Chapter 67: The Old Eight Hands

Fukang Pharmaceuticals as a sales representative was to help Uncle De and help him solve his difficulties before withdrawing the marriage.""Are you really serious" Wang Xue'ning asked, "So do you actu..."Ah! We won again!"

After seeing the results inside the colored vial, Qin Chuchu excitedly shouted.

Although as the eldest daughter of the Qin family, 80,000 yuan wouldn't mean much to her, the excitement of gambling still made her very thrilled.

Luo Wentou stared intently at the dice cup, his eyes fixed on the three dice inside. They all showed a five. He had lost again.

The croupier beside her had beads of sweat on his forehead, bewildered by how he'd lost. He couldn't understand why his usual winning tactics suddenly failed him

A smile played on Ye Bufan's lips. Under his control of true energy, he didn't need to resort to cheating methods like an old swindler. Even if the other party used a crowbar, they wouldn't be able to budge the dice even an inch.

Now these dice are his pieces, he can roll whatever number he wants.

Though the dealer felt a mix of helplessness and regret, he still pushed eight yellow chips toward Ye Bufan.

Ye Bufan still didn't leave any, pressing them all on the top.

After losing three games in a row, the dealer became increasingly nervous, his hands trembling.

But nervousness couldn't change the situation. Ye Bufan won another four rounds, and now the pile of chips in front of him stood high at 128.

Luo Wentou's face grew increasingly ugly. He had originally planned to let Ye Bufan lose some money, and then control him through high-interest loans.

But the more they win, the better it gets. What's going on here

Ye Bufan shouted, "Luo Dajiao, am I right My luck is really good today. I win every bet."

Speaking, he pushed all the chips in front of him onto the table again, still betting on the big one.

At this moment, the croupier's clothes were soaked with sweat. Although Lu Wen Tao appeared refined and cultured, Lu Wen Tao's ruthlessness was something he knew all too well. If they continued to lose like this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But despite all this, he had no way out. This young man in front of him seemed possessed by the gambling gods, leaving him utterly helpless.

After another round ended, as expected, Ye Bufan's chips in front of him became 256.

Although Luo Wentao's family is wealthy and successful, it was still disheartening to have 2.56 million yuan taken away all at once.

He glanced at the croupier, who immediately understood. He clutched his stomach and said, "Boss, I think I ate something that didn't agree with me. My stomach hurts suddenly. Why don't you get someone else to take over"

Luo Wentou said: "Well then, go get Lao Ba to come here."

The dealer, as if pardoned, hurriedly left the place. His legs were trembling slightly as he walked away. He had lost over 2 million in one breath; this kind of mental pressure is something ordinary people simply can't handle.

Not long after, a lean middle-aged man reappeared at the gambling table.

He is one of the top players in this casino, nicknamed Ghost Hand Lao Ba. He is best at manipulating dice, and legend has it that if he doesn't let anyone win, no one can win a single cent from him.

Seeing Lao Ba Guishou, Luo Wentao's heart finally settled. He turned his head and said, "Mr. Ye, are you going all in again this time"

He now wishes Ye Bufan would once again push all his chips in, and turn the tide of the game with a single hand.

Qin Chu seemed to notice something was wrong and said, "Xiao Fan, luck isn't always reliable. Maybe we should bet a little less"

"Don't worry, my luck was calculated by a master. I can't shake it off even if I tried," Ye Bufan said with a smile.

After that, he bet all the chips in front of him on the big one again.

Luo Wentao's face broke into a sneer, and he said to Ghost Hand Lao Ba: "Let's begin!"

GHOST HAND Lao Ba was extremely calm. He took the colored cup and shook it gently up and down in his hands before casually placing it on the gambling table.

With his skill, he could manipulate the dice inside the colored cup as easily as controlling his own fingers—both nimble and steady, requiring little effort at all.

When he lifted the lid, he was dumbfounded. The three ones that had already been rolled instantly turned into three sixes. Ye Bufan won this round again.

After this round, he had 5 red chips in front of him, each representing 1 million, and another 12 yellow chips, totaling 5.12 million.

Seeing that he was losing more and more, Luo Wentou became increasingly agitated. According to this betting method, if he lost another round, it would be 10.24 million.

Ye Bufan picked up the chips in front of him, as if he didn't care about the money at all. He pushed them all onto the big position.

Ghost Hand Lao Ba only then realized he had met a master. He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and then began shaking the color dice in his hand again.

This time, he was incredibly serious. He tried four or five different techniques before finally using a move called "Flowers in the Sky," turning the colored smoke into a phantom that landed on the gambling table.

Although he tried his best, there were still three sixes when he opened the lid.

Now the ghost hand Lao Ba's expression changed drastically. He had been learning sleight of hand since he was ten years old and had never encountered such a situation.

It is already rare to be able to tell the number of dice from the shaking, but a master who can control the dice numbers in advance is the first time I have encountered.

He had met the top ten gambling kings in the world and never dared to claim that his gambling skills were the best, but he was familiar with all sorts of cheating methods. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out how the other party did it.

To say the other party didn't cheat but won 10 games in a row, even ghosts wouldn't believe it.

But if you say the other party is cheating, they're just standing there with their hands behind their backs, not even moving a finger, so how did they cheat

"I told you I was lucky today, nothing could stop it."

Ye Bufan didn't seem to notice the unsightly expressions on Luo Wentao and Ghost Hand Lao Ba. He chuckled, and pushed all his chips back into the pot.

"20.48 million!"

"40.96 million!"

"81,920,000!"

Ye Bufan won three consecutive games. When the result of the third game was announced, Ghost Hand Lao Ba's face turned pale. He had used all his tricks, but in the end, it was still ineffective.

Over 80 million, that's a huge sum no matter where you are. After losing so much money, Luo Wentao definitely won't let himself off easily.

At the thought of this, he felt dizzy and fainted with a thud.

"What's wrong with you You fainted after losing so little money, and it doesn't even cost you anything!" Ye Bufan expressed extreme disdain for Ghost Hand Lao Ba and turned to Luo Wentuo, saying, "Young Master Luo, the people in your casino don't seem to be very healthy."

"Just now someone had diarrhea, and now another one fainted. Hurry up and send someone who's in better shape over here, I haven't had my fill yet."

Luo Wen Tao still had a fake smile on his face, but his heart ached. 80 million wasn't a small sum no matter how you looked at it.

Moreover, with Qin Chuchu present, he had completely lost face today. He, the owner of such a large casino, couldn't even win against someone who had never gambled before.

He waved his hand, and immediately someone came over to carry Ghost Hand Lao Ba out. Then he said to a waiter beside him, "Go invite Master Zhao San."

The waiter responded and immediately ran to the back of the casino, soon returning with a man in his sixties.

The old man wore a set of black hemp clothing and a pair of straw sandals. At first glance, he looked like an old farmer from the countryside.

However, the people in the casino were very clear about Zhao San Ye's prowess. He was a super master hired at great expense from Hong Kong by Luo Wen Tao. Although he rarely made a move on weekdays, he was the cornerstone of the entire casino.. It seems like it won't be long before he advances to the Barbarian Emperor...""Die, I bet this guy would be slapped to death by the little prince..."Furthermore, the Black Robe Cultivator exuded a s...