In Las Vegas, the city that never sleeps, a city built on desires and money, every inch of air seems to be saturated with greed and excitement. B - boy, with his exaggerated blue hair and the air of a street - tough guy, scurries through the complex passages of the casino like a rat familiar with a maze, leading Ye Long and Zhou Jiajia. Soon, they arrive at the bustling main gambling hall.
The main gambling hall is like a crazy factory of desires. Dozens of gambling tables are surrounded by crowds, packed tightly in layers. Shouts, curses, and cheers in various languages intermingle, forming a deafening and thrilling - yet - creepy noise wave. The air is a mixture of strong alcohol smell, pungent tobacco smoke, and the sweat of people due to tension and excitement, making it sweltering and suffocating.
Zhou Jiajia, a wealthy Chinese - American girl who usually indulges in the top - notch luxury of Beverly Hills, wearing a exquisitely - tailored Versace dress and the iconic red - soled Christian Louboutin high - heels, now has her delicate features wrinkled in disgust. Her porcelain - white hand quickly covers her nose and mouth, and she hurries through this chaotic and noisy place, turning into a slightly quieter side alley.
B - boy has a fawning fake smile on his face, revealing a set of nicotine - stained teeth. He turns back and asks, "Sister Jiajia, Brother Long, what do you guys want to play? The heart - pounding blackjack, the brain - teasing Texas Hold'em, or the roulette wheel of luck?" As he speaks, he rubs his hands, his eyes glinting with the hope of getting a fat referral fee.
Zhou Jiajia casts an inquiring look at Ye Long, her eyes showing both discomfort with the casino environment and a hint of dependence on Ye Long.
Ye Long looks as calm as still water. His deep eyes hold a sense of detachment from this crazy scene. He says unhurriedly, "Whatever. The simpler and more straightforward the rules, the better. I'm in a hurry." His voice is deep and steady, yet it stands out clearly in the noisy environment, as if carrying a reassuring power.
"Then follow me!" B - boy exclaims excitedly and snaps his fingers, leading the two of them into a lavishly decorated VIP gambling room.
Inside the VIP gambling room, a beautiful carved gambling table is surrounded by more than a dozen people. Totally different from the chaotic, noisy, and mixed - crowd main gambling hall outside, it is much quieter here. The faint aroma of high - end cigars lingers in the air, and soft jazz music flows from hidden speakers. The gamblers are dressed in custom - made high - end suits and gorgeous evening gowns. Top - of - the - line watches like Rolex and Patek Philippe on their wrists glimmer coldly under the lights. Their every move exudes the arrogance and elegance of the upper class, forming a sharp contrast with the ordinary gamblers outside.
Zhou Jiajia and Ye Long stand by the table and quietly watch several rounds of the gambling game. Ye Long's eyes are as sharp as a hawk's, quickly scanning the gambling table, not missing any subtle movement or expression.
In the third round, Ye Long calmly and unhurriedly places five chips gently on the number 4, his movements as composed as if he has already foreseen the result.
The dealer takes a deep breath, his forehead slightly sweating, and slowly turns over the dice - 1, 4, 4!
The corners of Ye Long's mouth curl up slightly. He wins two bets effortlessly. People around let out a burst of exclamations and cast envious and astonished glances at him, but Ye Long just nods slightly, his expression as calm as a still lake, without a single ripple.
Immediately, the fifth round starts rapidly. Without hesitation, Ye Long bets all the chips in his hand on the number 5. His eyes are firm and confident, as if this is not a game full of uncertainties but a battle he has already won.
The dealer's hand trembles slightly as he slowly uncovers the dice - 5, 5, 6!
"Win two more?" Zhou Jiajia's eyes widen, her face filled with shock and confusion. She looks at Ye Long in disbelief, as if the man in front of her is from another world, possessing supernatural abilities.
In this way, after ten consecutive rounds, Ye Long wins every game as if blessed by the gods. The dealer's face turns paler and paler, and beads of sweat keep rolling down his forehead. His eyes are full of fear and despair. He secretly gives a meaningful look to the bald security guard beside him, a look full of the desire for help.
The bald security guard understands immediately and turns around to leave in a hurry.
Before long, the bald security guard comes back with a middle - aged man whose hair is slicked back and who is wearing a pair of gold - rimmed glasses. The middle - aged man is dressed in an expensive Armani suit, with a slightly protruding belly, and he exudes an air of shrewdness and sleaziness.
"It's Victor, the gambling king!"
"Oh my god, I can't believe even the gambling king has been summoned!"
The scene suddenly explodes with chatter. The gamblers talk among themselves, their eyes showing both awe and anticipation, as if a real peak showdown is about to unfold.
Zhou Jiajia is also very surprised. She has been to this casino several times and has long heard of the great reputation of Victor, the gambling king. He is a legendary figure in the casino world of Las Vegas, and she never expected that Ye Long would force him out today.
Victor, the gambling king, strides confidently to the gambling table and replaces the dealer who is already as limp as mud. The dealer, as if relieved of a great burden, collapses to the ground as soon as he leaves the table and is carried out by two security guards.
Ye Long expressionlessly takes back all the chips and says lightly, "I'm bored with this. It's not challenging at all. I'll go and check out other things outside." With that, he picks up the bag filled with chips and turns to leave.
Victor, the gambling king, frowns, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. He gives a look to one of the security guards beside him. The security guard immediately understands and follows quietly.
Zhou Jiajia catches up with Ye Long in a hurry and complains, "Your luck is so good. Why don't you play a few more rounds? If we win one more bet, we'll win tens of millions of dollars!" Her voice is filled with eagerness and unwillingness, as if she will regret it for the rest of her life if she misses this once - in - a - lifetime opportunity.
Ye Long smiles slightly and asks in return, "Do you think my consecutive wins are just because of good luck?" There is a hint of mystery in his smile, making it hard to fathom.
Zhou Jiajia looks puzzled and blurts out, "Isn't it?" In her understanding, gambling is all about luck, and Ye Long's astonishing record makes it impossible for her to believe there are other reasons.
Ye Long just smiles and says nothing. His silence makes Zhou Jiajia even more curious, but at the same time, she thinks he is deliberately being mysterious.
"Cut!" Zhou Jiajia gives him a disdainful look and thinks to herself: He's just showing off because he won some money. Let's see how he'll feel when he loses everything!
"I don't care. Anyway, you can't leave until you help me win back ten million dollars." Zhou Jiajia says willfully, and she holds Ye Long's arm tightly, afraid that he will disappear suddenly.
At this moment, B - boy rushes over from the main gambling hall, with a flattering smile on his face. He asks, "Brother Long, what's in your hand?" His eyes are fixed on the bag in Ye Long's hand, full of curiosity and greed.
"See for yourself." Ye Long says calmly and opens the bag.
B - boy takes a look inside and is so shocked that his jaw almost drops. The bag is full of chips, which are real wealth!
Ye Long says unhurriedly, "Do you have chips of larger denominations? It's too troublesome to carry so many small chips." His tone shows a kind of indifference to wealth, as if these chips are just a bunch of numbers to him.
"Yes, yes, yes, Brother Long. Please follow me!" B - boy nods and bows repeatedly, a strange light flashing in his eyes. Then he turns around and leads the way.
Ye Long successfully exchanges eight chips of one million dollars each and four chips of one hundred thousand dollars each. Looking at these heavy large chips in his hand, Ye Long's eyes are still as calm as water.
Zhou Jiajia suddenly seems to remember something and asks eagerly, "B - boy, is that old Frank here?" A complex emotion flashes in her eyes, a mixture of hatred and a hint of expectation.
"He's here. He's in the room, Sister Jiajia, Brother Long. Please follow me." B - boy says quickly and leads the two of them in another direction.
Zhou Jiajia holds Ye Long's arm tightly, as if he is her life - saving straw. She knows clearly that whether she can avenge her previous losses today depends entirely on Ye Long.
Soon, led by B - boy, they come to another private room. Inside the room, a large gambling table is also surrounded by more than a dozen people. At the head is an ugly old man with wrinkled face. He is old Frank, a well - known sly old fox in the underground casino circle of Las Vegas. A large part of the money that Zhou Jiajia lost here before ended up in his pocket.
"Girl, what? You still dare to come? Aren't you afraid of crying and looking for your mommy later?" Old Frank says sarcastically when he sees Zhou Jiajia. His voice is hoarse and harsh, like a rusty saw rubbing.
Zhou Jiajia's pretty face turns red with anger, and she says through gritted teeth, "I'm here for revenge! Today is your doom!" Her eyes are filled with anger and determination, as if she wants to get back all the humiliation she suffered before.
"Revenge?" Old Frank looks her up and down, a malicious light flashing in his eyes. He sneers and says, "I think you haven't lost enough. Don't cry and beg me to spare you later. Maybe you'll even have to give me your little sports car!" His laughter is full of contempt and mockery, making people feel very uncomfortable.
Zhou Jiajia is so angry that she trembles all over, but she can't say a word for a moment.
Ye Long looks at old Frank coldly and asks lightly, "How many chips do you have? I'm afraid you won't be able to pay if I bet a lot." His tone exudes a powerful aura, as if declaring to old Frank: You are no match for me.
Old Frank flies into a rage when he hears this. He slaps the table and roars, "Don't be arrogant, kid! I have plenty of money. If you have the ability, bet as much as you want. Let's see if I don't make you lose everything!" His face turns red, like an angry gorilla.
...
At the same time, in another luxurious private room of the casino, Song Yingkai is hugging a blonde and sexy beauty, singing out - of - tune rock songs while drinking expensive champagne. Suddenly, a young subordinate runs in nervously, interrupting his pleasure.
"Brother Kai, something bad has happened!" The subordinate says out of breath, his face full of anxiety.
Song Yingkai is obviously annoyed. He frowns and scolds, "What's all the fuss about? Can't you see I'm having a good time? Wait until I finish this song!" His voice is tinged with a bit of drunkenness and impatience.
The subordinate hesitates for a moment, then bravely leans over and whispers a few words in his ear.
Song Yingkai's face suddenly turns gloomy. He pushes the beauty in his arms away violently, smashes the champagne glass in his hand on the ground, and roars, "Call all the brothers here now!" His eyes are filled with anger and killing intent, as if he wants to tear the person who caused the trouble to pieces.
"Yes, Brother Kai!" The subordinate is so scared that he trembles all over and quickly turns around and runs out.
"Dare to cause trouble on my turf. I think you're tired of living!" Song Yingkai says viciously. He picks up a sharp fruit knife from the table and storms out of the private room.
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In the previous private room.
Old Frank glares at Ye Long fiercely and roars furiously, "You bastard, you must have cheated! This is absolutely impossible!" His voice becomes sharp and harsh due to anger, and the veins on his neck bulge.
Ye Long looks calm and asks unhurriedly, "Old man, how do you think I cheated? You might as well make it clear." There is a hint of mockery in his eyes, as if he is looking at a clown.
"You... you..." Old Frank is at a loss for words and can't say a word for a moment. He knows clearly that Ye Long's gambling skills are really amazing, but he can't find any evidence to prove that he cheated.
Seeing this, Zhou Jiajia immediately shouts angrily, "Old Frank, what do you mean? You were so happy when you won the money, but now you want to renege on your debt just because you lost? Are you still a man?" Her voice is clear and loud, full of a sense of justice.
"Pay up!"
"Pay the money now!"
The surrounding gamblers also join in the起哄, and they have long been fed up with old Frank's arrogance and domineering. Now that they see him being humiliated, they all feel very satisfied.
"I didn't say I wouldn't pay!" Old Frank looks at the angry crowd around him and feels a little scared. He has no choice but to take out all his chips. However, when he adds up all the chips, he only has eleven million seven hundred thousand dollars.
According to the rules, he now has to pay Ye Long double the eight million four hundred thousand dollars he lost, which is sixteen million eight hundred thousand dollars.
"Old Frank, you've finally got what's coming to you!"
"You've lost all your money for your coffin now!"
Zhou Jiajia feels extremely happy when she sees old Frank's embarrassed appearance. She has finally vented her anger, and the humiliation she suffered here before seems to have vanished with old Frank's defeat.
"Old Frank, you can keep this debt in mind. We'll come back for it another day!" Ye Long says coldly, a hint of disdain in his eyes.
Adding the chips given by old Frank, Ye Long now has a total of twenty million one hundred thousand dollars in chips. Subtracting the one hundred thousand dollars that Zhou Jiajia advanced earlier, Ye Long won exactly twenty million dollars this afternoon.
"Sister Jiajia, Brother Long, the amount you have is quite large. You need to go to our financial manager to exchange it for cash. Please follow me." B - boy says respectfully, and then turns around to lead the way for the two of them.
Zhou Jiajia is overjoyed at the moment. She never expected that Ye Long would not only win back all the money she lost before at once but also teach old Frank a good lesson for her. Just thinking of old Frank's dejected face earlier makes her want to laugh.
"Sister Jiajia, Brother Long, our financial manager is inside. Please come in." B - boy says with a fawning smile and opens a door respectfully.
Zhou Jiajia is so scared that her face turns pale, her heart is pounding wildly, and she instinctively steps back several steps.
"Stop!" Ye Long suddenly shouts loudly, his voice as sonorous as a bell, full of dignity.
The big men who were about to take action stop in their tracks one after another and look at Ye Long in confusion.
Song Yingkai shouts angrily, "If you have any last words, say them quickly! Don't waste my time!" His voice is full of impatience and killing intent.
Ye Long looks calm and composed and says calmly, "This has nothing to do with her. If you have anything against me, come at me! As long as you let her go, I'll let you do whatever you want to me." His eyes are firm and resolute, as if showing Song Yingkai his determination.