The banker sighed with relief seeing Yang Fei lose a round. In a casino, the biggest fear is encountering someone with extraordinary skills.

Sometimes, even if you know the expert is cheating, you can't just confront them openly.

After all, nine out of ten bets involve deceit, and the banker's Pi Gu isn't clean either; causing a scene benefits no one.

But now, seeing this guy lose a round indicates he's not an expert, just lucky.

And so-called luck will eventually run out with long-term gambling in a casino, ultimately being useless.

However, in the next gamble, the banker witnessed this casino rookie's incredible luck firsthand.

This guy seemed to go mad, in the fourth round, he bet all his chips again, still betting small.

His chips had accumulated to more than ten thousand US dollars, a significant sum for many people.

However, it was as if this guy had been provoked, putting everything down.

The banker was a bit nervous, glanced at Yang Fei, and saw this guy still folding his hands in prayer, muttering unintelligible curse words, seemingly seeking divine intervention.

Nuannuan also widened her eyes, tensely watching Yang Fei, noticing that he was as nervous as she was, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

Everyone placed their bets, yet they intentionally or unintentionally watched Yang Fei.

This guy had the best luck and gambled the most wildly, but how long would his good fortune last?

The croupier started shaking the dice, the dice clinking inside the dice bowl, crisp and pleasant.

Yang Fei nervously stared at the dice bowl, his eyes red, looking just like a fanatical gambler.

"Open!"

The croupier, also a bit nervous, slapped the dice bowl onto the table and shouted loudly.

He uncovered the dice bowl, and the crowd's eyes were all fixed on the three small dice inside the bowl.

One, two, three, small!

Everyone was in an uproar, and Yang Fei was momentarily stunned, then shouted excitedly.

"I won, damn it, I won again, the God of Wealth is visiting!"

He excitedly stuffed a thousand-dollar chip into the cleavage of a waitress, pulling her over for a kiss.

He was dazed by the waitress's strong cheap perfume.

The waitress, overwhelmed by the sudden windfall of a massive tip, blushed like a peach, pressing tightly against Yang Fei like a seductive snake.

Nuannuan also cheered on the side, seeing Yang Fei's arm around the waitress, she rudely shook his hand off, then pinched his waist harshly.

Yang Fei looked bewildered, innocently gazing at Nuannuan, "Why are you pinching me? You can't do that just because you're excited."

Nuannuan snorted, rolling her eyes disdainfully, then turned around smugly.

The banker lost over ten thousand US dollars in one move, involuntarily glancing upstairs.

Today's cut from the rake seemed impossible, and he might even get scolded by the boss upstairs.

Unless the banker can win back the lost money in the subsequent rounds.

In the fifth round, Yang Fei bet a stingy thousand and lost effortlessly.

In the sixth round, Yang Fei wagered two thousand, surprisingly winning this time.

Seemingly stimulated by the small win in the sixth round, this guy went crazy again, betting all his chips at once.

His chips had risen to over twenty thousand, all now bet on "big," even the banker changed his expression.

At this moment, even the banker couldn't predict this guy, sometimes cautious, as if walking on thin ice, sometimes bold and manic, with full-on compulsive gambler traits.

If he loses again, the banker would have to pay out over twenty thousand in chips, a substantial amount.

He glanced at the croupier intentionally or not, and the croupier seemed to understand the banker's intentions, nodding slightly.

Others were also quite startled by this big bet.

Nuannuan turned pale, clutching Yang Fei's shirt corner tightly, the smile on the waitress's face becoming quite unnatural.

The other patrons were all excited.

A big bet of over twenty thousand US dollars was rarely seen; being involved now made many gamblers very thrilled.

The most stressed was Yang Fei.

This guy stood up, hands on the table, urging the croupier: "Open, open up!"

The croupier glanced at the banker again before slowly opening the lid of the dice bowl.

The croupier saw the dice points at first glance: one, three, six, big.

The croupier's heart sank. As he picked up the lid, his little finger hooked one of the dice marked with six.

The dice immediately flipped over in the bowl. If there were no surprises, the point would become two upon settling.

This would change the dice total to one, two, three, small.

Don't underestimate this little trick of the croupier. It's a skill honed over years of practice, requiring fast hands, precise force, and accurate prediction.

It was this exceptional skill that allowed him to stand here rolling the dice, earning a handsome salary, and sharing the rake with the banker.

The croupier's little trick certainly didn't fool Yang Fei.

As the dice rolled in the bowl, just about to settle, Yang Fei activated the Elephant Pulse Dark Force, sending a surge of energy through the table to the bottom of the dice bowl.

Just as the dice were about to settle, they suddenly flipped, changing the point from two to five.

In the dice bowl, the points settled as one, three, five, big!

Yang Fei laughed heartily, slapping the waitress's Pi Gu: "Won again, bring back my chips, darling."

The waitress, soft from his slap, found herself looking at nearly thirty to forty thousand in chips, her eyes towards Yang Fei filled with flirtation.

After all, generous and lucky guests were truly rare.

Nuannuan, seeing Yang Fei win such an amount again at once, even forgot to cheer.

She looked at Yang Fei with a strange expression, as if gazing at a monster.

"Every gambling house in the world is my wallet."

Inexplicably, Nuannuan remembered Yang Fei's remark.

Only now did she realize how accurate Yang Fei's seemingly arrogant words were.

Everyone stared at Yang Fei in shock.

They didn't understand the match between Yang Fei and the croupier, feeling envious, jealous, and spiteful of his incredible luck.

The banker's face turned livid, glaring intensely at the croupier.

The croupier, dumbfounded, gazed at the dice bowl, unable to believe that his foolproof cheating technique failed on Yang Fei.

Even he didn't comprehend the mystery, thinking it was a mere slip of hand.

After the crowd's celebration, they all noticed the expressions on the banker and croupier's faces, and the atmosphere turned cold.

The Blood Hook Casino didn't have the cleanest reputation.

This outsider winning so much money out of the blue might be lucky enough to win, but not lucky enough to spend it.

The banker's face darkened, a sharp gaze cast towards the croupier, hinting at a warning.

Then, he said flatly, "Alright, let's go again."

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