Chapter 1017 - 919: I Am the Gambling King
"What's going on? Why did my hole card change?" He Dong sprang up in shock, glaring at Yang Tian. "What the hell did you do! Why did my hole card change? My hole card was an Ace!"
Yang Tian shrugged his shoulders. "Did you see me do anything? I've been sitting here, motionless, haven't I? Isn't it just that you can't handle losing?"
After saying that, he tapped the table, signaling the dealer to transfer the chips to him.
But the beautiful dealer stood there, cautiously watching Yang Tian and the other two, knowing that this hand involved a hundred million yuan. Usually, she handled transactions of hundreds of thousands, at most ten million, never a billion. If she transferred it to Yang Tian, she could be sure she would be fired.
"I suspect you're cheating!"
He Dong remarked in Cantonese.
Cheating, in Cantonese, means using trickery or deceit.
Seeing He Dong refuse to admit his loss, He Jie slammed the table and stood up with a whoosh, "He Dong, can't you accept defeat? There are over a hundred pairs of eyes here. Did anyone see us cheating? Let everyone judge!"
He Dong's face turned grim.
The surrounding men and women began to discuss, after all, Yang Tian had been sitting in his seat the whole time, how could he have cheated?
Murong Yinghao saw that everyone was whispering, and no one was willing to step forward, so he said loudly, "He Dong, you are bullying us gamblers. Those who come here are willing to spend money. We've lost and paid you completely, so you take in millions every day. But now, when we win, you say we are cheating. If that's the case, we won't come here to play anymore. And don't think that because you're the Gambling King's grandson you can suppress us. He Jie is also the Gambling King's grandson and he's older than you. What gives you the right to suppress us!"
Upon hearing that He Jie was senior to He Dong, everyone began discussing excitedly.
"When we lose money, we can't go back on it, and if we won money, how can the house just claim cheating whenever they want?"
"Yang Tian was sitting here motionless. Who saw him cheat? Isn't this slandering?"
"If they won't accept defeat, we shouldn't play here anymore!"
A chorus of voices arose.
He Dong's face became extremely ugly, clenching the cards in his hand, angrily staring at Yang Tian and He Jie, his emotions on the verge of exploding. But Mr. Long beside him patted He Dong's shoulder and whispered, "This Yang Tian might be a Martial Artist."
He Dong was startled, scrutinizing Yang Tian seriously. At that moment, he didn't directly explode in anger but stood up, signaling the dealer to transfer the chips to Yang Tian, and then he and Mr. Long walked into the meeting room.
The beautiful dealer hesitated, glancing at Yang Tian, but ultimately transferred all the chips on the table to Yang Tian.
Yang Tian had heard the conversation between He Dong and Mr. Long just now, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Murong, He, I've helped you win fifty million. Do you want to keep playing?"
Thanks to He Dong's commotion, the surrounding people condemned He Dong, so they didn't feel much admiration, and Yang Tian couldn't gather Gambling Technique Qi. He wanted to display some skill to gain more admiration; otherwise, he'd be wasting his trip here tonight.
Murong Yinghao and He Jie exchanged glances, and although they didn't know why He Dong's hole card turned into a 2, after this round, they were filled with confidence in Yang Tian. They nodded, "Yang, just keep playing. If we lose, it's like dusting off the cobwebs for you. If we win, we'll be happy together..."
"Alright, we'll keep playing. How much do you want to win?"
Yang Tian sat down and directly asked.
"Whatever amount we want to win, you can achieve?"
Murong Yinghao asked tightly.
"Of course!" Yang Tian replied arrogantly. He feared other people wouldn't pay attention to this area; he was about to display true gambling skill, and only when everyone's attention came could he win more admiration and collect enough Gambling Technique Qi.
"Then I want to win ten billion!"
He Jie, fearing that the world wouldn't be chaotic enough, and knowing this was He Dong's domain, wanted to stir things up more, knowing He Dong couldn't explain to He the Gambling King.
Murong Yinghao didn't have such thoughts. He tapped the table, said, "I don't want to win too much, just a billion is fine..."
"Alright, I'll help you win eleven billion now!"
Yang Tian patted the table, signaling the dealer to continue dealing cards.
As his voice fell, the surrounding men and women became excited, "What did you say? You want to win eleven billion? My gosh, who are you? Such bragger? The last round was confusing, but it might have just been luck. Do you plan to win dozens of rounds in a row?"
"Of course, I am the true Gambling King!"
Yang Tian said lazily.
The crowd was excited and expectant, but some had mocking eyes, hoping to see a spectacle.
Meanwhile, in the meeting room, He Dong asked excitedly, "Mr. Long, are you sure that Yang Tian is a Martial Artist?"
"I'm not entirely sure, but his gameplay is definitely not normal, plus I have a way to reveal his true strength!" Mr. Long said, then took out a Spirit Stone from his coat pocket and handed it to He Dong. "Mr. He, take this Spirit Stone close to Yang Tian, and you can test whether he's a Martial Artist. If he is a Martial Artist, we shouldn't confront him directly, instead, we can buy him over!"