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Chapter 163 The Situation Escalates, Gambling God Uncle Zhong
【Name: Clown Mask】

【Effect 2 "Waaaaah": Active effect. Upon activation, enters a state of wailing for 10 minutes. You will always have the lowest score when comparing points. Cooldown: 30 minutes】

Overwhelmed by inexplicable sorrow, Ji Yi burst into tears.

The so-called 160 million seemed unimportant; unlike his madness, this sadness seemed to reveal his most vulnerable side.

This feeling is very bad.

"Ughhhhhhh!"

Lying on its back on the floor, its head is between Cilantro's feet.

"Waaaaah, it's tied with a ribbon. Waaaaah!"

Cilantro moved a few steps away: "Have you cried enough? Time to place your bets."

Ji Yi: "Waaaaah, I'm already so heartbroken, how could you do this to me!"

Cilantro: "Be normal."

Ji Yi wiped away her tears and stood up with a pained expression: "I want to bet 10 yuan on the banker."

Cilantro followed up with her bet: "160 million, Player."

These onlookers weren't stupid.

Thinking that it's a waste not to make money, I also bet on the player.

At this moment, the dealer at the card table began to tremble all over.

He's never participated in such a big gamble before. If he keeps losing, his boss will kill him.

Just as he was about to grit his teeth and continue, he seemed to receive some instructions from the other end of the headset.

A look of relief immediately appeared on his face:
"Distinguished guest, your stakes are too high, exceeding our capabilities. Please move to a private room in the VIP lounge."

Upon hearing this, Ji Yi cried even louder: "Why?! Why did even a lackey like you dare to reject me? Waaaaaah!"

The dealer, embarrassed, said, "No, a bet of over a hundred million is beyond the responsibility of someone as insignificant as me. Please excuse me."

"Then it'll be fine if it doesn't exceed one hundred million!"

Ji Yi grabbed a handful of chips, scattered them into the air with a whoosh, and spoke again:
"Ladies and gentlemen, as I said before, invite your relatives and friends to come over. Today's expenses are on me! You can also distribute chicken legs. We only need to keep 90 million in capital."

Upon hearing this, Chicken Leg had no choice but to pick up his chips and spend his money.

"Wow, look! He's throwing money around!"

A man in the corner of the hall tugged at his companion and pointed at the chicken leg, shouting.

"Seriously? That's really throwing money around!"

drumstick:"."

The scene became increasingly chaotic, and more security personnel were deployed to maintain order; otherwise, the situation would likely have been even more unsightly.

The culprit at this moment is holding a strawberry ice cream in each hand, taking a bite from the left and a bite from the right, while wiping away tears and canceling the backswing.

An unsuspecting person might think he bought two ice creams to ask a girl out and got stood up.

"Waaah, the strawberry flavor is so delicious!"

"But what good is it if it tastes good? Miss Xie blocked me, and Miss Cilantro doesn't want to be my girlfriend. I'm such a failure, I'm useless, sob sob."

Soon, ten minutes passed.

Nowadays, almost no one is gambling in the entire hall. Because of Ji Yi's words and actions, many people are waiting for Ji Yi to distribute money next time.

After all, gambling always carries risks, but it's completely different from picking up money for free from behind a big shot.

At this time, more and more people were in the hall, and some bewildered newcomers looked around asking what had happened.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man from the casino patiently tried to persuade Ji Yi.

The tens of millions that Ji Yi gave away are not a problem. This money will eventually come back to them after going around in circles, so it is actually a good thing for the casino.

The root of all the conflict lies with Ji Yi. If the casino cannot counter him, then it is necessary to minimize the impact of the situation as much as possible. First, they should pretend to reconcile in private, and then find an opportunity to secretly eliminate him.

For a time, the entire casino seemed to revolve around Ji Yi, whose every move affected everyone's interests.

"Ughhhh... Hmm?"

Ji Yi, who was weeping bitterly, suddenly stopped crying.

After wiping her wet cheeks, Ji Yi looked at everyone blankly: "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

The gamblers looked at each other in bewilderment.

The middle-aged man seemed used to these emotional shifts and reminded him, "VIP, you see, I just mentioned going to the VIP room."

"Don't go."

Ji Yi said decisively, "You must have arranged for eight hundred axemen. Did you think I would fall for that?"

Yun Chang: "?"

Bang! Ji Yi punched him in the crotch: "What's it to you?"

He rubbed his slightly sore fists and said, "Damn, I'm so tired from crying. Could you get me a bottle of salt soda, please?"

The middle-aged man didn't say much after hearing this. He ordered the other servants to go and get water, while he waited not far away for further instructions from Yao Shaojie.

Ji Yi, meanwhile, looked thoughtfully at the wet cuffs of her sleeves.

He truly hadn't expected the clown mask to have such a significant negative impact.

The manic state was alright. Although it affected his thinking and behavior to some extent, his intellectual performance did not decline. In fact, he felt more energetic and smarter.

How should I put it? It was incredibly exhilarating.

He lets himself go without any worries, as if everything is under his control.

But it's hard to assess a state of utter grief. When emotions are extremely low and psychological defenses collapse, one can't help but blurt out things that should or shouldn't be said.

He only had a slight crush on cilantro to begin with, so why did he suddenly burst into tears and confess his feelings? That's so damn clownish.

Ji Yi walked towards the coriander: "Well, what I was saying just now was actually an equipment effect. I was just talking nonsense, so don't take it to heart."

"Ah."

Cilantro's attitude remained the same, but she showed much less resistance and hostility.

Ji Yi looked at the chicken leg again: "How many chips do we have left?"

Chicken Leg quickly replied, "There are still 98,320,000 left. Should we give them all the remaining change?"

Ji Yi waved her hand: "No need, let's leave it at that for now."

Then, Ji Yi glanced around at the crowd of gamblers watching, and pointed in one direction, saying:

"Huang Ziyang, step forward!"

"Yes!"

A man suddenly stood up, but quickly looked puzzled and pointed to the tip of his nose: "Boss, do you recognize me?"

Ji Yi certainly didn't recognize them, but the Data Eye knew his thoughts and could easily view everyone's information.

He chuckled and said, "Of course I recognize you. You're a big reporter. I've seen you on TV."

Huang Ziyang scratched his head: "I'm a newspaper reporter."

"It's not important!" Ji Yi waved his hand dismissively. "Today I want to make a big splash and earn some pocket money from the casino. Are you interested in reporting on it?"

Huang Ziyang: "Me"

"Great! You're ambitious! You're sure to get promoted and make a fortune!"

Huang Ziyang swallowed the rest of his words.

He was thinking to himself, "What big news is this? It's not uncommon for some tycoon to lose or win a billion at the casino."

It is indeed remarkable that Ji Yi has come this far from being a poor boy, but who knows how far he can go? If he takes the wrong step, he will fall into an abyss, and then he will not be in the news.

Then Ji Yi looked at the middle-aged man and continued:
"Upgrading the private rooms and gameplay is possible. However, I have serious doubts about your security conditions and fair practices. Therefore, I request that the following games be conducted fairly and openly, in the presence of everyone. Is that acceptable?"

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his face: "You're completely overthinking this. Our casino is legitimate and all operations are conducted in accordance with the law."

"That means there's nothing to talk about?"

Ji Yi sneered.

"In that case, I'll just play these casual games in the hall. By the way, I'm a kind-hearted man. I'm a native of Beijing and I'm planning to become a philanthropist."

“I will eat here, sleep here, and the first thing I will do every morning is gamble away all your cash reserves, and then instruct people to use it for charity, to build schools or something.”

At this point, some gamblers became unhappy: "Didn't you just say you would pay for everyone's bill? Why have you changed your mind and started doing charity?"

Ji Yi smiled coldly: "But I also said it's only for today. I've already been very merciful to give you bunch of stupid gambling dogs a chance to turn over a new leaf."

This remark affected almost all the guests present, yet no one dared to utter a word in rebuttal.

Someone seemed to have realized something, gritted his teeth, and took the hundreds of thousands of chips that Ji Yi had given him to the exchange counter.

Ji Yi took all of this into account.

He then looked at the middle-aged man:
“I know you’re no good at making decisions, but Young Master Yao must have heard what I said, right? Let him think carefully about what he should do.”

"Don't think that just because I live in a casino, you can just find a few thugs to take care of this problem. I spend enough money every day to hire private security to protect my safety 24 hours a day."

Ji Yi finally dropped the pretense and launched into a long, rambling speech, revealing his true intentions.

He wanted to make a big fuss about this, to make it known to everyone, and to draw all eyes to this place.

Originally, he tried to achieve this goal by spending money and attracting attention in various ways, but he found that the results were not good.

Because outside the casino, a large number of reporters and gamblers who had come after hearing the news had already been stopped.

Yao Shaojie has a lot of influence, and he can suppress something with ease.

So now Ji Yi has no choice but to lay his cards on the table and demonstrate his threat.

In Southeast Asia, Ji Yi's tactic would be completely ineffective, but this is Longshi City in Xia Guo, where he has plenty of ways to ensure his safety before the other party responds.

"Damn it!"

boom!
Enraged, Yao Shaojie slammed his fist on the table, glaring at Ji Yi in the surveillance footage with eyes wide with fury.

All he could think about was whether he should send someone to kill Ji Yi on the spot to avoid further trouble.

If the hitman keeps quiet, and with some maneuvering, the case can be easily closed.
Although it will affect the casino's reputation, it's still better than letting Ji Yi earn hundreds of millions or billions of dollars from the casino every day.

Uncle Zhang saw through his thoughts: "Young Master Yao, you can't act impulsively. Even if you're going to kill, it shouldn't be at this time or in this place."

Yao Shaojie gritted his teeth in resentment: "So, are we just going to let him make a scene that the whole country knows about? How are we going to kill him then?!"

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "At this point, there are only two options."

Yao Shaojie glanced at him: "Tell me."

First, offer him amnesty.

"Impossible! He insulted me, he must die!"

Uncle Zhang sighed and could only say:

"In that case, why don't we just let him lose in broad daylight? Young Master, didn't you already contact Uncle Zhong?"

"Um"

Yao Shaojie pondered for a moment, then said somewhat resentfully:
"Uncle Zhong already told me that he was too lazy to clean up my mess. He also said that I should learn a lesson this time."

Compared to Uncle Zhang, who was only ten years older than him, Uncle Zhong was clearly more respected by Yao Shaojie.

After all, Uncle Zhang was only good at judging people, which Yao Shaojie didn't consider a great skill.

But Uncle Chung is different. At the age of fifty, his gambling skills are superb. As the undisputed God of Gamblers in the world, his methods far surpass those of the so-called second place.

His battles in his youth were numerous, leaving behind many legends.

Many of the masters of deception who had played against Uncle Zhong have said that they were holding a winning hand, but in an instant, the cards turned into a terrible one.

To this day, no one knows what Uncle Zhong actually did. After all, catching cheaters requires evidence. To change your cards from several meters away without any action is pure science fiction.

Many people do not believe these rumors, considering them exaggerated.

But Yao Shaojie had witnessed it firsthand since childhood, and this skill was absolutely genuine, even extremely similar to the effect presented by Ji Yi.

It's fair to say that Uncle Zhong deserves a large share of the credit for the rise of the Yao Group and the establishment of the Golden Cage Casino.

Without Uncle Zhong, Yao Shaojie's father, Yao Zhenting, would never have been able to amass such a large fortune.

Compared to his father, Yao Shaojie was clearly more afraid of and in awe of Uncle Zhong.

At that moment, Uncle Zhang chuckled:
"Young Master, you've really forgotten about me. With my ability to judge people, how could I not know how to persuade Uncle Zhong?"

Uncle Zhang's abilities were the most underestimated by Yao Shaojie.

It was he who asserted that "Uncle Zhong had no ulterior motives," which is why the naturally suspicious Yao Zhenting spared Uncle Zhong's life.

After all, Uncle Zhong's abilities were truly too great, and Yao Zhenting would naturally harbor some resentment towards him.

After reviewing these old stories, Uncle Zhang smiled slightly and whispered a few words in Yao Shaojie's ear.

Soon, Yao Shaojie's eyes lit up: "Great, great! I'll call him again right now!"

Casino lobby.

Ji Yi gulped down the salt soda, finally feeling like she had replenished the water and salt she had cried out.

"Phew, that was awesome! Have you guys thought this through yet? Or should I play a little longer?"

As she spoke, Ji Yi walked to a card table, eager to try her luck and place another bet.

At that moment, the middle-aged man covered his earpiece and whispered a few words before finally replying to Ji Yi:

"Young Master Yao has agreed, but please wait a moment. Old Master Zhong, who is going to play a game with you next, is still on his way. Don't worry, the private plane is very fast."

When the middle-aged man spoke, many gamblers in the room were confused: Who is Mr. Zhong?
Newspaper reporter Huang Ziyang exclaimed in realization, "It's him? The legendary gambling god!"

"Hey, do you know who he is? Tell me about it."

One gambler asked a question, which sparked a small discussion.

"Clap clap clap."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man clapped a few times, and when everyone looked at him, he put on his business-like smile again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to inform you that the casino will be closed for the day. However, based on this guest's opinion, you may still observe and even start live streaming and recording."

"You are about to witness an immortal legend of the God of Gamblers, who will once again dominate the world!"

(End of this chapter)