Chapter 219: [219] My scalp is tingling! _1

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Tang Feng grabbed another 1 million chip and placed it on the combination of numbers 1 and 6.

“Hiss…”

The gamblers around couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Again?

Was this guy addicted to winning money?

Did he really think he could guess right every time?

The croupier glanced deeply at Tang Feng and reached down again.

Just as he triggered the mechanism, Tang Feng’s hand suddenly knocked beneath the table.

This was a skill mastered in the art of sleight-of-hand, known as “Shake the Eight Directions.”

It wasn’t difficult to alter the dice’s outcome by shaking the table.

The challenge was to do so without making the table’s vibrations noticeable and still get the desired dice outcome.

To master this move to the peak of perfection, it would take at least ten years of hard practice.

Only Tang Feng had access to a system store where he could directly purchase it.

Others weren’t so fortunate.

He employed this technique very covertly, and obviously, the croupier didn’t notice.

This round, only Tang Feng placed a bet; no one else had joined in.

They all wanted to wait and see whether he was simply a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse or if he truly had some skills up his sleeve.

The croupier wiped the sweat from his forehead and slowly lifted the dice cup.

“Swish!”

The six dice in front of everyone showed: 1 point, 3 points… 6 points!

“Wow…”

The scene erupted once more, even louder than before.

If hitting a combination once might be considered sheer luck,

hitting it twice in a row could no longer be chalked up to chances.

“This… This is the Gambling God, right? How can he get it right every time?”

“My goodness, another 6 times the payout? Just from these two rounds, that’s an income of 12 million?”

“Show-off, he’s such a damn show-off, it’s making my scalp tingle!”

“12 million, so much money, enough for a lifetime!”

“Gambling God, Gambling God, Gambling God…”

Everyone was completely subdued by Tang Feng.

Some seasoned gamblers even knelt down on the spot, wanting to take Tang Feng as their master.

Meanwhile, some women were frequently throwing him flirtatious glances, seeking his attention.

Mao Anyi was exceptionally excited, hugging Tang Feng’s arm and jumping up and down, “You won again, you won again, Tang Feng, you’re amazing!”

Tang Feng felt his arm trapped between tenderness, an indescribably weird sensation.

Was this woman trying to seduce him?

Zhou Bingrui watched him with an adoring gaze, “Feng, oh no, Lord Gambling God, I, Rui, greet you.”

Tang Feng rolled his eyes, “Can’t you be serious for once?”

“I am serious. From now on, I’m your lackey. Whatever you need, just command, and I’ll make sure it’s done clear and clean,” Zhou Bingrui said with a flattering smile, “Can you teach me a move or two? Your skills are just too damn good.”

“You can’t learn my techniques,” Tang Feng said with a feigned lofty laugh.

“Impossible, if you can learn, why can’t I?”

“Because I am a genius, and you’re not.”

“Hey, can’t you be a little less demoralizing?”

“I’m simply stating the truth…”

While the whole scene was in chaos, the croupier’s face had turned deathly pale.

Just from those two rounds, Tang Feng had won 12 million from him.

This was the biggest failure of his career, and he had no idea how to explain it to the boss.

Seeing him standing there in a daze, Tang Feng had to remind, “Shouldn’t you give me my chips now?”

Now, he was a deity in the eyes of the gamblers, and they eagerly scrambled to play the part of sycophants.

“Yeah, quickly cash out the Gambling God’s chips, you’re not trying to renege, are you?”

“6 million, hurry up and get it for His Excellency, the Gambling God.”

“If you dare to renege, we won’t stand for it.”

“That’s right, we won’t stand for it…”

Urged by the crowd, the croupier’s expression grew even uglier, “I… I’ll go get the chips right now, just wait a moment.”

With that, he rushed into the nearby office in a flurry.

“Mr. Chao, we have a big problem here…”

Dou Chao had heard the commotion outside and was about to see what was happening.

At this moment, seeing the croupier dash in looking frantic, he frowned, “What’s going on? Why are you in such a panic?”

The croupier quickly composed himself and chose his words carefully before continuing, “That… that guy hit the number combination and won 6 million!”

Dou Chao glared at him irritably, “Someone already reported that, didn’t they just cash him out?”

“They cashed out the first round, but he’s hit another round,” explained the croupier in his hurried clarification.

“What did you say? Hit it again? Are you saying he’s hit the number combination again?” Dou Chao was also unable to remain calm and stared at him dumbfounded.

“Yes, this kid is just too spooky. For some reason, our table mechanism isn’t working, he’s guessed the numbers right every time.” The look of fear on the croupier’s face suggested he had never seen anything so eerie.

Dou Chao, unable to contain himself, turned hurriedly to Tao Wenxing, who was sipping tea beside him, “I told you there was something fishy about that kid. How could he possibly hit the number combination twice in a row? The odds are just too small, right?”

He was already being reserved; the odds of hitting the number combination twice consecutively weren’t slim—it was almost impossible.

Tao Wenxing also realized the seriousness of the situation and looked gravely at the croupier, “Did that kid cheat?”

The croupier shook his head in confusion, “I’m not sure, I didn’t catch him cheating. But if he didn’t, how could he possibly hit the number combination twice in a row?”

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Dou Chao looked expectantly at Tao Wenxing, “Elder Tao, we need your assistance.”

“If we let this kid keep winning, we can’t explain it to Mr. Xu.”

Tao Wenxing frowned and pondered for a moment, then solemnly nodded, “Then I shall meet him and see whether he is human or demon.”

Dou Chao finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Tao Wenxing, previously known as the Zhonghai Dice King, dominant in the gambling world, was sure to easily resolve such a minor issue.

No matter how much the kid had won, he would have to spit it all out.