth, and you don't like to hear it because you are too sensitive.

"My dear brother, we all get together to play cards for fun. You don't need to make things difficult for everyone, right?"

"Yeah, winning money is fine, but what's the point of mocking others?"

"We let you join the gambling game for the sake of Boss Zhang. We don't like your sarcastic remarks."

"Isn't it just winning a few games? What's there to be proud of?"

At this time, everyone was angry and began to attack Tang Feng.

Zhang Fuchun sat aside, saying nothing.

He could see that Tang Feng was deliberately angering everyone.

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, it was better not to get involved at this time.

Tang Feng yawned and stood up slowly, "I thought this gambling game was so fun, but I didn't expect you guys were so poor and played so small. It's boring, too boring, let's go."

After saying that, without looking at everyone's faces, he prepared to leave with the 100,000 yuan he won.

"Wait a minute."

At this time, Fan Ziqiu, who had been watching the game, suddenly spoke.

Tang Feng's mouth flashed a barely perceptible smile, and he slowly turned to look at him, "Is there something wrong?"

Fan Ziqiu turned off the screen of his mobile phone, put it in his trouser pocket, and slowly stood up, "I think what you said just now was a bit too much, shouldn't you apologize to everyone?"

Tang Feng glanced at the people present and couldn't help sneering, "What's wrong with what I said? Their skills are just bad, and they really play small, what? Can't they tell the truth?"

Hearing that he was still continuing to ridicule, the people present stood up angrily.

"This kid is too arrogant. Come back if you dare. Let's continue playing. I want to see how good your skills are."

"You think we are playing too small, then tell us how big you want to play, and we will accompany you to the end."

"Boss Zhang, this friend you brought is too rude, isn't he?"

"I have never seen such an arrogant person. What is there to be arrogant about..."

Tang Feng successfully angered the crowd, and everyone began to criticize him.

However, he still showed a disdainful look and continued to ridicule.

Fan Ziqiu raised his hand to stop the crowd's shouting, his eyes fixed on Tang Feng, "You think we are playing too small, then how big do you want to play?"

Tang Feng had a rebellious expression on his face, "At least it should start at one million, right?"

"Hiss..."

The people who just scolded Tang Feng all took a breath of cold air.

"Did I hear correctly? Starting with a million?"

"Is this guy crazy? If it starts with a million, then he must lose millions in one game?"

"A few million is a small amount, tens of millions is possible."

"Crazy, he is absolutely crazy."

Although they are all people with a small fortune, a million is not a small amount for them.

And Tang Feng said that the starting bet is a million, which is far beyond their tolerance.

Even Fan Ziqiu couldn't help but frown.

Although he is the financial director of Yueya Entertainment, the funds flowing from his hands every month are an astronomical figure.

But he is just a passing god of wealth, and his actual salary is only hundreds of thousands, so he can't afford the kind of gambling that Tang Feng said.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Tang Feng showed a sarcastic look on his face again, "Not only are you poor in skills, but you are also a group of poor ghosts. You don't even dare to play a gambling game starting with a million. I won't waste my time with you on such a low gambling game."

After saying that, he walked out with a step that didn't recognize any relatives.

"Stop!"

At this time, Fan Ziqiu called him again.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Tang Feng had to look back again.

Fan Ziqiu's eyes flashed with gold, "I want to play with you."

"Wow..."

When he said this, everyone present was shocked.

"Old Fan, don't be impulsive. This is a gamble starting at one million. Can you afford to lose?"

"Isn't Old Fan usually quite rational? Why are you so impulsive today?"

"The main thing is that the guy is too annoying. He doesn't take us seriously at all. It's good to teach him a lesson."

"Yeah, if I can't take out so much money at once, I want to teach him a lesson..."

Fan Ziqiu ignored everyone's words.

He had been watching coldly from the side just now, and he also understood Tang Feng's strength.

Although he was indeed stronger than others, he was also limited.

He thought that he could definitely beat him with his own strength.

In his eyes, Tang Feng at this time was a pig to be slaughtered.

Especially the Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, which made him envious.

"What do you think? Do you dare to accept it?"

Fan Ziqiu was afraid that Tang Feng would give in, so he began to provoke him.

Tang Feng showed an unfathomable smile on his face, "Okay, tell me, how to play?"

"Let's play poker, and one round will determine the winner."

"No problem!"

Tang Feng agreed without any hesitation.

The two men then sat back at the gambling table, while the others stood aside to watch the game.

They were even more nervous than the two men at the gambling table.

This was a million-level bet, which was definitely a big gamble.