Chapter 68: Enter Zhao the Third Master

t Families, but in his eyes, they were nothing. Since they wanted to kill him, he would kill them too.The only fortunate thing is that Watanabe Gakken was spared. If it weren't for Watanabe Keiko plea...After Zhao Sanye arrived, Luo Wentao immediately went up to greet him. Although he was the boss here, he was still very polite to the old man in front of him.

Prior to this, the casino had also encountered several extremely dangerous situations, all of which were resolved by Zhao San Ye personally.

"Mr. Zhao, Ghost Hand Old Eight had a little accident just now, so we asked you to come out and help."

The wording was very clever, clearly telling Zhao San Ye that Ghost Hand Lao Ba was no match, which is why he asked him to intervene.

Master Zhao nodded. Even without Luo Wentao's words, his willingness to take personal action proved the situation was extremely dire.

Qin Chuchu realized that this old man was extraordinary. She said to Ye Bufan once again: "Xiao Fan, we've had enough fun. Why don't we just call it quits"

Luo Wentou hurriedly said, “That won’t do! I think Mr. Ye is very lucky. It would be a pity to stop here.”

He certainly couldn't just let it go like that. Over 80 million was definitely no small sum. If he really lost it, he wouldn't be able to explain himself to his own father when he went back. He had to win all the money back.

After Luo Wentuo finished speaking, he looked at Ye Bufan nervously, afraid that he would really stop as Qin Chuchu said. If that happened, it would be utterly heartbreaking.

Ye Bufan said, "Chuchu, I think Luo Shao is right. Since luck has come, we should seize it, or else it will be wasted."

After that, he pushed all the chips in front of him onto the "big" spot again, "Grandpa, let's begin."

Just now, Ye Bufan won more than a dozen games in a row. Such a big commotion has already attracted the attention of the backstage staff. Before coming here, Zhao San Ye had already watched the previous video surveillance.

Although he didn't see anything out of the ordinary, he could be sure that the young man before him was far from as simple as he appeared.

In the previous few rounds, the dealer always determined the dice roll before opening the cup.

This time he changed his tactics, instead of immediately moving the dice, he naturally placed the dice cup on the gambling table. He waited until the moment it was opened to use his unique technique to transform all three dice into tiny points.

The plan was perfect, but when he opened the lid, he was surprised to find that all three dice were still sixes, with not a single point as expected.

The atmosphere in the VIP room changed instantly. After all, Ye Bufan's chips now amounted to over 160 million yuan.

Such a large number, not to mention in Jiangnan City, even if it were put into the big casinos of Hong Kong and Macau, it would definitely be considered high-stakes gambling.

Lu Wen Tao's fake smile that had always been plastered on his face vanished, replaced by an incredibly gloomy expression. Losing such a large sum of money left him unsettled, even with his usually dark and cunning nature.

"I told you, I'm having incredibly good luck today. It's impossible for me not to win money." Ye Bufan said to Luo Wentao, "Luo Shao, why is your face so pale"

"You're not going to let a little bit of money get to you, are you You just said that you could afford to lose any amount, didn't you"

Luo Wentou's heart bled secretly, a little over 100 million yuan is considered small money for your family, how much would be considered a huge sum

That's what he thought, but he couldn't say it out loud. It would be beneath him, the young master. So, with a practiced air, he said, "Mr. Ye, you are indeed lucky. I am deeply impressed."

Ye Bufan pointed at the chips in front of him and said, "I wasn't paying attention, it seems like I won quite a bit. I wonder if Lao Da's casino can afford to lose if we keep playing"

At this moment, all the gamblers in the VIP room stopped what they were doing and gathered here to watch the excitement. After all, such a high-stakes gamble wasn't something you saw every day; it was probably something one might only witness once in a lifetime.

This is the sentiment of many people. According to this young man's wager, if he presses on, it will be over three hundred million and twenty thousand. Can the casino afford it

At this point, Luo Wentao was also unsure. Although he desperately wanted to win back the money he had lost, he was also afraid of continuing to lose, because today's gambling game was too bizarre and beyond his control.

With a conflicted heart, he looked up at Zhao San Ye. Now, all his hopes rested on this old man's shoulders.

Although Zhao Sanye was also quite shocked just now, the wrinkles on his old face had already returned to calm. He nodded slightly at Luo Wentao, indicating that he was confident he could win the gamble.

With the old man's assurance, Luo Wentou's heart finally eased. Turning back to Ye Chen, he said, "Mr. Ye, you're joking, right This is Paradise Club, as long as you can afford to play, we can afford to lose. Since you're interested, let's have another round."

"That's great! I was worried my luck for the day wouldn't run out."

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he placed all the chips in his hand on the "big" position again.

Then he raised his head again, seeming a little worried as he asked, "Young Master Luo, I'm a bit concerned about your casino's reputation. If we lose this round too, you won't go back on your word, will you"

Luo Wentuo said gloomily: "Impossible! The most important thing for our Heavenly Paradise Club is reputation. Don't say you won 300 million, even if it was 3 billion, we would still pay it without hesitation."

Although he had all sorts of little schemes in mind, with so many gamblers watching him now, he couldn't possibly ruin his own reputation.

“Then I’m relieved.” Ye Bufan smiled faintly, and said, “Let’s begin.”

Master Zhao, with a serious expression, picked up the color cup. As a super master who had spent his life in casinos, everyone had their own trump card. His was the ability to shatter the dice directly during the shaking process.

This tactic might not be suitable for other games, but it couldn't be more appropriate today.

The young man in front of me had been betting big all along, and all I needed to do was shake the dice so they shattered. No matter what combination he rolled, it would be impossible for him to get more than six points.

And casinos like this place only care about the result, not right or wrong. As long as the number revealed underneath is less than nine, it doesn't matter what the other side says.

Thinking about this, he waved the colored dice in his hand up and down, shaking it constantly.

Feeling the energy condensing in his hand, Ye Bufan's heart moved slightly. He was a martial artist after all, but it was a pity that he was too weak and hadn't even reached the entry level.

With such a low level of cultivation, you want to cheat under his very nose That's simply impossible.

He lightly flicked his finger, and three invisible streaks of energy shot into the colored cup, each coating one of the dice with an invisible armor.

At this moment, even if you used a sledgehammer, it wouldn't be possible to shatter them, let alone with Zhao San Ye's unique methods.

After shaking for a while, Old Zhao felt the heat was just right. With a snap, he placed the color cup on the gambling table.

At that moment, everyone tensed up, some even holding their breath, their eyes fixed intently on the colored cup before them.

To know this was a gamble with a stake of 300 million, many large conglomerates don't even have that much assets.

Qin ChuChu also became nervous, her two hands tightly gripping Ye BuFan's arm.

Only Ye Bufan remained calm and composed, looking at Zhao San Ye and saying, "Hurry up and open it! I'm waiting to collect my money!"

"Brat, you're too arrogant. If I let you win this round again, I, Zhao San, will wash my hands of it and retire from the world."

Master Zhao, full of confidence, let out a cold snort and then reached out to lift the lid off the colored cup.cine, raising the prestige of our country!"Seeing the effect he desired taking hold, Ye Bufan reached out and gently tapped the chest of the black journalist. He immediately regained his mobility."I c...