At that moment.
Only three people remained at the gambling table.
Zhang Wei, a bald man, and a middle-aged man with a corpulent body.
They formed a tripartite standoff.
"Two hundred thousand!" the corpulent middle-aged man tossed a few chips, a faint smile on his face that made it hard to gauge his depth.
"Yo!" the bald man grinned, "Is this running into a leopard? Interesting, interesting. I'll also match two hundred thousand."
Zhang Wei took a puff from his cigar, confidently saying, "I'll match as well!"
He knew.
The cards of the other two might be strong, but to him, all cards were inferior in his presence.
Of course.
This did not rule out the possibility that one of them might be bluffing.
Because in Exploding Kittens before revealing the cards, nobody knew what cards the opponent had, which meant that some, despite having poor hands, could still frighten some into folding due to their impressive demeanor.
"Two hundred thousand."
"Match!"
