42: Has Lin Chuan slipped up?

Several underlings ran over, trembling, and checked Ghost Hand Cheng's breath.

Then they felt for his pulse.

Their faces all turned pale with fright.

Turning back, they shook their heads at Broken Finger Qiang, their voices trembling.

"Qiang-ge! No pulse.

His ribs are all shattered, his heart's been pierced!"

"He's completely dead!"

Hearing these words,

the muscle at the corner of Broken Finger Qiang's eye twitched violently, like a vicious wolf ready to devour someone.

He slammed the table with such force that the crystal ashtray jumped.

"Lin Chuan!!"

"You dare kill my man in my own establishment?!"

"Do you think Broken Finger Qiang is made of mud?! Brothers!"

He was just about to erupt, wanting to have the surrounding bodyguards chop these people into mincemeat.

"Stop yelling! Think your voice is loud?!"

Chu Jiaojiao sprang up and pointed at Broken Finger Qiang's nose, cursing back at him.

"We admit we were outmatched at the gambling table.

But if you want to start a fight, the Chu family from the Northeast won't stand for it!"

"Your people are people, but the people we brought aren't?!"

"Our Mr. Liu and Master Zhang also had their hands chopped off by you!"

"What's this? The magistrates are free to burn down houses, while the common people aren't allowed to light lamps?"

"If you can't handle losing, just say so!"

Chu Xiong also snorted coldly, some of the veteran's imposing manner finally returning.

He toyed with the two iron balls that had already gone cold, his face gloomy as he said:

"Broken Finger Qiang, there are no fathers and sons at the gambling table; that's the rule of the underworld.

"We signed the death pact earlier. My man lost his hand, and I accepted it.

"Your disciple just gambled his life and lost, and his life was taken. You have to accept that too!"

"That's the rule!"

These words choked Broken Finger Qiang, making his face red and his neck thick.

There were still many foreigners and other big shots from the underworld watching.

The West Street Restaurant could operate on this scale precisely because of these rules.

If he broke the rules now, who would dare come and play in the future?

In a sense, this was also the business environment of the casino.

"Fine rules indeed!"

Broken Finger Qiang forcibly swallowed his anger, but the resentment in his eyes was practically dripping.

"Since we're talking about rules, then let's keep playing!"

"I'm determined to bankrupt you all today!"

He had to reclaim his face! Otherwise, how could he lead his men in the future?

Lin Chuan smiled: "Sure, let's play for bigger stakes then."

He sat back down in his chair, his posture even more arrogant than before.

"A base bet of a hundred thousand is too stingy, like child's play.

"If we're playing, let's play fried golden flower with a million base bet!"

"And no cap, blind bets and calls as you please.

"What do you say? Dare to?"

A million base bet!

fried golden flower!

This playstyle was too brutal!

A few blind bets and you'd be throwing in millions, even tens of millions!

This was the rhythm of deciding life or death in just one or two hands!

"Whoa—"

The onlooking crowd erupted again.

Gambling at this level was rare even in Hong Kong Island!

"What's there to be afraid of!"

Broken Finger Qiang was also provoked into genuine fury. He had started his career with cheating techniques and had absolute confidence in his skills.

"Deal the cards! This hand, I'll make you lose so badly you'll call me grandpa!"

The dealer, trembling, changed to a new deck.

Shuffle, cut, deal.

First hand.

Lin Chuan didn't even look at his cards, directly throwing out two million in chips.

"Blind bet, two million."

This was called a dark bet, wagering without looking at the cards.

Broken Finger Qiang sneered coldly. During the cut just now, he had already used an extremely subtle technique to swap his cards for a straight.

"Trying to play mind games with me? You're still too green!"

"But I'll look at my cards. I never fight a battle I'm not sure of."

Broken Finger Qiang picked up the corner of his cards, full of confidence.

However,

the moment he saw the cards clearly, he was completely stunned.

A Four of Diamonds, a Seven of Spades, an Eight of Clubs.

4, 7, 8!

What kind of lousy hand is this?!

Forget a straight, there wasn't even a pair, not even decent high single cards!

Broken Finger Qiang's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

That's not right!

I clearly swapped them when I cut the deck.

"What's wrong? Broken Finger Qiang, are the cards too big, afraid to call?"

Lin Chuan looked at him with a half-smile.

"Cut the crap, I'm folding!"

Broken Finger Qiang gritted his teeth and threw down his cards.

The one million base bet was directly lost!

"Well, thank you for conceding."

Lin Chuan chuckled and swept the chips on the table over to his side.

Second hand.

Cards dealt.

Lin Chuan still blindly bet two million, not even lifting an eyelid.

Broken Finger Qiang, wiser this time, didn't swap cards, wanting to test his luck.

He looked.

Four of Hearts, Seven of Diamonds, Eight of Diamonds!

Another 4, 7, 8!

Exactly the same point values!

"Damn it!!"

Broken Finger Qiang cursed and slammed his cards hard on the table.

"Another 4-7-8, what's going on, two identical hands in a row!" exclaimed the onlookers in surprise.

"Hahaha, Broken Finger Qiang, your luck isn't great." Lin Chuan laughed even more happily.

Another million in hand!

Third hand.

Broken Finger Qiang's eyes were red.

This time, he used his ultimate, secret technique.

He was certain the cards dealt to him were absolutely three Kings!

"I don't believe it!"

He grabbed his cards.

If he won this hand, he could get back everything he'd just lost!

But when he lifted the corner.

4...7...8... Four of Clubs, Seven of Hearts, Eight of Spades!

Three hands in a row!

The exact same 4-7-8!

"This is impossible!!"

Broken Finger Qiang jumped up violently, knocking over his chair.

He slammed the three cards onto the table.

Then pointed at Lin Chuan, roaring like thunder.

"Cheating! You must be cheating!!"

"I got the exact same lousy hand three times in a row! How could that be a coincidence?!"

"You definitely rigged it!"

Lin Chuan sat there, steady as a mountain.

He spread his hands, his expression so innocent it was infuriating.

"Broken Finger Qiang, you can eat random food, but you can't spout random crap.

"I've been sitting right here, so far from you.

"The cards were dealt by your dealer and cut by you personally.

"I haven't even touched them.

"How the hell am I cheating?"

"You!!" Broken Finger Qiang trembled with rage but had nothing to say.

Indeed, Lin Chuan hadn't even stretched out his hand the entire time. How could he cheat?

But this was too bizarre!

"Hahaha!"

Lin Chuan suddenly burst into laughter, tears almost coming out.

He pointed at the three scattered sets of cards on the table, his gaze mocking.

"Broken Finger Qiang, haven't you thought about it?"

"What does this 4, 7, 8 mean?"

"It's a hint from the heavens to you!"

Broken Finger Qiang gritted his teeth: "What hint? What the hell are you babbling about?"

Lin Chuan laughed heartily: "478, which is also 748, homophonous with 'go die'!"

"Three times in a row, even the heavens are telling you to die. Why don't you hurry up and find a hole to bury yourself in?"

"Pfft—"

Chu Tianbiao, who had been nervously watching from the side, couldn't hold back and snorted.

Even Chu Xiong's gloomy old face showed a strange expression.

Go die?

That was too mean!

Chu Jiaojiao and Chu Yueli, looking at Lin Chuan, felt his trench coat-clad figure was even more handsome and dashing, practically comparable to the God of Gamblers.

And seeing Broken Finger Qiang's face, which had turned the color of pig liver, the Chu family members felt immensely gratified!

"Lin Chuan!!"

Broken Finger Qiang was so angry he almost vomited blood. The feeling of being humiliated made him want to pounce and bite Lin Chuan to death right then.

Chu Xiong now looked at Lin Chuan's back, his gaze completely changed.

If he had doubts before,

now, he was truly convinced.

Dealing such insulting cards to his opponent three times in a row, and doing it flawlessly under everyone's watchful eyes in the opponent's own establishment!

This wasn't cheating!

This was divine skill!

Gambling techniques reaching divine heights!

He didn't even touch the cards, yet could change them. Could he have supernatural powers?

But then again, the gambling skills of Ko Chun from the movies were only level 1 in the system mall!

Lin Chuan's was a divine-level gambling skill, maxed out after spending a hundred million. What's wrong with having some supernatural power to change cards from a distance?

"This kid is unfathomable!"

Chu Xiong sighed inwardly, also feeling a wave of relief.

Fortunately, Lin Chuan hadn't held a grudge against them before. Fortunately, his daughter had a good relationship with him.

He quickly stepped forward, standing behind Lin Chuan, adopting a protective stance.

"Broken Finger Qiang! Blaming heaven and earth when you lose? Is this the demeanor of a Hong Kong Island expert?"

"If you keep making a scene like this, the West Street Restaurant might as well close down for good!"

Broken Finger Qiang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the killing intent in his heart.

He knew the more chaotic the situation, the more he mustn't lose his cool.

"Fine, fine, kid.

"This round, you're ruthless!"

"Let's continue!!"

He refused to believe it! As a disciple of a gambling king, he couldn't defeat this mainland bumpkin today?

The dealer shuffled the cards again.

The tension reached its peak.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the shuffling hands, afraid to miss any detail.

This time, it was Lin Chuan's turn to cut the deck.

While Lin Chuan was cutting the deck,

his hand suddenly made an extremely abrupt movement.

His left hand flashed with extreme speed.

This was a very obvious card-hiding motion from his sleeve!

He didn't even try to hide it much!

That split-second movement was actually a bit slow.

"Hiss!"

Chu Xiong sucked in a cold breath, his heart leaping into his throat.

It's over!

This technique was too crude!

Even the Chu family's apprentices were better than that!

Even he could see it. Had Lin Chuan gotten too cocky?

A slip-up?

Chu Yueli was even more terrified, her face deathly pale. She instinctively wanted to cry out but covered her mouth tightly.

"Hahahaha!!"

Broken Finger Qiang, who had been staring intently at Lin Chuan's movements, now seemed like a drowning man clutching at a life-saving straw.

No! It was like grabbing the Dragon-Slaying Saber!

That wild joy twisted his old face into a chrysanthemum.

Caught him!

Finally caught him!

Heaven's road you wouldn't take, hell's gate you barged into!

He instantly shot an extremely fierce look at a trusted underling beside him.

That underling was also clever and immediately understood.

"Don't move!!!"

The underling jumped out like a mad dog, lunged onto the table, pressed down on Lin Chuan's arm, and shouted.

"Everyone, look!!"

"He's hiding cards!!"

"I saw it! He has three cards hidden in his sleeve!!"

"I'm catching him cheating on the spot!!"

"Chop his hand!! Chop his hand according to the rules!!"

This shout almost blew the roof off the entire second floor.

Everyone's gaze instantly focused on Lin Chuan's left hand, which hadn't had time to retract.

At that moment,

the air froze.