Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Ye Feng looked at the chips on the greasy middle-aged man's plate. "Where did you get the money again?"

The greasy middle-aged man sneered at him. "What do you care? I have a lot of money. If you have the ability, continue to win."

Ye Feng looked at his deranged expression and shook his head helplessly. "Forget it, you should go play with someone else."

The man immediately revealed a mocking smile. "What? Are you afraid?"

Ye Feng smiled lightly. "That's not the case. I guess you borrowed this money from a loan shark, right? I don't want to go too far. You'd better return the money quickly so that your family won't be ruined."

As he spoke, he was about to leave with Cheng Fei'er.

However, the man did not know what was good for him. He grabbed his arm and said, "It's fine if you don't want to play. Just kneel down in front of everyone and say that you don't have any descendants and that you're not a normal man. Return the money you won from me and I'll let you go."

When the surrounding gamblers heard the commotion, they all started to watch the show.

The smile on Ye Feng's face gradually disappeared. He was originally merciful, but there were always people who took the initiative to die!

"You really want to bet with me?"

The man stared at him without backing down. "That's right. I'll let you know how powerful I am today."

Ye Feng laughed in anger: "Alright, then how do you want to play?"

Ma San stared at him. "We're playing with dice. Each person has three dice. Whoever has the highest number wins. Let's decide who wins or loses in one round. Winner takes all."

Ye Feng already had close to 120,000 chips, adding on the 20,000 that the casino had just paid, he had a total of 140,000 chips.

Ma San only had about 120,000 yuan on his plate. Actually, it was unfair to decide the winner in one round.

But Ye Feng did not care too much. He nodded and agreed: "Alright."

Ma San immediately rubbed his hands in excitement. Actually, he was best at playing dice. It was just that when he was on the first floor, the table playing dice was full, so he went to play golden flowers.

He admitted that Ye Feng might be good at playing golden flowers, but if he was playing dice, he might not even be qualified to carry his shoes.

Ye Feng walked toward the gambling table while thinking.

This Ma San actually dared to chase him to the second floor and even dared to borrow money from a loan shark to gamble with him. In addition, he looked like he had victory in his hands. Could it be that he had something to rely on?

Coincidentally, there was no one at the table next to them, so the two of them sat down at the gambling table and asked the dealer for two dice cups.

Many people saw the commotion and gathered around.

"You shake it first."

This time, Ma San did not beat Ye Feng to it. He raised his hand and let Ye Feng shake it first.

Ye Feng did not say much. He picked up the dice cup and started to shake it slowly.

Because he wanted to hide his strength, he didn't do anything fancy. He just shook the cup obediently.

As he was shaking the dice, he noticed that the two Dim Lights in the casino were also coming over to check.

However, he did not intend to cheat at all. It was not that he was afraid of being caught by the casino. He believed that with his cheating skills, it was impossible for the casino to catch him.

The main reason was that he didn't think it was necessary. Even if he shook it normally, ordinary people wouldn't be able to beat him.

Whoosh!

He suddenly stopped shaking the dice.

The surrounding people immediately looked over curiously, wanting to see how many points he could shake.

Even Cheng Fei'er was very curious. When Ye Feng was playing with Cao Wenhui that day, he was very brave. He should not be too defeated this time, right?

But when Ye Feng slowly opened the dice cup, she was stunned.

The three dice that Ye Feng rolled were 1, 3, and 5 respectively.

Everyone present shook their heads, and some people could not help but laugh.

"Aren't these points too small? There are only 9 points in total. It's probably impossible."

"Yeah, at least a dozen points to have any hope. 9 points is indeed too small."

"With this kind of skill, you still dare to decide the winner in one round? I really don't know where he got such confidence from."

"Losing hundreds of thousands in one round, this kid is really stupid and rich."

Everyone was not optimistic about Ye Feng. His points were too low.

Even Cheng Fei'er didn't have high hopes for him. She really didn't know where this guy's bravery from that day went.

Ma San saw Ye Feng's score and immediately laughed. "Your dice skills are not that good. It seems like I will win this round?"

Ye Feng's expression did not change. He only smiled lightly. "You haven't shaken it yet? You dare to say that you will definitely win? Isn't that a little too arrogant?"

Ma San slowly picked up the dice cup. "Looks like you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Then I'll give you a quick death."

As he spoke, he began to shake the dice cup.

His movements when shaking the dice were much more fancy than Ye Feng's. The dice cup was shaking in the air in a regular pattern, the dice were making crisp sounds, and he was obviously an old gambler who often played dice.

Everyone applauded his flowery move.

Bang!

Ma San smashed the dice heavily on the gambling table, and a trace of unnoticeable panic immediately flashed across his face.

Just now, everyone cheered for him, making him a little complacent. He did not control his strength well, and the dice did not roll the number he wanted.

Through the deep scan, Ye Feng found out that the points in the dice cup were: 2 points, 3 points, 3 points, a total of 8 points, one point lower than him.

He held back his laughter and looked up at Ma San. "Why aren't you opening it?"

The others also urged him.

Ma San's face regained its smile. "Do you want to raise the stakes? If I lose, I'll chop off one of my hands for you. But if you lose, let your girl spend the night with me."

The 'girl' he was referring to was naturally Cheng Fei'er.

Cheng Fei'er immediately glared at him, wishing she could punch him.

But Ma San ignored her anger. He still smiled at Ye Feng. "How is it? Do you dare to play?"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with killing intent, but he still had a smile on his face.

"I never bet on women. How about this? If I lose, I'll chop off one of my hands for you."