90: Chapter 90 This leopard is awesome
"Thirty thousand it is, how shall we bet?"
Zhang Zixuan was certain that the previous round had absolutely been his own mistake.
This time, it was impossible for him to make another mistake.
He was completely confident that he would win this round.
"Does that even need asking? Brothers, tell him how I want to bet!" Jiang He shouted to the people behind him.
Everyone laughed and shouted in unison: "All-in! Hahaha!"
"Fine." Zhang Zixuan let out a long sigh of relief and picked up the dice cup to start shaking.
This time he was very careful, but his hand movements were very fast.
He used a special technique.
He intended to stack the three dice on top of each other.
If Jiang He bet on Big, he would count the points based on the face that was visible.
If Jiang He bet on Small, he only needed to give the dice cup a slight shake when opening it to let the dice scatter.
"Come on then, are you betting on Big or Small?" He stared at Jiang He.
Jiang He curled his lips: "Big."
Zhang Zixuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said: "Before we open it, let's make the rules clear. Sometimes the dice stack up when shaken. If that happens, we only count the points on the top die; the ones underneath don't count."
As soon as these words were out, Blood Blade immediately jumped up.
"Damn! Why the hell didn't you say that earlier? We've already placed our bets!"
Zhang Zixuan spread his hands: "Can't help it, those are the rules. Anyone who plays dice knows that."
People in the crowd started whispering.
"Yeah, I've heard of that rule too."
"Damn, then isn't the Viscount in trouble? If they stack up, it's equivalent to missing one or two dice."
The more the crowd said this, the less Zhang Zixuan could hide the smile on his face.
Jiang He, however, yawned, looking impatient: "Stop yapping and open it already!"
He didn't care if they were stacked or not; he had spent five yuan to recharge earlier, and he was leaving the rest to the cheat system.
Zhang Zixuan snorted coldly: "Jiang He, you're done for this time..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly froze.
The dice cup was opened: 1-6-6, Big.
The entire room instantly erupted into thunderous cheers.
"The Viscount is awesome..."
"My god, this is truly the gamble of the century!"
It was no exaggeration to call it a high-stakes gamble.
The gold coins and equipment on the table were worth at least two billion Chinese yuan in cash, and all of this was just the stake for a single round.
"Impossible... How could it be Big?" Zhang Zixuan stared with wide eyes, locked onto the dice, his face full of disbelief.
"Hey, don't just stand there, hurry up and pay up!" Jiang He urged.
Zhang Zixuan snapped his head up, his eyes bloodshot, and roared at Jiang He: "You cheated!"
As soon as the words fell, the whole room burst into laughter.
"Did this guy lose his mind from losing?"
"Exactly. The dice are yours, and you shook the cup yourself. The Viscount never touched it from beginning to end, and you say he cheated? What, is the Viscount the God of Gamblers or does he have a cheat system?"
"Haha, right, right! He means the Viscount can change the points from the backend, right?"
"Hahaha..."
Hearing these discussions behind him, the corners of Jiang He's mouth twitched.
He had to admire them in his heart: these guys guessed damn accurately.
"Alright, hurry up and pay up, won't you? You don't really want to welsh on the debt, do you? If so, my brothers and I will really have to invite you to go chat with the Empress." Blood Blade sat on the gambling table, head held high, looking like a completely different person from the pathetic state he was in when he'd lost down to his underwear.
Zhang Zixuan also realized that he had spoken without thinking.
The dice cup had been in his hands the whole time; Jiang He couldn't have done anything to it.
"How on earth did you do it? I clearly..."
"You clearly what?" Jiang He glanced at him.
Zhang Zixuan immediately stopped talking.
He dared not admit in public that he had used a technique to stack the dice.
"Alright, Young Master Zhang, hurry up and pay up. Do you really want to welsh? If so, I'll really have to take you to have tea with the Empress."
Hearing this, Zhang Zixuan waved his hand.
Several people behind him pushed all the large boxes in front of them over to Jiang He.
Jiang He didn't even look at them, directly putting the items into his inventory, stood up, and wanted to leave.
Zhang Ziteng shouted: "Stop! The gambling game isn't over yet!"
Jiang He turned around to look at him, sized him up from head to toe, and looked disgusted: "Forget it, I'm not interested in your Wind Whisper set. It's not worth much, maybe ten thousand gold at most. I'm not short on that little bit."
"I said it's not over, so it's not over!"
According to the gambling house rules, one can leave after winning enough money.
But if the loser doesn't want to end the game, one cannot leave.
Now that Zhang Zixuan was the biggest loser, he had the right to demand that the gambling continue.
"Fine, fine, continue then. But if I go all-in again, you have to have something of equal value to bet, right?"
Jiang He sat back down impatiently.
The next thing Zhang Zixuan did left everyone present stunned.
He quickly sent a few messages, and thousands of people swarmed in through the entrance of the gambling house!
"Young Master Zhang, this is my Abyss set!"
"And mine, 200 silver coins plus this shadow strike sword!"
It turned out this guy had called all his company's subordinates over!
Those with money pooled money; those without money bet equipment.
He actually managed to scrape together quite a few loose pieces of equipment and game currency.
Jiang He looked at the pile of miscellaneous equipment covering the table; there were items for every class and every level.
And those copper and silver coins piled up like a small mountain. His eyelid twitched: "Young Master Zhang, you're playing a bit too big this time, aren't you?"
"What? Scared? According to the rules, if the winner insists on quitting, they have to cough up all the money they won before they can leave, otherwise, they must continue to gamble!"
Zhang Zixuan had him cornered now.
He had staked all of his assets in Chang'an City.
The pile of equipment and game currency in front of them, although not worth as much as what he had lost earlier, wasn't far off.
Jiang He stretched: "Fine, fine, let's get started!"
Zhang Zixuan curled his lips smugly—this time, he was going to use his ultimate move!
As long as he rolled a three-of-a-kind, it didn't matter if Jiang He bet Big or Small, he would lose everything! And he would have to pay the house double!
The dice cup rattled "clatter, clatter" in his hands for a full ten minutes.
The whole room was deathly quiet, with everyone staring intently at that black dice cup.
This round was practically the same as determining life and death.
Win, and you're loaded; lose, and you have nothing.
Bang! The dice cup finally landed on the table.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for Jiang He to place his bet.
Jiang He, however, looked relaxed and pushed all his chips forward.
"Small!"
Suddenly, Blood Blade grabbed his arm and shouted anxiously: "Big Brother, calm down! Think about it again, can you?"
It wasn't that Blood Blade didn't trust Jiang He, but the stakes for this round were simply too high, and he wanted Jiang He to win too much.
But gambling, to some extent, still depends on luck.
From the beginning until now, Jiang He had been betting as if he were just guessing blindly, and he was afraid that this good luck would suddenly run out!
"Oh, stop dawdling. I've thought it through; it's Small!"
"Hahaha!" Zhang Zixuan laughed wildly, "Jiang He, I guess you don't know another rule, do you? If the dealer rolls a three-of-a-kind, you have to pay double!"
He could already imagine Jiang He having no money to pay and being forced to strip off his equipment in a pathetic state.
"Fine, fine, I know, I know. Hurry up and open it, big brother, I have other things to do." Jiang He rolled his eyes.
Zhang Zixuan snorted coldly and violently lifted the dice cup!
The whole room was dumbfounded.
It really was a three-of-a-kind?!
"Hahaha! This three-of-a-kind is awesome!" Blood Blade slapped his thigh hard and laughed out loud.
"No... Impossible... How could this happen..." Zhang Zixuan's face turned pale, his voice trembling.
The next second, the entire gambling house erupted into even louder laughter.
It was indeed a three-of-a-kind.
But the three dice of the three-of-a-kind were steadily stacked into a small pillar! The single pip on the top one was facing the sky!