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"How much money do you have?" Yan Xiaobao felt that this Brother Biao must have a screw loose to actually want to gamble with him.
One must know, his junior brother "Divine chanism Master" Duan Tiangang, in addition to being peerless at Fengshui Examination, had absolutely unfathomable gambling skills. However, ever since Yan Xiaobao had turned fifteen, Duan Tiangang had willingly bowed out, no longer daring to gamble with him.
Brother Biao made a gesture, and a subordinate walked over with a locked briefcase, placed it on the gambling table, opened it, and revealed a box full of cash.
Brother Biao stretched his hand out dramatically, "One million!"
Yan Xiaobao instantly lost interest. "Only this much? I can’t even be bothered to play with you."
"Brat, you’re small, but you’ve got a big mouth." Brother Biao sneered. "I’d like to see how much money you have to gamble with ."
"I don’t have much on right now." Yan Xiaobao had Tiantian take out the check Tang Wenjun had signed. "I’ll just use my wife’s pocket money to play with you—fifty million."
"Fi—fifty million?!" Brother Biao’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Not just him—even Zhao Erhu and Chen Long were completely stunned. They never imagined Yan Xiaobao to be so loaded. And this was just his wife’s "pocket money"? It was beyond ridiculous.
"Hey! You look like you’re a big shot. Don’t tell you can’t match fifty million?"
Yan Xiaobao’s disdainful gaze made Brother Biao’s face burn with embarrassnt. But pulling out fifty million on the spot was simply impossible for him.
"A paltry fifty million? No problem at all!" Brother Biao waved his hand forcefully. "Bring out the chips!"
Of course, Brother Biao couldn’t get fifty million in cash, so he ca up with a sche to use chips and gamble with nothing to lose.
Brother Biao was very confident in his gambling skills. He figured he had Yan Xiaobao, this cocky kid, completely in his pocket. And even if he lost, he had countless ways to make sure Yan Xiaobao wouldn’t walk away with a di.
Brother Biao’s n brought over a large box of chips and handed both him and Yan Xiaobao chips worth fifty million each.
Seizing the opportunity, Zhao Erhu whispered to Yan Xiaobao, "Brother Biao is known for being pretty sharp at gambling, reputed to be the number one gambling king in Baofeng District. Brother Bao, isn’t this wager a bit too steep?"
"Number one gambling king in Baofeng District?" Yan Xiaobao curled his lip in disdain. "Don’t you know my gambling skills are number one in the world?"
Zhao Erhu: "..."
Chen Long: "..."
When Brother Biao heard Yan Xiaobao’s words, he burst out laughing. "Who would’ve thought Brother Bao is the world’s number one gambling god? I’m truly impressed! Since Brother Bao is this confident in his skills, how about we play ’Landlord’?"
"Why wouldn’t I dare? Bet on anything you like." Yan Xiaobao’s tone was casual and indifferent, as if Brother Biao didn’t even matter to him.
Zhao Erhu frowned. "Landlord requires at least three players to play. Besides Brother Bao and Brother Biao, who else would join?"
"Dongzi." Brother Biao turned to call over a skinny, small-eyed guy, then goaded Yan Xiaobao. "Brother Bao, since you claim you’re number one, surely you aren’t afraid of pulling tricks, right?"
"Of course not." Yan Xiaobao agreed without a second thought.
"What?!" Chen Long imdiately tried to dissuade him. "This won’t work! Landlord’s a three-player ga. If those two team up, Brother Bao, you’ll be fighting one against two!"
"One against two, so what?" Yan Xiaobao said nonchalantly. "Even if it’s one against twenty, I’m not afraid."
Landlord was a popular card ga. In the ga, three players participate, with one side being the landlord and the other two players teaming up against them. The side that finishes their cards first wins.
If Yan Xiaobao managed to beco the landlord, then it would be fair enough since the landlord is inherently one versus two. But if either Brother Biao or Dongzi beca the landlord, the other would definitely help the landlord defeat Yan Xiaobao.
Tiantian and Zhao Erhu understood this logic and imdiately tried to stop him.
"Brother Bao, playing Landlord with the three of you is just too unfair."
"Yeah! No matter whether you manage to beco the landlord or not, the two of them teaming up against you—it’s impossible to win!"
"Exactly, Brother Bao. Pick a ga that’s at least a little fairer."
"It’s unfair?" Yan Xiaobao asked. "How does this ’Landlord’ work?"
Tiantian: "..."
Chen Long: "..."
Zhao Erhu and the others: "..."
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Even Brother Biao’s crowd was left speechless. Did this guy forget to take his ds today? He didn’t even know the rules of Landlord, and yet he’s betting fifty million? If he wanted to burn money, this wasn’t the way to do it...
"Hubby, maybe you shouldn’t gamble this ti?" Tiantian anxiously clung to Yan Xiaobao’s arm, speaking with a worried expression. The fifty-million-dollar check had barely ward her hands, and if they lost it, her heart would shatter...
"Don’t worry, Wife Tiantian. Watch as your hubby wins back another fifty million for you to spend." Yan Xiaobao grinned effortlessly. "You just need to tell how to play ’Landlord’."
Brother Biao studied Yan Xiaobao carefully. After hearing Tiantian painstakingly explain the rules of Landlord to him, he was convinced that Yan Xiaobao wasn’t pretending—he truly had never played before.
"Brother Bao, you’re not trying to chicken out of playing Landlord, are you?" Brother Biao continued to taunt him.
"Why would I be afraid to play Landlord with you? Cut the chatter and let’s get started." Yan Xiaobao rubbed his hands in anticipation, looking eager. Ever since Duan Tiangang stopped playing cards with him, he hadn’t touched any gas for years, and now his hands were itching.
"Good! You’ve got guts!" Brother Biao was even more excited, as if he could already see an extra fifty million in his bank account.
"Just so you don’t accuse us of bullying you, here’s the deal: you’ll have fifty million in chips by yourself, and the two of us will each have twenty-five million. Ten thousand per round, bombs double the stakes, no limits, until soone loses everything—deal?"
"Deal." Yan Xiaobao put his arm around Tiantian and sat down at the gambling table, ready to start.
Brother Biao greedily scanned Tiantian, who was nestled in Yan Xiaobao’s arms, and suddenly added, "If you lose everything, she stays here with ."
"Although I don’t like betting my wife, it doesn’t matter since I’m definitely going to win," Yan Xiaobao replied lightly. "But if you lose, what then?"
" lose? Hahaha!" Brother Biao laughed heartily, slamming the table. "If I lose, I’ll livestream myself—"
"Great, great!" Yan Xiaobao clapped and roared with laughter. "I’ve never seen that before—today’s a good day to witness sothing new."
"Stick around and see sothing new, why don’t you?" Brother Biao said with eyes gleaming a brazen light, glaring lustfully at Tiantian.
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