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"Dice..."

A sharp glint flashed in Yang Fei's eyes.

Then, he laughed loudly and wrapped his arm around the young lady's shoulder, "Great, you'll accompany me, let's go play dice."

The service lady did not refuse Yang Fei's invitation.

It was rare to come across such a generous patron, and she hoped to earn a bit more in tips from Yang Fei.

Her best hope was that tonight, she could conquer this man who blended wickedness and heroism within him. If that were the case, she would make a fortune.

"Beautiful, what's your name?"

"I'm Yanzi."

Yang Fei, with his arm around the service lady, casually chatted her up, while his eyes surveyed the environment around them.

Yanzi led Yang Fei to a courtyard in the middle.

As soon as the doors of the courtyard were pushed open, Yang Fei saw a bustling hall.

It turned out that the space above the courtyard was covered with transparent colored steel tiles.

The entire courtyard was a casino.

Pai Gow, roulette, slot machines, and other forms of gambling were all present.

But the most popular game was still dice.

Almost every gambling table was surrounded by customers, in a scene of extraordinary excitement.

Yanzi took Yang Fei to the VIP room in the left wing.

It turned out that customers with over a hundred thousand in chips qualified to enter the VIP room.

The class of the guests in the VIP room was obviously much higher.

Based on their clothing and demeanor, these guests were clearly wealthy individuals, nothing like the common gamblers outside.

All these people were gathered around the dice tables, with almost every one of them joined by glamorous women.

Several guys, just like Yang Fei, had simply hired service ladies for company.

When Yang Fei and Yanzi entered, the croupier was just calling out, "Four, five, six, fifteen points high, small loses, high wins... "

A man in a suit was acting as the banker.

He had a forced smile on his face and bowed to the others, "Thank you, thank you, sorry, sorry."

The pockmarked man's face was clearly showing signs of a lucrative win.

A tall stack of chips had amassed into a small hill in front of him.

Others at the table sighed, some discontented, some were red-faced with clenched teeth.

"Young master, shall we find a different place to play, okay?"

Yanzi glanced at the pockmarked man and hesitated for a moment with her nimble steps.

She immediately grabbed Yang Fei's hand.

Yang Fei, too, was observing the pockmarked man with a hint of curiosity, "Why change places?"

The pockmarked man caught sight of Yanzi and Yang Fei and called out, "We've got new players here, why not join in the fun?"

Yanzi felt the pockmarked man's gaze and her body visibly shuddered, suddenly unable to speak.

But her left hand quietly pinched Yang Fei's thigh, signaling him to be careful.

Yang Fei knew something was amiss.

But he was there looking for trouble in the first place, so why would he worry about trouble?

Yang Fei grinned devilishly and strolled over.

Looking at the chips in front of the pockmarked man, he said, "You're in luck, but now that I'm here, your luck won't be so good."

"Is that so? Then sit down and give it a try. Haha, if you really have the skills and you lose, blame it on my good luck," the pockmarked man replied with a loud laugh, glancing at Yanzi beside Yang Fei.

He sneered, "Did you get a chance to touch this chick? If you did, you're definitely jinxed, haha."

The pockmarked man's remark set the men present into gales of laughter.

A few heavily made-up women also giggled incessantly.

The croupier began to shake the dice with a rhythmic flair.

He chanted as he shook, "Everyone place your bets, the more you bet, the more you win."

The dice in the dice cup rattled loudly.

Yang Fei narrowed his eyes, but his ears were tuned to the rolling changes of the dice within the dice cup.

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The Dice's variations, even the slightest ones, couldn't escape his ears.

Such Kung Fu might sound frightening when mentioned, but for a Martial Arts Master, it was nothing remarkable.

Once a Martial Arts Master broke through to Mingjin, sharp hearing and keen eyesight along with a strong and healthy body were achieved.

Sensory abilities such as hearing and vision were far superior to those of an ordinary person.

If one broke through to the Dark Force, it would be even more incredible.

Powerful Essence Qi, refining the body, could significantly enhance all bodily functions.

Especially the perceptual abilities of the five senses, which at the very least, could improve tenfold over the foundation laid by Mingjin.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that if Yang Fei wished, he could even hear the sound of ants brushing their antennae inside their holes.

He could also hear the rustling of a certain type of cicada shedding its shell high up in the trees.

There are six sides to a die, and each number's size was slightly different.

The sounds they made upon landing also had subtle differences.

These slight discrepancies would seem identical to an ordinary person.

But to someone like Yang Fei, deeply versed in Martial Arts, they were distinctly different.

Yang Fei's eyes were fixed on the Croupier shaking the Dice Cup.

It seemed as if the Dice Cup had disappeared, leaving only three dice tumbling through the air.

This was his incredibly acute hearing, creating visual illusions.

Clack!

The Croupier pressed the Dice Cup onto the table, announcing loudly, "Place your bets, no more bets after this."

Without a word, Yang Fei placed fifty thousand in chips on the "Big".

He had heard very clearly, this time, the dice showed three, six, six—Big.

Before this, there had been three consecutive Big outcomes; the others hesitated for a moment.

A fat man, grinding his teeth, said, "I don't believe it can be Big again this round, I'm betting on Small."

"Shit, is this guy an idiot? Does he even know how to play dice?"

"If it comes out Big again, I'll eat those damn dice."

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Behind the fat man, many people were discussing and all filled with contempt.

Though they spoke quietly, Yang Fei heard every word.

He smiled slightly, but didn't seem to care much.

Most people shared the fat man's thinking, as there had already been three consecutive Big outcomes.

It should be Small's turn by now, so almost all of them placed their bets on Small.

The Pockmarked Man smiled, tossed thirty thousand in chips, and also bet on Small.

"Let's see."

The Croupier opened the Dice Cup, his mouth gaping wide with astonishment and eyes bulging.

He gazed at the numbers inside the Dice Cup, too shocked to speak.

Three, six, six—Big!

The others were all dumbfounded. After three consecutive Big outcomes, there came yet another one.

Four consecutive Big outcomes in dice rolling were extremely rare.

With just this round alone, Yang Fei had won fifty thousand in chips.

The Croupier looked nervously at the Pockmarked Man, sweat forming on his forehead.

Yanzi's eyes also widened in astonishment, unable to help but sneak a glance at the Pockmarked Man, seemingly somewhat afraid of him.

Yang Fei chuckled, casually grabbing a chip from the table and sliding it into Yanzi's amply bosomed chest, saying, "Get me a beer, a cold one."

Returning from her surprise, Yanzi felt the chip sliding down her chest, her heart pounding.

In just a short while, she had earned a ten thousand tip from Yang Fei.

However, looking into the fierce glint in the Pockmarked Man's eyes, she couldn't bring herself to feel happy.

"What's the matter, no more betting? Or is this casino closed?"

Yang Fei tapped on the table with a teasing smile, his eyes, however, fixed on the Pockmarked Man.

His smile was full of ill intent.

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