Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 210: That same move again, all in!

When Old Mo led them to the entrance of the Pujin Casino, the six Flying Tigers members were stunned.

Good grief, they thought they were here to do some kind of mission, but it turns out they're just here to gamble with them.

However, since Lei Luo was their superior, they could only keep their thoughts to themselves.

May and Susanna stood very professionally on either side of Old Mo.

Old Mo was dressed in an expensive suit, his leather shoes were shiny, and he had his hair slicked back. He looked energetic, successful, and domineering.

Two beautiful women stood on either side of him, a truly divine pairing; it was impossible not to attract attention.

Most importantly, he was followed by several burly bodyguards wearing sunglasses, making him look even more wealthy and domineering.

The casino's General Manager He, General Manager Huo, Ye Han, and several other partners all came out.

They came out not to welcome Old Mo, but to welcome Lei Luo.

They hadn't expected Lei Luo to come today. Upon receiving the news, they immediately came out to greet him.

Lui Lok's status in Hong Kong now is far greater than that of the former Chief Detective Inspector.

These bosses often go to Hong Kong, and offending Lui Lok is not a good thing for them.

So they came out.

Lei Luo smiled and shook hands with each of them.

Old Mo wasn't angry; he just stood there quietly watching. He wasn't concerned about President He or President Huo.

Yes, there was a Frenchman among them.

The foreigner shook Lei Luo's hand and said with a faint smile, "Hello, Inspector Lei, I am Bernic, a Frenchman. It's a pleasure to meet you."

When Lei Luo heard the name, he didn't react at all, shook hands with him normally, and chatted happily.

Old Mo stood to one side and smiled.

Normally, Lei Luo would introduce them to Lao Mo, but he didn't.

Because Lao Mo had told him before that he didn't like these pointless social interactions.

Bernick didn't know Old Mo, even though he had seen his picture, he still couldn't recognize him.

Because Lao Mo's name today is Lei Hua, and his attire is very different from usual.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the other party learned that Lei Luo had come to support Lao Mo.

Ye Han regretted it a little. If he had known that Lao Mo and Lei Luo had such a relationship, he would not have made this bet with Lao Mo yesterday.

However, there was only some regret. No matter what kind of relationship it was, it couldn't compare to a billion.

Soon, both sides entered the arena.

Today, the entire hall is closed for business. Instead, it has been converted into a viewing area.

There is an oval-shaped gambling table in the center, with seats for spectators on both sides.

Lao Mo and Ye Han sat at opposite ends of the gambling table, gazing at each other.

In the middle of the gambling table, there is a panel of referees.

Regarding the money matter, a senior bank employee came over to handle it for them.

They also acted as intermediaries, with each side putting up a check for one billion as a wager.

This check is guaranteed by a bank employee, and the money can be withdrawn from the recipient's account regardless of whether the recipient acknowledges it later.

The referee team was also hired from outside, and they were very professional referees.

The chairs on both sides were packed with people, most of whom were gamblers from yesterday.

They came here today to support Old Mo.

If the casino dares to do anything unfair, they will not only support Old Mo, but also spread the word.

There's no way around it; these people have become die-hard fans of Old Murdoch.

Both parties took their seats.

Behind Lao Mo stood two beautiful women, none other than Kara Hui and Ye Zimei.

As bodyguards, they would stand behind Old Mo closely, never leaving his side.

Ye Han didn't have any bodyguards; this was his home turf, so there was no need for them.

Ye Han smiled and spoke up, "Mr. Lei, quite the grand entrance today! I wonder if you'll cry if you lose?"

Old Mo smiled and said to the chief referee, "Chief referee, he has a card hidden in his sleeve. I demand that he hand it over."

"Gah..."

Ye Han's smile vanished instantly.

The chief referee looked at Ye Han and said sternly, "Mr. Ye, please hand over your cards so we don't have to search you."

Ye Han slammed his fist on the table in anger, pointing at Lao Mo and yelling, "Lei Hua, what the hell are you doing?"

When Ye Han moved, he had already moved the cards to a different position.

In fact, Old Mo just wanted to give him a warning; there was no point in exposing him.

It wouldn't be fun if we managed to get him to stop gambling now.

Old Mo shrugged and said, "Mr. Ye, you're so old, why are you still so easily angered? I was just joking with you. Getting angry is bad for your health, there's no need to make yourself angry."

Upon hearing his words, the chief referee glared at Old Mo: "Mr. Lei, please watch your words. You can't joke like that here. I'm warning you."

Old Mo shrugged and said, "Alright, let's begin! Mr. Ye, you decide what we'll play."

Ye Han smiled; he was confident he could win without even searching him.

He said, "We play Texas Hold'em here. I wonder if Mr. Lei knows how to play?"

Old Mo shrugged and said, "I can play anything. Anyway, I'm on a winning streak, and I win no matter what I play."

Ye Han asked, "Mr. Lei, how much risk do you want to take?"

Old Mo laughed and said, "Playing small stakes is no fun. I'm in a hurry and don't want to waste time on this kind of thing. I have to go accompany a beautiful woman later! So let's play big, let's go for ten million!"

The two beautiful women behind him gave him a disdainful look at the same time.

Ye Han did not object, but smiled mysteriously and said to the chief referee, "We've agreed, let's play all-in, with a stake of ten million."

The chief referee nodded and announced, "Alright. As agreed by both parties, we will play Texas Hold'em with a base bet of ten million. Each side will wager one billion Aomen Yuan, and the game will last for two hours."

When the time is up, whoever wins the most money wins. The side with less money loses their entire billion. Do both sides understand the rules?

Lao Mo and Ye Han nodded simultaneously, indicating that they understood and agreed.

"Alright, let the betting begin."

"The chief referee announced."

Skip all procedures.

Soon, both sides received two cards: one face-up card was visible, and the other was face down.

Ye Han glanced at the bottom card, which, like the top card, was a pair of eights.

Old Mo received an Ace as his face card, but he didn't look at his hole cards. He didn't even touch them, let alone look at them.

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether he looks at it or not.

Ye Han placed the cards on the table, smiled, and gestured, saying, "Mr. Lei, you have the prestige; you're in charge."

Old Mo chuckled and said, "I already said I'm in a hurry. Since I have such a big entourage, there's nothing more to say, let's go all in."

As he spoke, Old Mo reached out and grabbed the billion-dollar chips, then pushed them out.

Old Mo wasn't showing off; for him, it didn't matter what cards he had, he just went all in to avoid wasting time.

The room fell silent for a moment. Then, thunderous applause erupted.

"Good, good, Mr. Lei, well done! You truly deserve to be our idol."