Chapter 6: Fifth Master Cen Of Beijing

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Was it going to be Small this time after ten consecutive rounds of Big? Could the ungrateful little brat be pulling his leg this time?

This was the last remaining 300 bucks he had on him!

"It has been Big for ten consecutive rounds! It's surely going to be Big this round!" The rest of the people around him chose Big too.

"Choose Big, Brother Sen! It's surely going to be Big! Look at yourself, how many times have you lost!? Follow me this time, and you won't be mistaken for sure!"

'Right, choose Big!'

'It's going to be Big!'

Meanwhile, the banknote in Ye Sen's hand was gently tugged away by someone. A faint voice was heard in the air saying, "Let's choose Small and place bets on three, one, and four!"

"Are you doing this on purpose? Who permitted you to choose Small, huh?" Ye Sen looked toward Ye Zhuo in a rage.

Nevertheless, Ye Zhuo's expression remained the same. She did not answer nor attempt to explain.

Someone on the side immediately rubbed it in. "Old Ye, oh Old Ye! You're going to lose so bad that you won't even have pants to cover your legs!"

"That bet is not counted! It wasn't me who made the choice! I wanted to choose Big!"

The dealer pinned down Ye Sen's hand. "Remove your hand after you place your bet, player! Don't break the rules here."

Ye Sen pulled back his hand unwillingly and glared at Ye Zhuo ferociously. "You're dead, little rascal!"

Meanwhile, the dealer opened the chest, and the dice on the gaming table were revealed to everyone. "Three, one, four! Small!"

Upon hearing that, Ye Sen's frozen expression turned lively in an instant.

'F*ck! F*ck me!'

'It's Small for real?'

He could not have misheard it, right?

"We've won, uncle." Ye Zhuo spoke nonchalantly.

He won! He had really won!

"F*ck! It is actually Small!" The rest of the people were all sighing in the surroundings.

"I won! I won! Hah-hah!" Ye Sen grabbed Ye Zhuo's hand in excitement and asked, "Which one should I choose next?"

This time, he truly believed in Ye Zhuo's capabilities!

Ye Zhuo's lips curled into a faint smile as she said softly, "Small. Three, one, four."

"Alright!"

After winning for a few consecutive rounds, Ye Sen smiled so widely that his eyes could not be seen! It had been a very long time since he won so triumphantly! It felt amazing!

The scene was witnessed by the eyes of the slim, straight silhouette standing at the guardrail of the gambling house's second floor.

He leaned forward ever so slightly, and his facial features exuded icy coldness under the dim, yellow lights.

A hand with distinct joints was placed on the guardrail. The fingers attached to that hand were slim, long, and clean, and there was a string of prayer beads held in them. The blood-red prayer beads offset the fair fingers and made them look even fairer.

It was a pair of hands so pleasant-looking that it could suffocate a man!

Meanwhile, a young man stepped forward from the side and spoke while looking at a spot downstairs, "F*ck. This is impressive! It's simply a case of prophecy!"

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