Jordan: I thought he was there to help me!

Chapter 28 Jordan, down to only his underwear!

"Yes, that's what I mean. I hope I can leave you some shreds!" Lin Tian never tolerated Jordan. Even when facing him in training, he wasn't afraid of Jordan, let alone in his area of ​​expertise.

"I call! I'll make sure you lose so badly you can only ride a bicycle to the gym from now on! Deal the cards!" Jordan shouted angrily, arms crossed.

Cole reacted quickly and immediately began dealing the cards rapidly.

One, two, three...

Gradually, Jordan's eyes widened, and he looked on in disbelief.

Lin Tian had a 2 as his bottom card, but he immediately received three more 2s, giving him a very strong hand: four of a kind.

On Jordan's side, although the first two cards were quite big and both were "colorful," they were completely out of sync.

He lost this round without any doubt.

"Want to play again?" Lin Tian, ​​who had earned 10, looked at Jordan. He was very relaxed at the moment. It was only 10 in one round, and he didn't take it seriously at all!

This calm and relaxed demeanor immediately caused Jordan's lips to twitch.

He felt this was a provocation!

A blatant provocation!

"Continue! Of course, continue! Deal the cards!"

Cole, who was standing next to him, quickly picked up the cards again and started dealing them to everyone.

In the first round, Lin Tian had the highest card, an Ace, so it was Lin Tian's turn to speak.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go all in." Lin Tian shrugged.

Then, he suddenly pulled out his hole card and revealed it—another Ace: "This one's for you guys, two Aces, giving you a chance to run away, Michael! Being scared isn't shameful!"

"Scared? I'm scared!" Jordan cursed, casually revealing his hole cards. Adding them to his deck, there was a 3 and a 4, both hearts: "I have a chance for a flush, a chance for a straight! I'm not afraid of you! Call!"

I'm hooked! I'm totally hooked!

At this point, Rodman, Pippen, and Cole obediently threw their cards aside, indicating that they were no longer playing. Even if they were stupid, they could see that this hand was purely about personal grudges, with nothing else involved.

Moreover, this kind of shooting style, where one shot costs 100,000...

Rodman, despite his extravagant lifestyle, didn't have much savings. He only earned around 300 million US dollars a year, and at best, he would only have a few hundred thousand in hand. This bet was a month's salary for him!

As for Pippen and Kerr, the two of them combined only earn about 300 million a year, they're both "poor devils," they're not going to go crazy with Lin Tian and Jordan.

When the cards were dealt to the end, Lin Tian won with a pair of Aces, and successfully won Jordan's $10.

Next, Lin Tian was clearly favored by Lady Luck; he had a great hand that could beat Jordan!

In this purely luck-based game of betting on the size of the hand, he actually beat Jordan ten times in a row!

Jordan changed the dealer several times during the process, from Kerr to Pippen, then to Rodman, and finally even assistant coach Clemens was brought in by Jordan to deal the cards.

But without exception, Jordan lost every single one!

In less than 20 minutes, he lost millions of dollars!

Even Jordan, even though he earns an almost ridiculous amount of money from Nike and other sponsors every year, is still losing so much that sweat is starting to trickle down his forehead.

If Lin Tian hadn't never even touched the edge of the cards from beginning to end, Jordan would have really suspected that the kid was cheating!

How can someone be so unlucky?

"How about we leave it at that?" Lin Tian could tell that Jordan was already a bit red-eyed from losing. If he said at this point, "Don't leave, let's play another 300 rounds, I'll beat you until you're nothing but your underwear," Jordan would most likely calm down and quit.

But if you advise him to stop playing, and then casually provoke him with a couple of provocative remarks... Jordan might even lose to Lin Tian in terms of his wife!

"Michael, if you don't play now, no one will say you're scared. After all, you're just unlucky. Let's do it next time," Lin Tian said, offering Jordan a comforting word with 'thoughtfulness'.

"Scared? I'm scared! Keep going! We have to keep going!" Jordan said, then suddenly remembered something: "But, we're not playing like this anymore! It's too boring. Let's play properly, we can't go all in like this anymore! I want to compete with you in skill."

"Comparing skills?" Lin Tian looked at Jordan, and in his eyes, Jordan's face now had four big words written all over it.

The Money-Giving Boy!

"Not bad, let's compare skills! I'll prove you're just lucky! Winning ten games in a row against me was luck, and taking that Spanish girl away last night was also luck!"

Seeing Jordan's aggressive demeanor, Lin Tian shrugged and asked, "Is there a limit to the bet?"

To Jordan, Lin Tian's words were practically tantamount to admitting defeat! This kid was scared! Jordan chuckled and said, "No limits! If you dare, I'll take 1000 million! Come on, Lin! Let's fight to the death!"

At this point, Pippen was the one dealing the cards. In the first round, Lin Tian received a King, and he spoke first again: "50 cents."

"How much did you say?" Jordan thought he must have misheard.

"50 cents, is there a problem? You said there's no limit to the bet." Lin Tian shrugged and continued to provoke.

Jordan glanced at his cards, cursed, and said, "I call, raise by another 1! Deal more cards!"

After another round of dealing, Lin Tian received another King. He looked at Jordan and, still with a provocative expression, said, "Add 50 cents to the ten thousand!"

Lin Tian's current thoughts are not as simple as just winning money!

In just a short time playing cards, Jordan has already lost a lot of experience points! This is much more than he loses during practice games!

This is a great opportunity, and Lin Da Guanren is ready to seize it and squeeze Jordan dry!

The more excited Jordan gets, the more experience points he gains!

Therefore, Lin Tian's provocations became increasingly unrestrained, relentlessly stabbing Jordan in the heart.

Unfortunately, so far, Jordan hasn't gotten anything good except experience points.

Looks like we need to poke even harder!

"Call or don't! You bastard, you only ever add 50 cents? Do you even know how to play cards?" Jordan snapped, annoyed. "Can't you play cards properly?"

"Is there a rule in Sohari that the raise must be at least a certain amount?" Lin Tian looked at Jordan, whose arrogant expression was really asking for a beating!

"No manners!" Jordan gritted his teeth, practically spitting out the word.

"That's good. I'll add 50 cents. Are you too cowardly to call?" Lin Tian raised his eyelids slightly, leaned back in his chair, and said, "If you're really scared, you can fold."

"Fold? Humph, I'll beat you to a pulp today, or I'm not Jordan!" Jordan cursed angrily.