At the dealer's command, the white man and the Arab reluctantly revealed their hole cards: a small full house and a two pair.
Wang Jike's heart had jumped when the Japanese man called his bet. Looking at the man's visible cards, he knew the odds were stacked against him. "Seven-to-Jack straight flush in spades!"
After announcing his hand, Wang Jike looked at the Japanese man with a sliver of hope.
The Japanese man slammed his hole card onto the table and roared with laughter. "You Huaxia People will never surpass us Japanese!"
With his hole card—the ten of hearts—revealed, his hand instantly formed a sequence. An eight-to-Queen straight flush in hearts, just enough to beat Wang Jike.
Furious, Wang Jike angrily flung his cards into the middle of the table, then collapsed weakly against the back of his chair.
Wang Jike stared at the greatly diminished stack of chips in front of him, hesitating. 'Should I keep going?'
