The pockmarked man's eyes, like hooks, were fixed on Yang Fei's face.

He said indifferently, "Let's make it a big gamble, one round to decide the winner, how about that?"

Yang Fei snorted from his nostrils, "How big do you want to bet?"

The pockmarked man wrote a check and handed it to a waitress beside him, whispering a few instructions.

The waitress bowed and hurried off.

The pockmarked man turned back and said calmly, "Let's get reacquainted: my last name is Kong, and my name is Kong Sanhu."

"I am the technical manager of this casino; rarely do I meet a master like you, and I would like to spar with you."

Kong Sanhu?

A gasp rippled through the crowd.

Legend had it that in Junhao Casino, there was a mysterious master of cheating techniques, the King of Gamblers.

This person, the real-life cousin of Kong Erhu, could it be this pockmarked man before us?

Mortal World had rumors that Kong Erhu's rapid rise in Yannan City relied on the brains of Kong Sanhu and Yi Long, with Mr. Jing as the strategist.

The so-called Kong Sanhu had a mysterious identity.

Many believed Sanhu referred to three people.

But now everyone understood that Kong Sanhu was in fact this man before them.

Kong Sanhu glanced at the chips on Yang Fei's table.

He continued, "My authority in this casino is ten million."

"Let's do this: I'll add these three fingers, with each finger worth one million."

"We'll decide the winner in one go, what do you say?"

As he spoke, he extended three fingers of his left hand, placing them on the table, and gestured to the waiter, "Get me a knife."

Yang Fei shivered, as though he was afraid.

He looked at Kong Sanhu, "Are you betting your life?"

Kong Sanhu looked at Yang Fei indifferently, remaining silent.

The surrounding temperature seemed to drop below zero instantly.

Everyone was silent, holding their breath and watching intently.

In the underground betting of Junhao, though some had lost everything,

a bet involving the chopping of hands and feet had never occurred before.

Kong Sanhu's method of gambling was clearly life-threatening.

Yang Fei's retreat did not escape Kong Sanhu's eyes.

He sneered inwardly, "Although this guy's cheating techniques are formidable, he doesn't have much courage."

"His confidence wavers, and his technique will be affected."

"Besides, this time I've used 'that.' There's no way I can lose."

Yang Fei, facing the stares of countless people, blushed.

He slapped the table with a seemingly fierce face, "We'll gamble, I'm not afraid."

"Damn it, I'll chop off your entire arm later on."

Many spectators could see that although he claimed not to be afraid, his eyes were full of reluctance.

He was merely putting on a brave front, so as not to lose face.

But in his heart, Yang Fei was secretly amused, "Things are indeed heating up."

"Heh, I've even played Russian Roulette; would I be afraid of your child's play?"

"I was afraid you wouldn't dare to gamble, heh heh."

Kong Sanhu, observing Yang Fei's timid demeanor, laughed coldly, "Good, let's have ourselves an exciting game."

He picked up the dice cup, seemingly getting ready to shake the dice.

In reality, he withdrew three dice from the dice cup with the three fingers of his left hand.

At the same time, he flipped his palm and inserted another three dice into the cup.

These three dice were tricky, electronic remote-controlled dice.

Each die had a sesame-sized sensor and a power source at its core.

These electronic dice could be manipulated freely within a radius of a hundred meters.

This was simply a swindle.

Kong Sanhu looked back, stealthily glancing at a bespectacled young man behind him.

In the young man's hand was the remote control.

This round was as good as won for Kong Sanhu.

With everything under his control, Kong Sanhu became even more relaxed and composed.

Yang Fei seemed somewhat nervous, fiddling with his cellphone, playing a round of 'Match it'.

Finally, he managed a strained smile and said, "Sorry, I need to relax."

Kong Sanhu nodded understandingly and glanced at Yanzi beside Yang Fei.

He said lewdly, "How about letting this little chick accompany you upstairs to relax, don't worry, my treat!"

Yanzi's pretty face flushed red in an instant.

Then, her face turned even redder, almost blood-like, as she nervously looked at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei shook his head, put down the cellphone, and took a deep breath, "I'm all set now; we can start whenever."

Yanzi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Her gaze at Yang Fei's eyes was complex, teeming with either fortune or regret.

Kong Sanhu gave Yang Fei a thumbs up, "Straight to the point, a true man, let's get started."

Soon after, a waitress, accompanied by two staff members,

brought out a little cart filled with over ten million in chips.

The chips, stacked in piles, were placed on the table.

The entire dice table was covered with a daunting sea of chips.

Among these chips, some were fifty thousand each, and some were a hundred thousand each.

In total, the dice table held over twenty million in chips.

This stake of over twenty million was also tied to human life.

Such a gamble, perhaps the largest ever seen since the founding of Junhao Casino.

Everyone's heart was lodged firmly in their throats.

All eyes were glued to the dice cup in Kong Sanhu's hand.

The size of the three dice inside would determine who takes away those twenty million.

And Kong Sanhu's three fingers as well.

With a sneer in his heart, Kong Sanhu took another glance at the man in glasses behind him.

The man in glasses had the palm-sized remote control ready in his palm.

Confident within, Kong Sanhu stood up and started shaking the dice cup.

The croupier, face flushed with excitement, loudly announced, "Place your bets, no more bets."

Yang Fei stood up and shoved the mountain-like pile of chips in front of him forward.

As if staking everything, he clenched his teeth and said, "High, twelve-hundred and eighty thousand, all in."

"Betting high again?"

The crowd gasped; this guy had rolled high twelve times in a row.

Could there really be miracles in this world?

Kong Sanhu sneered and instructed the croupier, "Ten million on low."

In that moment, the air seemed as heavy as mercury, stilled to a halt.

The only sound was the constant tinkling of the dice in Kong Sanhu's hand.

To every listener, that sound was startling, unbearably grating.

All other noises vanished, as if the world only contained the sound of the dice shaking.

Bang!

With a shout, Kong Sanhu slammed the well-shaken dice cup on the table.

At the same time, his eyes flicked to the bespectacled man on the side.

The man in glasses gave Kong Sanhu a nod, signaling everything was set.

Kong Sanhu's heart, which had been held aloft, finally settled.

"Open!"

With a cruel smile on his lips, Kong Erhu stared at Yang Fei and viciously lifted the dice cup.

Innumerable gazes instantaneously concentrated on the three dice within the cup.

Four, five, six, high!

At first sight of the dice inside the cup, Kong Sanhu felt as though he'd been slashed across the face.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked again.

Inside the cup, the three dice lay squarely arranged, still showing four, five, six, high.

Time, it seemed, had come to a standstill.

Silence!

The entire casino fell into a profound silence, so quiet that even a pin dropping could be heard.

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