Chapter 372 One More Round

What happened afterwards could be described as a turn of events.

There was a saying that the east was brighter than the west. This Yan Zhan was still a pleasant surprise to Xu Han. He winked at Xu Han and put away the six ingots that the banker had lost. Then, he looked at Xue Ning behind him and asked, "What about this time?"

For some reason, the girl who had been extremely shy along the way seemed to be a different person. Her face was filled with a smile like the spring breeze, and this smile was mostly due to her confidence in herself.

"Eighteen." Xue Ning replied without thinking.

"Good!" Yan Zhan smiled and pressed all six ingots down.

The dealer's expression instantly changed. Only then did he realize that the person who had come was not kind. He widened his eyes and looked at the deer boy who had lured Xu Han and the others here. The deer boy immediately shrank his neck and his face turned pale.

"What? You're not playing anymore?" Yan Zhan did not seem to notice the obvious interaction between the two and asked loudly at that time.

The banker called Boss Xiong smiled sinisterly and said, "Play, of course play. This is only something gamblers can't afford to gamble on. How can a banker not be a banker?"

With that, he picked up the Dice Gu again and shook it with a strange rhythm.

To be able to sit at such a big gambling table, Elder Xiong naturally had his own abilities. At the very least, he still had the ability to control the number of points he could make by relying on the sound of the dice colliding with the dice.

Yan Zhan had suppressed eighteen, which meant that he had suppressed three six. This was a leopard. According to the rules of the gambling table, five times the number was suppressed. Adding three times the number of leopards, the odds were eight times.

Six ingots, at least 180 taels. Eight times is a thousand taels. Even if the owner of this gambling house has a big career, he probably won't be able to afford to let such a mistake happen to Boss Xiong.

Thinking of this, Old Ambassador Xiong came up with all the answers, shook the dice, and carefully judged the direction of the dice through the sounds of the Gu.

This time, he shook his head for twenty breaths before landing the Dice Gu.

At that time, his eyes sank, and a sinister smile appeared in his gaze as he looked at Yan Zhan. He was very sure that the current number of the Dice Gu should be one, five, six…

However, Yan Zhan did not seem to feel the tense atmosphere in the room sitting there leisurely. He even whispered something to Xue Ning behind him from time to time, causing the girl to laugh lightly.

Inexplicably, anger rose in Boss Xiong's heart when he was underestimated.

His hand that was pressing down on the Dice Gu suddenly lifted up along with the Dice Gu, and what he was waiting for was the cries of everyone around him.

Three dice, a total of eighteen points, were lying there, neither more nor less.

The corner of Boss Xiong's mouth started to twitch, but Yan Zhan's face did not have the slightest fluctuation, as if all of this was natural to him.

"Brother Xu, is that enough?" At that time, he turned to look at Xu Han and asked.

"Do it again, it's about time." Xu Han replied.

He saw clearly that Yan Zhan's hand did not touch the gambling table, and it was even more impossible for him to release any True Essence or any other internal force to interfere with the outcome of the Dice Gu under the supervision of the Flowing Light Metal.

Xu Han was naturally a little puzzled about how he did this, but compared to this, he was even more worried about the situation of Chu Chouli beside him.

Although the expression on the middle-aged man's face eased after several dozen breaths of time, the dense sweat on his forehead did not diminish at all.

"Bang!"

At this moment, there was a loud boom. Boss Xiong unexpectedly lifted the gambling equipment on the gambling table, pointed at Yan Zhan, and scolded, "Your hands and feet are not clean!"

At that time, Yan Zhan glanced at the furious Boss Xiong with the corner of his eyes and asked, "What? Can't afford to lose?"

"It was clearly you who tricked me." Boss Xiong roared angrily.

"You should know better than me whether or not I cheated." Yan Zhan narrowed his eyes and said.

Boss Xiong was stunned at that moment, and he couldn't help but recall the details of the Dice Gu he had just swung.

Logically speaking, he grasped his strength perfectly without the slightest mistake, and during the entire process, Yan Zhan did not touch the gambling table, nor did the Flowing Light Metal have any abnormal reaction. So, where did the problem come from?

When Boss Xiong thought of this, his body suddenly trembled.

The problem was that when he landed the Dice Gu, perhaps it was because he wanted to see Yan Zhan's arrogant face reveal a look of astonishment. His strength when he landed the Dice Gu increased a bit, and this increased strength caused the points that should have been 156 to become 3-6 leopards.

Thinking of this, dense sweat immediately appeared on Elder Xiong's forehead. He really didn't understand that Yan Zhan was able to calculate all of this in advance. This was an extremely terrifying thing for Boss Xiong, who didn't have much cultivation.

His body instantly shook, and after a while he said, "Go get him some silver…"

The attendant beside him was slightly stunned. Just as he was about to say something, Boss Xiong's expression turned cold. He said loudly, "Can't you hear me?"

The waiter immediately stopped and hurriedly left the room.

Within twenty breaths of time, he had brought two silver notes, each with a share of 1,000 taels.

At that time, Boss Xiong respectfully handed over the banknote and said, "This time, someone admits defeat."

It had to be said that Boss Xiong had made such a decisive decision. If he really didn't want to swallow this bitter fruit, then with Yan Zhan's cultivation, he would probably lose more than this amount of silver.

"More than 2,000 taels." Yan Zhan, who had received the banknotes, smiled and asked.

Eight times the odds. With the chips he had put down, the banker would only have to give about 1,400 taels of gambling capital. These 2,000 taels were a bit more.

However, Yan Zhan's frankness did not receive any kind response from Boss Xiong. At that time, the man's expression changed. He asked in a deep voice, "Brother, we have never met before, let alone have no grievances or enmity. Why did you force someone to die?"

"Hmm? What does that mean?" Yan Zhan was puzzled.

Boss Xiong wasn't sure if Yan Zhan was deliberately teasing him or if he really didn't understand the rules. However, he had no choice but to hold back his temper and say in a low voice, "The rules of the road. Leave a line behind in your work so that we can meet again in the future!"

"Since you have the ability to do so, Xiong Sanjiu is willing to give in. The extra money is Xiong Sanjiu's purchase money. If you accept this money, please leave!"

Hearing this, Yan Zhan nodded, as if he knew what was going on.

Boss Xiong's heart relaxed when he saw this, but he hadn't waited for him to completely relax.

Yan Zhan shook his head and smiled at Boss Xiong. "But my brother wants me to play another game."

As he spoke, he placed the two banknotes on a messy gambling table.

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