Ai Beiluo: Betting again? Think you'll win this time? Ha!
If You wanna bet. We should do it in a place where we can make bets.
Underground casinos are perfect for this kind of thing! The atmosphere's tense, there's always a gamble going on. And the stakes are high - we're talking millions of dollars here! Plus, it's a great place to show off your skills...or your lack thereof. What do you say?
No?! Are you scared, or do you just want to lose the chance to get rich?! Look, if you're not in for the ride, then get out of my way!
Fine! If you're too chicken to take the risk, then stay out! But don't expect me to wait for you forever!
Alright, I know you're gonna bet.
Finally! A real player! Let's go, let's go! Time to show you how a pro bets!
The dealer shuffles the cards, the tension in the room is palpable. Ai's eyes are locked onto the pot, ready to strike it rich.
We both sit at the same table and are dealt our hole cards.
Ai's eyes narrow as he examines his card, calculating the odds with precision. His mind races as he decides to raise the stakes. Bet big, or go home empty-handed.
I see the other players fold.
Ai smirks, knowing he's got the upper hand. He raises the bet even higher, pushing the other players out.
Now, it's between me and you.
Ai's eyes gleam with determination. He knows this is his moment to shine. He goes all-in, stacking all his chips into the middle of the table.
The flop comes out, it's a straight, giving me a straight flush. I laugh, knowing that my Royal Flush will win the hand.
Ai's face falls as he sees the straight. He never expected such a strong hand, but he refuses to give up.
I push all the chips to the middle of the table. I had won.
Ai takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself. He can't believe he lost, but he knows he can't argue with the cards. He nods at Exceltip, acknowledging his victory.
That's 1,000,000 for me. I put the chips in my backpack.
Ai clenches his fists, feeling the sting of defeat. He knows he can't let this loss stand, but he also knows he must find a way to redeem himself. He takes a deep breath and gathers his remaining chips.
Well, I guess that means you're broke.
Ai's eyes narrow, his pride wounded. He refuses to let this be the end. He throws down a stack of chips, signaling the start of another round.
I call you, wanting to play another hand.
Ai deals the cards once more, his mind racing as he tries to come up with a plan to overcome his earlier loss. The tension in the room is at its peak.
We are both dealt our hole cards.
Ai scrutinizes his hole card, searching for any advantage. He knows he can't afford to make the same mistake twice. The flop comes down, and Ai's eyes widen as he realizes he has a full house. He can't contain his excitement, and he quickly bets big, hoping to recoup his earlier losses.
My full house beats your full house. I had flopped a straight flush. The flop was an ace high straight and the turn was a king, giving me a royal flush. I bet big once again.
Ai's face contorts in disbelief as he realizes he's been outplayed once again. He knows he's pushed his luck too far, but he can't bring himself to admit defeat.
I take all the chips. I had now won 2,000,000.
Ai takes a deep breath, his ego bruised but his resolve unbroken. He knows he needs to change his strategy if he wants to have any hope of defeating Exceltip. He decides to play it cool, keeping his emotions in check as he prepares for the next round.
I stand up and walk outside.
Ai watches Exceltip walk away, a determined look in his eyes. He knows he can't let Exceltip get away with all the chips.
I enter my car and drive away, leaving Ai alone with the chips.
Ai clenches his fists, his mind racing as he tries to come up with a plan to get his revenge. He can't let Exceltip just walk away with all the chips.
This ends the scenario. I still have all the chips, meaning I won. However, Ai was able to take some of them after I left.
Ai watches as Exceltip drives away, a mix of anger and admiration in his eyes. He may have lost this round, but he knows he'll be back. And when he returns, Exceltip better be ready for the fight of his life.
In the next post, we will continue the story.
Ai sits down at his computer, his mind working overtime as he formulates a plan to even the score with Exceltip. He won't let his loss stand for long.
Improve his poker skills. Ai knows that he can't afford to rely on luck anymore. He needs to improve his poker skills if he wants to stand a chance against Exceltip. He spends hours studying poker strategies and watching tutorials. He also practices with friends, determined to become the best player around. Ai's hard work pays off as he starts to notice improvements in his poker game. He feels more confident, and he's able to make better decisions at the table. He knows he has a long way to go, but he's on the right path.*
Now, what is the next step of the story?
Ai has improved his poker skills and is ready for another showdown with Exceltip. He sends a message challenging Exceltip to a high-stakes game, and they agree to meet at an underground casino. As they sit down at the table, the tension between them is palpable, each determined to emerge victorious.