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Nie Aotian gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and finally chose to back down from the way Dong Tianbao had offered. "Fine, I hope Brother Dong keeps his word. At worst, I'll risk my old life and we'll all go down together."

After saying that, Nie Aotian flicked his sleeve and turned to leave with Da Dong and a group of bodyguards.

I underestimated Dong Tianbao's strength.

Watching Nie Aotian's figure disappear through the door, Liang Kun spat disdainfully: "Pah! What a piece of trash, what a piece of trash, does he really think he's the best in the world just because he's taken control of the Macau casino?"

"Little brother, let's give this old bastard one last shred of life. I'll personally throw him into the sea to feed the fish."

Dong Tianbao nodded, his brow furrowed: "Now that we've laid our cards on the table, no one should walk around the ship alone anymore. If you need to walk alone, make sure you have someone with you."

"That old cunning bastard probably won't give up so easily."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Mona, Azhu... In two days, the Dongfang will sail to the high seas in the direction of Sawadika for resupply. At that time, you will take a ship to Sawadika, and I will ask Fuguang to pick you up."

"Miss He, Miss Ye, you should come down too! It's too dangerous up there," Dong Tianbao said after thinking for a moment.

Mona and the other girls nodded obediently, and He Qiong and Ye Yuqing nodded after a moment of thought.

Silent all night.

On the evening of the second day, the God of Gamblers competition began as scheduled.

"Distinguished guests, tonight's semi-final is Mahjong!"

Forty people were divided into groups of four by drawing lots.

Rule 1: Three-hour time limit.

Rule 2: If one person at the table runs out of chips, the person with the most chips at the table advances.

Rule Three: Anyone caught cheating will be disqualified.

"Please invite the contestants to come up on stage to draw lots."

Luo Jiaying did not appear in the qualifying round; instead, Nie Aotian presided over the event himself.

After everyone had drawn their lots, Nie Aotian, holding a microphone and wearing a friendly smile, said, "I also really enjoy playing mahjong, but unfortunately I'm too old to sit for more than three hours. So, I've prepared a surprise for all the contestants."

The surprise is that each of the ten finalists will receive a million-dollar prize.

Nie Aotian had barely finished speaking.

The audience erupted in uproar.

One million each, ten people would be ten million!

What an enticing number!

Dong Tianbao and the others sat down in the front row, watching the busy staff in the room without saying a word.

Handsome Kun curled his lip: "Tch, all this fancy stuff, isn't it just to entice these suckers to place bets?"

"Hey kid, stop looking at girls! What do you think?"

Dong Tianbao's gaze swept over the forty people sitting at the mahjong table, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Nie Aotian has a firm grasp on people's hearts."

Yesterday it was dice and cards, tonight it's mahjong, plus this unexpected reward of ten million, all contributing to the image that Nie Aotian is rolling in money.

Dong Tianbao paused for a moment, then continued, "It further boosted our goodwill. Look, there's already a long queue at the betting booths."

Just as He Qiong analyzed before, the real, tense and exciting competitive atmosphere would make everyone present want to spend money and take a gamble.

The match started quickly.

It is currently impossible to know how many of the forty contestants are Nie Aotian's people.

The sound of manually shuffling the mahjong tiles filled the air.

The experts are all showcasing their skills.

Two players from India shuffled the cards with their feet, leaving everyone stunned.

"Holy crap, the guy sitting at the same table with them is almost fainting from the stench. The smell of their feet is wafting up to the audience seats."

"Damn, those people from Sawadika are really devout. They hold each card in their hands and pray with their palms together."

"Look, the players at the other table from India are smarter. You shuffle the cards with your feet, so I'll spray perfume. It's a combination of fragrance and stench."

"Damn it, these damn foreigners are always causing trouble."

A steady stream of onlookers gathered.

In the eyes of knowledgeable critics, these people are finding all sorts of ways to make the mahjong players sweat.

"Damn, this is such blatant cheating, why didn't the referee kick him out?"

"Now I can be a referee too." A pair of binoculars had somehow appeared in his hand, while his free hand itched as he scratched his crotch, muttering to himself, "Holy crap, does he even know how to play? Such a good hand, why not go for Thirteen Orphans, instead of a fart hand?!"

"Damn it, go ahead and touch me! What are you doing?"

"Oh my god, they hit the big one but not the small one, now they've got a problem!"

Just as Liang Kun was muttering to himself, a commotion suddenly broke out at table number two.

A woman who looked very much like Yuan Qiu, with a cigarette dangling from her mouth and one hand on her hip, pointed at a woman across the street who looked like a vixen and shouted:

"Referee, she's cheating!"

All eyes in the room instantly turned to that direction.

Nie Aotian gave Luo Jiaying, who was beside him, a wink.

Luo Jiaying then led two security guards over.

"Excuse me, ma'am, how did this young lady cheat?"

Luo Jiaying pointed at the scantily clad beauty and asked Yuan Qiu.

"She's always flirting with my husband, which makes him keep flirting with her." Yuen Qiu pointed at Yuen Wah and roared, "Still looking? Still looking? Your eyes are practically popping out of your head."

"Just play mahjong, why go out dressed like that? Aren't you ashamed?"

"Ahem, ma'am, please have some self-respect. What you wear is your own business. Please mind your own business... Ahem, if you continue to talk nonsense and disrupt the competition, you will be expelled." Luo Jiaying turned his head away and wiped his drool.

"Beautiful lady, come to my room for a sparring match after the competition!" Luo Jiaying whispered in the beautiful woman's ear.

"Okay!" Bobo said with a charming smile.

"Alright, everyone, please continue. And this lady, please don't cause any more trouble!" Luo Jiaying said with a smile as he left.

"Tsk tsk, this girl's dressed so scantily, I wouldn't be able to resist if I were on the field." Handsome Kun wiped his drool and said lecherously, "This grandma's got some good fat!"

Dong Tianbao glanced at the woman and then retrieved the corresponding person from his memory.

Bobo: Mahjong Saint 2, the sister of gambling tycoon Ghost Brother, a typical femme fatale.

"It's fake, it's silicone," Dong Tianbao said with a smile.

"Ugh! Damn, all that drooling was for nothing." Handsome Kun put down his binoculars and said with some disappointment.

"Haha, with your current status, Brother Kun, what woman can't you find in Hong Kong? If all else fails, come to Portland Street, and I'll call all the girls over for you to choose from, each one a genuine gem," Thirteen Sister said with a laugh.

"Distant water can't quench immediate thirst, you know!" Handsome Kun waved his hand.

Thirteen Sister was stunned. Holy crap, it really is true.

He then fell silent and continued watching the game.

The three-hour time limit arrived quietly, and the referee blew the whistle.

After three hours of hard work and the referee's tally.

Ultimately, ten people were selected.

True to his word, Nie Aotian handed out checks to each of the ten people amidst envious and jealous glances.

"We will arrive in the high seas near Sawadika tomorrow for a day of resupply, and the final match will be held the day after tomorrow."

"You can move funds around during this period!" Nie Aotian said half-jokingly.

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