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The wealthy man surnamed Yao was a seasoned gambler, with decades of experience. He had almost never encountered a situation where he could get a triple right from the start. He had only intended to observe the first round, but who knew that Zhou Xuan and Yang Tiancheng, those two fools, would throw money away? Since they wouldn't take such a good deal, he wouldn't be polite and grabbed it. He won eleven million in the very first round, a fantastic start!

The man who had been shaking the dice breathed a sigh of relief, then reached out and gently grasped the top of the dice cup, carefully lifting it up. He was particularly careful with his movements to avoid arousing speculation or gossip among others.

Three sixes were clearly displayed before everyone. For a moment, everyone except Zhou Xuan and the man who rolled the dice was stunned.

The wealthy man surnamed Yao, who had placed the bet, stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Amidst the sighs of the other two and Yang Tiancheng's sudden exclamation of joy, he exclaimed, "Impossible!"

But what's impossible? The facts are undeniable: the dealer isn't accepting bets; it was Zhou Xuan and Yang Tiancheng who placed the bets. They hadn't even touched the dice cup; placing and accepting bets was entirely their own business. After letting out a cry, he slowly came to his senses, his face turning ashen. He had thought he could win eleven million in the first round, but instead, he lost a staggering five hundred million right off the bat. That's a 48-fold payout! He'd have to pay out a total of 528 million yuan.

The man rolling the dice chuckled as he collected the two million chips he had bet on Big or Small. After rolling a triple, all other bets were won by the house, except for the players who also bet on triples.

He earned a net profit of two million, while Boss Yao suffered the loss, and it was a large bet. The other two couldn't help but feel fortunate. If Boss Yao hadn't wanted it, they would have had the same thought and really wanted it. Eleven million in cash wasn't very important to them, but it was still a sum of money. For ordinary people, it was a dream figure that they could never reach in their lifetime.

Boss Yao's expression shifted. He wouldn't even flinch at losing ten million, but losing over five hundred million was heartbreaking, especially since it was so inexplicable. Since everyone knew each other, unless someone cheated, he couldn't find any evidence. He had to pay the money back, otherwise, not only would he lose face, but he wouldn't be able to stay in this circle anymore. Besides, Yang Tiancheng and his ilk were not to be trifled with; they had deep influence. If he didn't pay the money back, he might be hunted down by them.

Another point is that if he doesn't pay, he can't continue the current gambling game, and he won't have any chance of winning it back. After thinking for a moment, he sighed and said to Yang Tiancheng, "Boss Yang, please give me your account number, I... I'll transfer the money right away."

He then took out his small notebook, opened it, and waited until he entered his private bank transfer page. He then asked Zhou Xuan and Yang Tiancheng for their bank account numbers and transferred the money to them on the spot.

Zhou Xuan, of course, didn't refuse. On-the-spot transfer was much better than cash. Once the police arrived, it would be inconvenient to take the money, but once it was transferred to his account, it would be in his account. Surely Lao Yao wouldn't be so stupid as to expose such a big gambling scheme, right? If they were arrested, at most it would just be suspected gambling. As long as they didn't say how much money they gambled, and they weren't involved in Yang Tiancheng's drug trafficking, it shouldn't be a big deal.

While Lao Yao was transferring the money, Yang Tiancheng secretly glanced at Zhou Xuan, indicating that they should transfer their own money first, and then divide it up after the gambling game was over. At this point, he was not worried that Zhou Xuan would take all the money.

Moreover, Yang Tiancheng was indeed pleased. He had not misjudged Zhou Xuan; he was a top-tier expert, a true master. If he wanted to, it seemed that he could easily make money not only in this gambling game, but also in other areas.

Yang Tiancheng deeply regretted poisoning Zhou Xuan. Drug addiction severely impacts a person's abilities, and if it affects Zhou Xuan in the future, it will jeopardize their lucrative business.

The man shaking the dice and the other two were extremely envious of Zhou Xuan and Yang Tiancheng. With their small first bet, they each won a large sum of money, while Lao Yao lost more than 500 million in one go. His face was ashen, and his spirits were low. He sat by the table staring at the dice cup. He would have to be very careful this time.

With a smile, the man spread his hands, indicating that he was going to shake the dice again. He picked up the dice cup, covered the dice inside, and then shook the cup upwards with both hands. In this shake, he used his most powerful skill. When the dice reached the top of the cup, the number on the dice was fixed: three twos. Moreover, he used a special technique. It sounded like there were many clinking sounds, but in reality, there was only one. The dice hit the cup wall all the way to the top, and then he used a clever force. The top absorbed the impact force, and finally, the dice fell to the bottom. He shook it again, and the bottom absorbed the force of the fall, so that the dice did not flip over but fell steadily.

This time, he only shook it once, which seemed simple, but he had actually used up all his skills.

However, he was unaware that at the very moment the dice hit the top, Zhou Xuan had already used his supernatural ability to transform and absorb a bit of the part of the dice cup lid that hit the top of the dice, causing the dice to roll silently, changing from three twos to three ones, and finally falling to the bottom with his technique.

At this moment, he completely believed that there were three twos and was completely unaware of what Zhou Xuan was secretly doing with his supernatural abilities.

After setting down the dice cup, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Everyone, place your bets. Sigh, being the bookmaker isn't easy; it's so nerve-wracking."

Old Yao was incredibly focused this time. As soon as he put down the dice cup, he pushed out 50 million chips without a second thought, sending out the five red 10 million chips. He had already lost so much money, and small bets wouldn't bring him back. He was betting too much; he had already lost over 500 million, so he didn't care about losing a few tens of millions more.

High rollers tend to go even crazier after they've lost money, while those who haven't lost money tend to be more rational.

"I'm betting big, fifty million," Old Yao said through gritted teeth. If he bets like this, he can win back his money in ten rounds if he's lucky. Once he's back his initial investment, he'll reduce his bets.

The other two people didn't lose much money; they lost one million in the previous round, so they each bet three million in this round, which is also a small bet.

The dealer then turned his attention to Zhou Xuan. Last time, it was Zhou Xuan who unexpectedly placed three sixes, preventing them from winning. This time, he had put in so much effort that Zhou Xuan probably wouldn't be able to tell anymore.

Yang Tiancheng was also waiting for Zhou Xuan to place his bet. He would bet the same way as Zhou Xuan. He had already decided that he would not reduce his bet if Zhou Xuan placed more than him.

Zhou Xuan paused for only a few seconds before smiling and saying, "This round, I'll still bet on a triple, but three ones... I'll bet thirty million."

The man who was rolling the dice was stunned for a moment. When he heard Zhou Xuan say to continue with the leopard, he felt as if his heart had been cut by a knife. If Zhou Xuan only bet on the leopard, then he had no choice but to give up. It seems that Zhou Xuan is really a master. If the first time was a coincidence, then the second time could definitely not be called luck.

But when he heard Zhou Xuan say that he had placed three ones, he was overjoyed. It seemed that Zhou Xuan had fallen into his trap. However, there was no doubt that Zhou Xuan was a master. Only by using the most powerful method could he have deceived him.

Fortunately, Zhou Xuan bet on three ones, which was a precise number. If he had just bet on a triple, he wouldn't have been able to accept the bet and let someone else take the bet. That would have been perfect for Zhou Xuan, allowing him to win a large sum of money.

However, compared to the more than 500 million that Zhou Xuan just won, this one is only 30 million. Even if I win, it won't have much of an impact on him. I guess Zhou Xuan himself feels the same way. He won such a large sum of money, so losing 30 or 40 million wouldn't bother him at all.

Yang Tiancheng was stunned. Zhou Xuan had bet so big. He had just been thinking of betting the same amount, or even more, but when he heard that Zhou Xuan had bet on three ones again, he hesitated. He thought, "Forget it. I won over 500 million last round, so we can each get over 200 million. Zhou Xuan bet 30 million this time, so I'll just consider it a loss. Since I'm going to accept it as a loss, I'll just throw in 1 million to join in the fun."

"I'll bet a million, it'll be a triple with three ones," Yang Tiancheng thought for a moment, then picked up a one million chip and put it in.

The man rolling the dice got excited. He'd won everything in the last round, taking two million, and he was going to win everything again this time. The key was winning Zhou Xuan's thirty million, while the other three only had seven million combined, and Lao Yao had fifty million. He'd taken that huge bet too—it was exhilarating!

"I've opened the dice cup," she thought to herself, then reached out and gently lifted the lid of the dice cup, placing it aside. All eyes immediately turned to the bottom of the cup.

Three Ones

Yang Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, then slapped his thigh hard, letting out a cry of extreme regret. What a pity! He had been determined to place a big bet with Zhou Xuan, but at the last minute, he hesitated. It was a real shame; this round meant missing out on winning 1.442 billion.

Volume 1, Chapter 618: Evidence

Chapter 618 Evidence

The other four tycoons each let out a cry of despair, while Old Yao felt as if his heart had been ripped out. This round was another damn leopard (three of a kind), and the house had won all 50 million in bets.

However, the dealer's expression wasn't any better than his. Just now, Lao Yao was the unluckiest of the six people in the betting game, losing 52 million. In this round, he lost another 50 million, totaling more than 570 million. Everyone thought he was the worst off, but that title immediately fell on the dealer. In this round, he was going to lose a total of 1.488 billion to Zhou Xuan and Yang Tiancheng. Even after deducting the 56 million that won the all-in bet, he still had to pay out 1.432 billion.

This was something he hadn't anticipated. Losing like this, even mountains of gold and silver wouldn't be enough to sustain him. Just as he was about to say it was impossible, he remembered that he was the one who rolled the dice, and the others hadn't even touched them. Moreover, the dice and dice cup had been checked by them, so there was nothing wrong with them. He had lost money, so who could he blame?

Now it was his turn to think about the situation he and Lao Yao had just faced. After a moment of silence, he opened his laptop. Winning would be good, but if he lost, he couldn't leave without the money, nor could he renege on his debt.

It's heartbreaking. This game took away three-quarters of his strength. If he had another game like this, he wouldn't be able to handle it. He just couldn't get his wish. But he clearly used a technique. It was three twos, so how did it turn into three ones?

This kind of loss can only be swallowed in silence and cannot be spoken out. The most likely explanation is that he didn't use his methods well and misunderstood.

Yang Tiancheng was both regretful and excited. He regretted his lack of willpower; he had clearly decided to follow Zhou Xuan's lead and go all out, but in the end, he backed out at the last minute and only bet one million, which was infuriating. However, Zhou Xuan had placed a huge bet of thirty million and won over fourteen billion. Adding that to the five hundred million from the first round, he had won two billion. If they split it equally, they could each get one billion, which was faster and safer than his drug trafficking.

After transferring the money between Zhou Xuan and Yang Tiancheng, the vast majority of the nearly two billion yuan flowed into Zhou Xuan's pocket. Zhou Xuan wasn't unhappy about it, but he thought it was a pity. If Yang Tiancheng hadn't been involved in drug trafficking and had instead participated in such a gambling game, it would have been better than any business. In a short period of time, he would have made a lot of money.

Yang Tiancheng was grinning from ear to ear, while among the other four men, Lao Yao and the dice-rolling expert were in the most pain, the winner winning big and the loser losing even more.

Unconvinced, the person shaking the dice took the dice cup and continued shaking it. But just then, Yang Tiancheng's bodyguard entered the hall and whispered something into Yang Tiancheng's ear on his phone.

Others couldn't hear him, but Zhou Xuan heard him clearly. He said, "Boss, it's Deputy Director Guo calling, saying it's urgent."

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