Tang Dongfeng lost to Steward He by a point.
Li Can was a bit unwilling: "How did he lose?"
"I don’t know." Tang Dongfeng also looked puzzled: "Today my luck has been really good, let’s go again!"
As he spoke, he mumbled under his breath, saying that losing was certainly an accident.
Steward He naturally was happy to drag him along, winning back all the silver he lost and giving Tang Dongfeng a lesson.
Next, he personally shook the dice cup; five rounds passed.
Tang Dongfeng lost eight thousand taels.
His hair was tousled by his own hands, and like Li Can, his eyes turned red.
"I don’t believe it, let’s go again." He said, directly putting all his remaining two thousand taels on the point with a one-to-three payout.
Steward He glanced at him, and also put down two thousand taels, placing it on the one-to-three big area.
Evidently, although he won, Steward He wasn’t satisfied and wanted to teach Tang Dongfeng a lesson.
"How’s it going?" Li Can was now more anxious than Tang Dongfeng, not knowing that he was playing this thing.
Tang Dongfeng’s fingers gestured.
Ye Muyu, who was standing next to him, reached out to uncover the dice cup.
Three sixes, clearly the largest number.
On Steward He’s side, he was just a point away, he lost.
Seeing the result, Steward He’s expression froze, filled with suspicion, clearly he heard it was this side that should have full points.
"Master Tang, you’re playing tricks?" This was suspecting him of cheating.
Tang Dongfeng had just collected the banknotes, and upon hearing this his face darkened: "Steward He, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can’t speak indiscriminately. You have no evidence, you’re making groundless accusations here and slandering me, if you provoke me, this won’t end well!" Tang Dongfeng slapped the table and said angrily.
Steward He gave a forced smile: "Master Tang, why are you so angry? I was just casually asking. I suppose now playing with me isn’t much fun, should I arrange for someone else to acpany you?"
"Want to change someone? Sure, put the banknotes here first, I’m not giving credit." Tang Dongfeng placed six thousand taels on the table, deliberately saying: "If you want to win these six thousand taels from me, you’ll need to put up double the stakes at least, otherwise, I don’t want to waste time playing with him."
Steward He looked at Tang Dongfeng coldly, after exchanging glances with someone among the crowd, he spoke: "Master Tang means to bet six thousand taels all at once?"
"If Steward He has the guts, this master will be afraid." Tang Dongfeng deliberately mocked him for not having the courage to play.
Steward He now didn’t care about saving face, only wanting to deal with him, gritting his teeth with a cold smile: "Since Master Tang put it this way, naturally I won’t let you down."
"Old Song, e over and play with Master Tang."
The middle-aged man called Old Song walked over, he had an ordinary face, and if you didn’t look closely, you’d hardly notice him.
Without any nonsense, he directly took out ten thousand taels from his sleeve.
Placing it on the gambling table.
"Master Tang, I heard you also like to play big, you place your bet first." Old Song sat down, eyelids lifted, making it hard to gauge his depth.
Tang Dongfeng observed him for a while.
Then the voice of Li Can’s exclamation rang out: "Master Tang, be careful, this man is a famous Gambling God in the capital, winning nine out of ten bets, for ordinary people winning five out of ten times is really good luck."
"If you play against him, you’ll definitely lose, didn’t you realize after playing for so long just now, the win rate was just sixty percent? Though that’s high usually, but playing against someone better, the chance of losing is now three times as much, meaning if you play against him, the likelihood of losing is ninety percent."
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