"Oh, right, you should thank me." Yang smiled with a hint of malice. "If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have been in big trouble today..."
kindness??
Yang Wei sighed. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but ultimately didn't say it directly... However, she used rather subtle and veiled language to explain a fact to me...
It's... the count's son, this fellow, lying in bed.
Based on the "sex toys" recovered from the scene, and all other information Yang Wei possessed, this Pierre should be a...
Bisexual!
that is……
Depend on!!
I almost threw up on the spot!!
If Yang Wei hadn't arrived in time...
When I found out about this, my first reaction was to jump out of bed, rush into the bathroom, and vomit into the toilet! Then I rushed back to the room, kicked the man off the bed, and without thinking twice, started punching and kicking him.
I had only hit her a few times when Yang Wei quickly pulled me back, saying with a wry smile, "Stop hitting her, you haven't really lost anything anyway..."
I glared at him and yelled, "Damn it! If I get the short end of the stick, how can I face anyone again?!"
I angrily kicked him twice more, but Yang Wei stopped me: "Alright, my bodyguard Hansen has already taught him a lesson. He won't wake up for a day. Now... you can't act impulsively."
Part Two: The Road to Success, Chapter Sixteen, The Third Ring?
Yang Wei pulled me to sit down beside her, then glanced at me, and my face immediately burned. Yang Wei clapped her hands, the door opened, and the burly black bodyguard, Hansen, walked in, tossing me a set of clothes. I grabbed the clothes and rushed into the bathroom, quickly putting them on.
When I came out, Yang Wei was already sitting lazily on the sofa, playing with a lighter in her hand, looking at me with a smile.
"Okay, about today's matter..." I said with a pained expression, "Thank you."
Yang Wei took out a pack of cigarettes and tossed one to me: "You'll still feel dizzy for a while. While you were unconscious, I had Hansen inject you with some medication. That medication will help break down the hallucinogenic drugs you've been given quickly, but the side effect is a headache for a while. Drink more water; it will help alleviate it."
I picked up a cup from the table, went to the bathroom, filled it with tap water, and drank it all in one go.
Yang Wei had already lit a cigarette. She slowly took a puff, elegantly crossed her legs, her upper body ramrod straight, a mysterious smile on her face as she looked at me. Then, seemingly casually, she uttered something that shocked me:
"Chen Yang, I'm asking you, where did you get this ring on your finger from?"
Cold sweat!
Cold sweat broke out on my forehead instantly. I stared at Yang Wei in astonishment, opened my mouth, and then looked at the ring on my hand...
The ring in my hand is utterly ordinary in both style and appearance, no different from those cheap handicrafts costing a hundred or so yuan in a store. How could someone of Yang Wei's status be interested in such a "mediocre"-looking ring?
There is probably only one answer!
She knows something about the ring?
Seeing that I didn't speak, Yang Wei suddenly smiled, and then abruptly asked, "So, do you know an organization called the 'Mysterious Matter Research Association'?"
Association for the Study of Mysterious Substances?
Of course I know!
As soon as I got the ring, I found the website and learned that the ring's maker came from such an organization!
Hearing these words from Yang Wei's mouth, I immediately confirmed my judgment! She must know the inside story!!
Next, to my astonishment, Yang Wei slowly pulled something out of her pocket...
It's sparkling, with a faint golden hue...
This is also a ring!!
Yes, it is a small ring that appears to be made of gold, but its design is undeniably somewhat crude.
I'm getting really sensitive right now, thinking about how Yang Wei actually beat me at the gambling table today. Could it be that her ring... is also a luck-enhancing ring?
I quickly recalled the brochure I had seen on that website... I had seen all the ring product pictures, but I could confirm one thing: the ring Yang Wei was wearing was not in the picture I had seen!
In other words, the gold ring in Yang Wei's hand is not one of the luck-enhancing rings shown in the picture.
Actually, it's not that I have a particularly good memory; another factor that helped me make this judgment was the style of Yang Wei's ring.
I remember that all those "official product" luck-enhancing rings were beautifully designed and luxuriously styled! The only exception was this "sample" in my hand! The ring in Yang Wei's hand, however, looked more old-fashioned and crude than mine.
“I got this ring a year ago.” Yang Wei smiled. “I think it was from a gambler in Las Vegas that I got it after I returned to the United States from doing business in China last time.”
"oh?"
Yang Wei smiled, her eyes somewhat strange: "To be honest, I originally thought he was a complete madman, but the truth later shocked me..."
About a year ago, I was on the run with Ni Duoduo, constantly on the move, struggling and barely escaping with my life...
Meanwhile, Yang Wei encountered a strange gambler at a casino in Las Vegas.
This gambler was actually quite ordinary in appearance, but he had one very strange characteristic:
He only wins, he never loses!
Anyone who bet against him, no matter how skilled they were, lost to him!
Yang Wei's family owns a casino.
Since it's a casino, and it's open to business, naturally some people will win and some will lose. But if a customer only wins and never loses, that's the casino's biggest enemy!
Casinos typically have a set of routines for dealing with skilled gamblers. Generally speaking, skilled gamblers who come to casinos to win money fall into two categories: one is sent by other casinos to challenge them, in which case both casinos gather their skilled gamblers for a big betting match. The other type is the lone wolf skilled gambler who comes to make money.
A casino is a casino, not a bank. How can they let you just walk in and take money? If you're short of money, do you think you can just go to a casino and "win" a sum of money? They're not an ATM!
The strange guest seemed to be a lone wolf gambling expert.
After he won for half the night, the casino had already carefully studied his surveillance footage and analyzed it with the help of their inside experts.
The casino's expert gamblers couldn't find any trace of cheating in the video recordings of this strange customer. His gambling style was perfectly normal, with no signs of cheating whatsoever… Of course, it's also possible that his cheating techniques were so sophisticated that others couldn't detect them.
But after the casino's top experts investigated, they confirmed one thing: he hadn't cheated. If someone could cheat in such a way that even the most skilled gambler in Yang Wei's family couldn't detect it... then he would already be a world-renowned figure in casinos!
The person in front of me was clearly a stranger.
Next, the casino assumed someone was trying to challenge them, so they sent several of their top players to gamble against him.
The results came out quickly.
This strange guest has won against three casino masters in a row!
Normally, if their expert loses, the casino will be quite decisive. According to the rules of the underworld, the casino manager will step in and speak with the customer.
The casino was willing to give him a considerable sum of money and then politely ask him to leave. They told him not to continue gambling in their establishment.
Let me repeat myself, casinos are businesses, not your private ATMs!
Yang Wei's casino had already followed all the rules of the underworld. But clearly, that customer was completely ignorant of these rules and refused the casino's request.
"I don't want your money. If I wanted money, I would win it myself."
That's what the customer said at the time; he said it with great confidence and backbone.
However, the result he got was that one of his legs was broken.
That's the rule of the trade!
If you refuse a toast offered politely, you'll have to suffer the consequences!
This was originally just a minor incident in the casino. Casino owners encounter countless similar incidents every year. Forget breaking someone's leg; if they encounter someone cheating, they'd simply chop off their hand. It's all normal!
However, Yang Wei found out about this. Yang Wei just happened to be at the casino, but when she found out about it, she immediately sensed that something was amiss.
First of all, this guest's "gambling skills" were frighteningly high! Yang Wei's own family's casino had several top-notch gamblers, whose strength was truly formidable! This was to be expected; imagine in a place like Las Vegas, where casinos are everywhere. If you didn't have a few experts in your establishment, you would have been devoured long ago, leaving not even bones behind! But that strange guest almost swept away those "experts" in the casino with overwhelming force.
Secondly, given this guest's astonishing gambling skills, he seems completely ignorant of the rules of the game... otherwise, he wouldn't have had his leg broken. This person possesses incredibly strong gambling skills, yet seems like a greenhorn just entering the world of gambling...
With these two points combined, Yang Wei immediately had the idea of recruiting them.
We should recruit such talent; wouldn't it be a waste of this opportunity given by God? Besides, if such a gambling expert were recruited by other casinos, we'd probably have a lot of headaches to deal with in the future!
At this point, Yang Wei seemed to sigh and slightly frown, her face showing some displeasure.
I understood what she meant.
It seems Yang Wei's family really doesn't have any outstanding talents... Yang Wei quickly understood this simple truth, and upon encountering such a master, she immediately wanted to recruit him. However, the other managers in the casino only rigidly followed the rules, unaware that recruiting this master would yield far greater gains than simply beating him up to vent their anger!
"And then?" I noticed Yang Wei's strange expression and, not wanting her to dwell on these troublesome matters, immediately pressed her for an answer.
"Then..." Yang Wei gave a bitter smile, "I immediately had someone bring that gambling expert back. That guy had his leg broken by our casino's thugs and was lying in the hospital when my men carried him back. Unfortunately, I misjudged him... This guy is not only not an expert, but he's also incredibly cowardly. I originally thought he had some backbone, but after just having his leg broken, he became terrified. Before I could even offer to recruit him, he started begging for mercy. He thought we were taking him back to kill him."
My eyes flickered: "That, that ring..."
“He gave me the ring.” Yang smiled and said, “He spoke strangely and kept begging for mercy. I immediately became suspicious and didn’t say anything to recruit him. Instead, I carefully asked him a few questions, and this guy actually told me everything right away.”
The events unfolded as described by Yang Wei.
The "gambling expert" with the broken leg, out of fear, thought Yang Wei's men were there to kill him to silence him, and as soon as he saw Yang Wei, he begged for mercy. In order to save his life, he quickly took off the ring on his hand and offered it to Yang Wei.
He confessed everything: he had absolutely no gambling skills! His ability to win again and again was entirely due to this ring!!
A third ring?
I was shocked, yet still somewhat incredulous! Because I knew very well, and I had even contacted the organization that created the ring. The researcher had spoken to me on the phone, and he had clearly told me that there were only two such luck-enhancing rings in the entire world!
One of them was my "sample," and I've seen the other one before, but it's now lost in China!
As for the one in Yang Wei's hand, I had obviously never seen it before!
Could it be... that there is a third ring in the world?
I suppressed my excitement, took a deep breath, and looked at Yang Wei seriously. Yang Wei's smile also faded as she looked at me: "That person explained everything very clearly. This ring came from a 'Mysterious Matter Research Association.' He was terrified at the time, and his speech was somewhat incoherent. Ironically, he refused to take the money and leave. As a result, he was beaten and his leg was broken. When I first heard all this, I thought he was a proud and principled expert, but after meeting him, I realized he was just a clueless idiot. Later, after he was terrified, I questioned him carefully, and he probably feared further suffering, so he honestly told me everything."
"What...did he say?" My heart tightened.
"He started by spouting some strange theories about luck, which I initially thought were just nonsense and didn't believe in his lies. I figured he was faking it, so I decided to test him. I challenged him to a bet. If he won, I'd let him go." Yang smiled slightly. "But before the bet, I took his ring."
I nodded. Yang Wei's method was indeed quick enough to determine whether the man was telling the truth. If the man could still win without the ring, it meant he was relying on genuine gambling skills.
"As it turned out, I confirmed one thing: he really didn't know anything about gambling," Yang Wei said with a wry smile. "What's laughable is that he wasn't even familiar with some of the rules of the game. I was absolutely shocked at the time..."
I chuckled. "I understand. Someone who knows nothing about gambling managed to defeat all the top players your family's casino employs with ease. Anyone would find that hard to accept." I paused slightly, then tentatively asked, "So, what's the purpose of this ring he gave you...?"
Yang squinted slightly, elegantly flicked off some cigarette ash, and chuckled, "Alright, Xiao Wu. We don't need to test each other anymore. That guy has already explained everything clearly. Although his theory about 'luck substances' was somewhat absurd and unbelievable, the more I thought about it afterward, the more sense it made sense. And later, I learned that the Mysterious Substances Research Association created a ring specifically designed to enhance a person's various forms of luck." She deliberately and unabashedly focused her gaze on my ring: "The ring you have should be one of them, right?"