Chapter 9: Shameless Feng Chou Suffers Another Crushing Defeat
Little did they know that Wei Shuyu was among those involved.
If he knew that the person in front of him was Wei Zheng's son...
Forget about gambling with Wei Shuyu, I guarantee I won't even let Wei Shuyu into the door.
Who is Wei Zheng?
He was known for his integrity and uprightness.
Let him know that someone is running a gambling den right under his nose, and he'll raid it in a heartbeat.
And the kind of person who wouldn't even give Li Shimin a second glance!
Anyone who dares to stop Wei Zheng from eliminating evil for the people will be threatened with death on the spot, and we'll show them by running into him!
"You're courting death," Choi Shin-ki sneered.
“Young Master Cui, I advise you not to get involved in this matter.” Feng Chou’s attitude became firm.
"What if I insist on interfering?"
Choi Shin-ki also lost his temper, took a step forward, and his domineering aura spread out.
“Since I, Huang Yunlou, dare to open a gambling den, the people behind me are people you can’t afford to offend,” Feng Chou retorted.
Oh ho?
Choi Shin-ki laughed in exasperation: "Since when can a dog make decisions for its master?"
Feng Chou's face darkened, but he did not retort.
Choi Shin-ki was right; he was just a manager, and continuing to argue would be disrespectful.
Even if Choi Shin-ki lets him go, the person behind him won't let him off easily.
“That’s enough, Little Jiji.” Wei Shuyu suddenly spoke up: “Since he wants to die, I’ll grant his wish.”
"Okay."
Choi Shin-ki immediately dropped his domineering aura and revealed a servile demeanor.
This change completely astonished everyone.
Even Feng Chou's eyelids twitched involuntarily...
It seems that among the children of the powerful and wealthy, there are still some I don't recognize.
just in case……
Feng Chou shook his head, not daring to think about it anymore.
"Ghostly laughter? Gambling is fine, but do you still have any money?" Wei Shuyu smiled and said, "I have over three hundred strings of cash right now. If I win again, you'll have to pay me ten thousand strings!"
Feng Chou's pupils suddenly contracted.
He really overlooked that.
"Yes!" Feng Chou thought for a moment and replied through gritted teeth.
He hasn't handed over his income for this month yet, but he can still scrape together 10,000 strings of cash.
"What if you still want to play after you've earned 10,000 strings of cash?" Wei Shuyu asked with a smile.
"I will not lose!" Feng Chou replied with a stern face.
"Forget it, if you lose anyway, this day next year will probably be your death anniversary." Wei Shuyu walked to the table and sat down.
"Brother, what does the anniversary of the death of the emperor mean?" Choi Shin-ki couldn't help but ask.
"He's just a manager. After losing 10,000 strings of cash, do you think the person behind Huang Yunlou will let him off the hook?" Wei Shuyu replied casually.
Choi Shin-ki suddenly realized.
The way he looked at Feng Chou was as if he were looking at an idiot.
Isn't it better to just live a good life?
He had to seek death.
No wonder the eldest brother left after winning 300 strings of cash; he was leaving the other side a way out.
Unfortunately, the other party is completely unaware of this.
"Let's begin," Wei Shuyu urged.
"good!"
Feng Chou responded and took a deep breath.
Swish...
He swept the dice cup across the table, and the three dice disappeared.
Splash...
The dice kept hitting the dice cup!
Bang!
He slammed the dice cup down on the table with a dull thud.
"please!"
Feng Chou shrugged and invited.
This time, no one placed any bets.
Because the gamblers all knew that this was Feng Chou's life-or-death battle, and even if they placed their bets, the gambling den wouldn't have the money to pay them out.
Um?
However, this time, Wei Shuyu frowned.
"Brother, what's going on?"
Seeing Wei Shuyu frown, Cui Shenji's heart jumped into his throat.
"It's no use, hahaha..." Feng Chou laughed wildly.
"What are you laughing at?" Wei Shuyu couldn't help but ask. "You're the banker, so it seems I can choose not to bet, right?"
Feng Chou's smile came to an abrupt end.
"No, this is a bet between us, you have to place your bet," Feng Chou shouted, seemingly insane.
"Heh... is that even a reasonable argument?" Wei Shuyu scoffed. "Then I'll bet a single coin?"
"No, you have to bet on the leopard!"
"There's such a rule?"
"This is a battle between the two of us!"
Are you sure you're not just fooling yourself?
"What do you mean?"
"You even smashed the dice, and there wasn't even a chance of getting a triple? You still insist that I bet everything on a triple?"
Wei Shuyu stood up and slammed his hand on the table: "Why don't you make Li Shimin give you the throne!"
What?
Everyone was shocked.
At first, they couldn't understand what the two were saying.
When everyone heard that Feng Chou had smashed the dice, they were all enraged.
If you're guessing a number and you smash the dice, at least the other person can guess 0.
But you've made it so that everyone has to guess the leopard, what's the point of betting then?
It's like an arithmetic problem: 1+1=2, but you insist that the answer is 3, and you stipulate that the only answer is 3.
You've already set the rules and the answers, what's the point of playing anymore...?
It's just self-deception and self-amusement.
"mean."
"Shameless."
"shameless."
Everyone glared angrily.
"Shall we start over?"
Feng Chou clearly felt that he had been a bit shameless.
"No need."
Wei Shuyu smiled and said, "To avoid you denying it after losing, let's settle this with this one round. All three hundred strings of cash are for the leopard."
"You...you're serious?" Feng Chou's pupils contracted.
"Brother, this won't do! Isn't this just giving him money?" Choi Shin-ki quickly tried to stop him.
"Yeah, let's start over, this round doesn't count."
"Young man, Feng Chou cheated, this round doesn't count."
“Yes, we’ll be your witnesses. If he dares to smash the dice, the game is over…”
Everyone began to speak out in support of Wei Shuyu.
"This round, all in on the leopard, open!" Wei Shuyu shouted in a low voice.
After that, no one tried to persuade him anymore.
Both of them are crazy, how can they stop them?
Feng Chou stared intently at Wei Shuyu for a while, and seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he still asked again, "I'll ask you one more time, are you really betting all on the leopard?"
“Yes, that’s right.” Wei Shuyu nodded again.
"good."
Feng Ang took a deep breath and then slowly lifted the dice cup.
When the shattered dice were revealed, everyone shook their heads and sighed...
It broke as expected.
However, when the dice cup was fully opened and people saw what was inside, they were so shocked that they were speechless.
The dice were shattered into more than a dozen pieces, with the broken edges facing upwards on each side.
Only the three sixes are crookedly facing upwards.
666, 18 points, leopard.
boom!
The scene exploded.
This is truly insane.
No one expected that this eleven-year-old boy could turn the tide even with the dice shattered.
Damn it, could this person really be the Dice Immortal?
Shock, cheers, congratulations...
Various voices rose and fell.
"Impossible, impossible..." Feng Chou staggered back a few steps, then collapsed to the ground with a thud.
"How...how did you do that?" Feng Chou's eyes were numb, but quickly turned into fear.
Wei Shuyu is simply inhuman!
Is it difficult?
Wei Shuyu shook his head and ignored Feng Chou.
There are thirty-six levels of gambling skills, the second of which is hitting a cow from across a mountain.
Back then, he had only reached the second level.
"Nine out of ten gambling games are rigged; gambling has no future. I advise everyone to quit gambling as soon as possible..."
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