Chapter 7 Feng Chou, the Ghost's Sorrow

"Kid, are you crazy?!"

Seeing that Wei Shuyu had bet all on the leopard again, the gamblers who had bet on big or small couldn't help but twitch their eyes.

If they win all three (leopards), they will lose money.

This is fucking going against them!

"None of your business," Wei Shuyu retorted without turning his head.

“Exactly, exactly…” Choi Shin-ki immediately jumped out to defend Wei Shu-yu: “If you’re afraid, don’t bet. You’re all cowards. Do you know what it means to be bold and timid? That’s exactly what you trash are talking about.”

Turning his head, Choi Shin-ki whispered to Wei Shu-yu, "Brother, isn't this a bit too brutal?"

"Stay calm."

"oh."

Choi Shin-ki stared intently at the dice cup.

"Place your bet now, open!"

After everyone had placed their bets, the burly 'dealer' lifted the dice cup.

"Five, five, five! Kill all the leopards!"

Wow.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

I won again! I actually won again!

Hitting one hand is understandable, but hitting two hands of the same suit twice in a row is something to be amazed by.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were filled with fervent admiration as they looked at Wei Shuyu.

If you bet with him, you can get rich!

In front of Wei Shuyu, there were five more strings of copper coins, plus 400 cash.

"Big Brother is mighty! Big Brother is awesome!"

Choi Shin-ki fawned over him, clutching the copper coin to his chest, his face brimming with excitement.

"This young master has good luck."

Manager Huang Yunlou came forward to greet them.

At this point, he had no choice but to show up.

There were fewer con artists in ancient times, but that doesn't mean they didn't exist.

Although Wei Shuyu only won two rounds, it was clear from his betting style that he was using cheating techniques.

"What is it?" Wei Shuyu raised an eyebrow.

"No."

Manager Huang Yunlou smiled.

"Then let's continue."

"Okay, continue..."

Manager Huang Yunlou agreed, but when he glanced at the burly 'croupier,' he secretly gave him a meaningful look.

The dealer understood and secretly switched three dice when he closed the dice cup again.

These are three dice with added mercury; he can get any number he wants.

Therefore, there will absolutely be no leopards appearing in the future.

"Please place your bet!"

The dealer pressed the dice cup, indicating to everyone to place their bets.

"Little Jiji, bet everything on big!" Wei Shuyu ordered.

ah?

"Big brother, isn't this inappropriate?" Choi Shin-ki replied timidly.

He had barely received the money and hadn't even had a chance to enjoy it yet.

"Oshida!"

Seeing that Wei Shuyu was determined to do so, Cui Shenji had no choice but to place his bet.

Splash...

But the betting did not stop there.

Everyone has seen Wei Shuyu's gambling skills; he won when he bet all on three of a kind, let alone betting all on big or small.

If you don't make money now, when will you?

Apart from a few stubborn old gamblers, everyone else bet on big!

The 'croupier's' face had already turned a purplish-brown.

Since the dice were filled with mercury, he naturally knew what the numbers on the dice were.

His hands trembled when he saw everyone betting their money on the big bet.

"Why haven't you opened the pot yet!"

Seeing the dealer standing there in a daze, the gamblers began to urge him on.

The croupier looked nervously at Manager Huang Yunlou.

Manager Huang Yunlou also had a gloomy face. He had already guessed the outcome, but now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to proceed, otherwise he would ruin Huang Yunlou's reputation.

"open!"

As his deep voice rang out, the 'dealer' lifted the dice cup.

"Four, five, five, fourteen points, big!"

boom.

A roar erupted in the arena, and everyone cheered, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Pay back money."

"Yes, pay up quickly."

The gamblers turned their attention to the 'dealer'.

This time, the bets totaled over a hundred strings of cash, and the payouts, though in small amounts, took quite a while.

For amounts exceeding ten strings of cash, slips stamped by Huang Yunlou would be used instead, just like chips in later generations.

There was another note in front of Wei Shuyu.

"Big brother..." Choi Shin-ki's eyes flickered, his eyes were blurry with tears, and he looked like a little fangirl.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a penis, he might have even offered himself to her.

"Young master, shall we continue?"

Manager Huang Yunlou approached Wei Shuyu with a disdainful sneer on his lips.

He had already determined that Wei Shuyu possessed the ability to listen to dice, but he was not afraid at all.

Being able to manage a gambling den, his gambling skills are equally impressive.

"You still let me play?" Wei Shuyu replied in surprise.

In my past life in Las Vegas, whenever someone displayed obvious cheating skills, the casino manager would pay a large sum of money to get rid of the cheater.

Who dares to be provocative like this manager Huang Yunlou? Does he think he has too much money?

"The gambling den is open for business; we fear no one who comes."

Manager Huang Yunlou twirled the ring in his hand.

"Oh," Wei Shuyu replied casually.

He came here only to earn back those two hundred kan for Choi Shin-ki.

I thought that by showing off my cheating skills, the other party would obediently return the money, but who would have thought they would get even more excited.

"What did the young master say?" Manager Huang Yunlou frowned. Wei Shuyu had ignored him time and time again, which made him very angry.

"Isn't gambling a place where I can play whenever I want? Why are you being so annoying?" Wei Shuyu retorted impatiently.

"Yeah, why are you so long-winded? Don't you know you're disgusting?"

Seeing that Wei Shuyu was unhappy, his little fanboy Cui Shenji immediately stepped forward, staring at Huang Yunlou's manager with an unfriendly gaze.

"Get out of here, don't interfere with our money-making."

"Keep going, keep going, I'll make it all back soon."

"I didn't bet last time, I have to make up for it this time..."

With Wei Shuyu leading the way, the gamblers became bolder and began to clamor in dissatisfaction.

Manager Huang Yunlou's face darkened; he was furious to the extreme.

But he knew he couldn't afford to offend the public, so he immediately put on a smiling face again.

“Alright, continue.” Manager Huang Yunlou nodded: “However, I will roll the dice myself next.”

He waved his hand, dismissing the 'dealer,' and stood in front of the dice cup.

What?

The gamblers were terrified.

His previous arrogant attitude vanished immediately.

"What's wrong?" Choi Shin-ki asked, puzzled. He pulled over a sleazy-looking gambler next to him and asked, "Is he very good?"

"It's more than just powerful," the gambler stammered. "Even ghosts would be troubled by Feng Chou!"

Speak like a human being!

*Smack*

Choi Shin-ki, imitating Wei Shu-yu, went straight for Qiao with his head full of dung.

I must say, it actually feels quite nice to the touch.

No wonder my older brother likes to knock on me so much.

"Anyone who gambles with him will go home worried," the gambler replied tremblingly.

Why are you worried?

"Because we lost everything."

"Oh ho? You've got guts."

After shoving the gambler aside, Cui Shenji fawned over Wei Shuyu, saying, "Brother, his name is Feng Chou, nicknamed 'Ghost-Fearer.' The origin of that nickname..."

“I’m not deaf.” Wei Shuyu rolled his eyes.

The two were only half a meter apart; how could they not hear each other at such close range?

Splash...

While the two were talking, Feng Chou began shaking the dice cup, performing a series of flashy displays...

*Smack*

Feng Chou pressed the dice cup down on the table.

He extended his hand and invited, "Gentlemen, please place your bets..."

But when he extended the invitation, his eyes were fixed on Wei Shuyu.