novelraw Chapter 820: Consecutive Wins
Chapter 820: Consecutive Wins
Although Feng Ling was not too keen on Ling Feng dealing with that woman’s issues, out of respect and trust for him, she did not object and never said a word from start to finish.
After sitting down, Ling Feng looked at the Croupier, "How do we place bets?"
"The minimum is one thousand."
The Croupier was also a person from Mianluo Country, his Huaxia language was not very fluent, but it was barely comprehensible.
Ling Feng looked at Feng Ling, "I didn’t bring any money either, help me change a thousand, will you?"
"Ah?"
Feng Ling was startled for a moment. In front of the gamblers at this table, the chips were counted in tens of thousands. Was he really going to exchange just a thousand?
"A thousand is enough!" Ling Feng said with a smile.
"Alright then."
In Mianluo Country, a thousand bucks wasn’t even worth using a card for, Feng Ling had that much in her handbag, so she quickly pulled out a bill.
As the chips were being exchanged, Ling Feng turned to look at the woman beside him, "What’s your name?"
"I, my name is Ah Lan."
Ling Feng nodded his head, "How much do you owe them?"
"I don’t owe any money, they framed me, they deliberately set me up!" Ah Lan said.
"Saying this is useless, they must have an IOU from you. Just tell me the amount!" Ling Feng said indifferently.
"Yes, one hundred and fifty thousand," Ah Lan said with her head lowered.
"Understood, wait for me a moment!"
Ling Feng turned back to see that there was now a thousand-dollar chip in front of him, while the other gamblers at the table were watching him.
Some were full of curiosity, some looked at him with disdain, and others were expressionless, who knows what they were thinking.
Playing dice, a gambling game like this, doesn’t really involve the other gamblers at the table; winning or losing is only related to the casino’s Croupier.
If you lose, your money goes to the casino; if you win, the casino pays the gambler. It’s that simple.
Ling Feng glanced at the dice cup on the table and looked up, "Can I place my bet now?"
"That’s right, you can bet on big or small, or on the numbers, whatever you like!" the Croupier said stiffly.
To him, a thousand was hardly worth considering as money, so he appeared somewhat indifferent.
As a Croupier, seeing gamblers betting tens or even hundreds of thousands frequently, of course, a small sum like that didn’t impress him.
Ling Feng smiled and pondered for a moment, "Then I’ll bet on small!"
His motion was casual, as he simply tossed the chip over.
Feng Ling watched from the side, thinking whether he planned to win one hundred and fifty thousand with just a thousand. That might be a bit difficult, right?
She was already prepared to exchange more chips if needed. Since Ling Feng wanted to win the money through her, she would just let him play. After all, Feng Ling believed that he would definitely win!
"No more bets!"
"Open!"
After surveying the table, the Croupier called out twice and then opened the dice cup.
Inside were three dice, one with a single red dot, and the other two with two dots each.
"One-two-two, small!"
The Croupier announced, and gave Ling Feng two chips!
Ling Feng remained expressionless while Feng Ling quickly calculated in her head. If every bet wins, two thousand becomes four thousand, four thousand becomes eight thousand. To win enough for the hundred and fifty thousand, he’d have to win at least seven more consecutive bets!
So she couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, "Big Brother Ling, why go through all this trouble? I can exchange for a hundred and fifty thousand chips and win it back in one go, right?"
Ling Feng smiled slightly, "Where’s the fun in that? Since we’re out, might as well play a little longer!"
"Er, alright then."
Feng Ling felt helpless and thought to himself, winning seven times in a row, what were the odds of that? Could his luck really be that good?
Of course, Ling Feng wasn’t relying on luck. Having cultivated the Mind Soul Art to a certain extent, he had developed his Divine Sense. By simply looking at the dice cup, he could immediately sense the numbers of the dice inside it. It was safe to say that he could win whenever he wanted, with no difficulty at all!
As for starting with one thousand, Ling Feng simply wanted to make a statement to this casino—let them know not to judge a book by its cover!
Regardless of whether that woman was right or wrong, their open public beating of her on the street warranted a lesson!
Having sorted out the chips of the players, the Croupier shook the dice cup thrice and placed it on the table, saying, "Place your bets!"
"I still bet on small!"
Ling Feng didn’t even think before placing his chips on the small side.
The Croupier didn’t even look at him, scoffing inwardly. So what if he wins? It’s merely turning into four thousand!
His gaze was fixed on an elderly customer at the table, whose salt-and-pepper hair couldn’t be missed. The old man had now started to double his bets; he had bet fifty thousand the previous round and lost it all, and had now bet a hundred thousand!
That’s what a real high-roller looked like!
After everyone had placed their bets, the Croupier announced, "No more bets," and then opened the dice cup again.
It was still a three, three, two—eight points, small.
Ling Feng’s chips turned into four thousand.
At that moment, the muscular man in black returned from outside. One of his subordinates, Ah Chang, immediately went over to brief him on the situation.
After listening, the man in black looked at Ling Feng and thought, the kid has some good luck, but this was rather laughable—to think he could turn a thousand into one hundred fifty thousand was just a joke, wasn’t it?
Even with outrageously good fortune, it would still be impossible!
So he didn’t say much; he just nodded his head and didn’t wander off again, but stood at a distance keeping an eye on Ling Feng.
Over the next few rounds, the third, fourth, and fifth, Ling Feng hit them all, his chips surging from four thousand to thirty-two thousand!
The rugged man in black began to feel uneasy.
Winning five times in a row—he hadn’t seen such good luck in a gambler for a very long time!
Could it be that this youngster was cheating?
Thinking this, he decided he couldn’t let Ling Feng continue winning and looked up at the Croupier, signaling him with his eyes.
The Croupier understood and nodded slightly, then asked Ling Feng, "Sir, would you like to continue betting?"
"Of course, I haven’t reached my goal yet!"
Ling Feng smiled and placed all of his thirty-two thousand chips on big!
If he won this round, his chips would turn into sixty-four thousand, bringing him one step closer to his goal.
The corner of the Croupier’s mouth curled, and he called out, "No more bets," before lifting the dice cup.
Before opening the cup, he lightly tapped a button under the table with his foot. It was a magnetic switch; just one activation, and the dice inside the cup would immediately flip, ensuring that Ling Feng would lose all his chips!
"What does it matter if his luck defies the heavens? The casino always has a way to bankrupt you. Thinking of taking our money? In your dreams!" the rugged man in black sneered to himself.
Just as he thought he was about to crush Ling Feng, the Croupier lifted the dice cup!
Inside were a four, five, and six—a total of fifteen points, big!
"???"
The Croupier was dumbstruck, frozen in place!
"What’s the matter? That look on your face, are you surprised?" Ling Feng asked with a frown.
"No, nothing," the Croupier stammered, shaking his head quickly. "Four, five, six, fifteen points, big!"
He then stiffly handed over the sixty-four thousand chips to Ling Feng.
Everyone could tell something was off. Watching the Croupier’s shocked expression after revealing the dice, it was clear the result was not what he had expected!
Consequently, the other gamblers began to cause a stir, especially those who bet on small and lost their money, accusing the Croupier of cheating.