Young Man, You're a Little Impulsive

Seeing Ye Feng's actions, Fang Xingjia's eyelids twitched.

He took his pipe from the hands of a beautiful woman behind him.

After lighting it up, he took two puffs.

"Young man, you are a little impulsive."

"It's too hot outside. Let's end this early and go back to take a cold shower," Ye Feng said as he stretched.

Zhuang Xiaojiao immediately understood and massaged his shoulders and back.

Fang Xingjia smiled faintly. "Since you want to play big, then I'll play along."

Hua Zhiyong immediately dealt the third card to the two of them.

Fang Xingjia had the Jack of Spades, while Ye Feng had the Ace of Hearts.

Ye Feng's hand was bigger. He placed his bet first.

"A Jack of Hearts and an Ace of Hearts. Looks like I have a chance of getting a flush. Then let's raise another 20 million."

As he spoke, he pushed out 20 million in chips.

Fang Xingjia stared straight at him. "Young man, you're quite bold."