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Chapter 282 - 260: Four Kings Again!

Chapter 282: Chapter 260: Four Kings Again!

"Why do you say that?" Li Chen’s interest was piqued.

"Brother Cheen, this isn’t just about gambling," Zhou Shaoyu said quietly. "It’s also about the pride of the northern and southern families."

With that said, Li Chen became curious as well, since most families were now in hiding, after all, the Central Huaxia government did not allow families to emerge.

"Actually, it’s like this, a family from the north seems to have come into conflict with a family from the south, and there’s already been some friction. But if these two families start to move against each other, it could involve several other major families from both the north and south of Huaxia, and the entire situation would be thrown into chaos. So, they decided to settle it over the gambling table. They’ve gambled several times before, and this should be the last time; they will deal with the matter according to the results of the gambling."

To resolve matters through gambling caught Li Chen off guard—it was indeed an interesting approach. It was a way to minimize significant conflict because if the north-south friction really escalated, it would be difficult to calm things down once they got out of hand.

"How did you come to know of this?" Li Chen looked at Zhou Shaoyu.

Zhou Shaoyu gave a hehe smirk. "Brother Cheen, I overheard it while chatting with some friends, and I happened to know about this underground casino, so I dragged you here."

"Brother Cheen, the match hasn’t started yet, why don’t we have a look around first, and maybe place some small bets too?" Zhou Shaoyu said, taking out the gambling chips he had prepared in advance and handing them to Li Chen.

Li Chen was speechless, sensing as if Zhou Shaoyu had tricked him into gambling.

"Fine," Li Chen nodded, indeed wanting to take a good look around.

"You don’t need to follow me," said Li Chen.

Zhou Shaoyu nodded, "Call me if you need anything, Brother Cheen."

After that, Li Chen started to look around. The underground casino was large and featured a variety of games, from card tables to slot machines, it had everything.

Li Chen approached a Russian roulette table. The game was quite engaging, involving a small ball that spun until it settled on a number. Usually, the Russian roulette tables made a lot of money.

Even if you only had one dollar, you might end up winning a significant amount if you bet on the right number.

Crowds were already playing at the nearby tables. Li Chen watched for a moment as people stared intently at the spinning bead.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

They murmured incessantly, their eyes fixated, embodying the desperate demeanor of gamblers.

Finally, the bead slowed to a halt on the number 11, eliciting sighs of disappointment from the crowd.

Shaking his head, Li Chen moved on to check out other games. Truthfully, he had never been to a casino before.

Meanwhile, Zhou Shaoyu planned to enjoy himself, but was interrupted by a mocking voice from behind, "Isn’t that the precious gem of the Zhou Family? What’s he doing in a casino?"

This comment made Zhou Shaoyu stiffen. Turning around, he saw a group of people laughing together, led by his arch-rival—Yang Feng.

Yang Feng, the son of the Yang Family, was also from a family in Linchuan, and just so happened to be the mortal enemy of the Zhou Family. The two families had been locked in constant competition in business and other areas, their feud stretching from Zhou Shaoyu’s father’s generation to his own, always engaged in both open and covert struggles.

However, Yang Feng always seemed to have the upper hand over Zhou Shaoyu, whether in terms of experience or other aspects, Yang Feng was considerably stronger.

Zhou Shaoyu said coldly, "Whether I enter the casino is none of your business. What about you? Shouldn’t you be looking after your own affairs instead of hanging around here?"

"Me? I’m naturally here to gamble. What else would someone do in a casino?" Yang Feng laughed heartily, then feigned realization, "Oh, Young Master Zhou, are you perhaps here to seek pleasure instead? That’s not right. If that were the case, you should’ve gone to that nightclub. I heard they got some new girls, said to be from Thailand, quite suitable for you, though I’m not sure if they’re ladyboys or not."

After he spoke, the crowd around him erupted into laughter again.

"You!" Zhou Shaoyu’s face flushed with rage, his anger clear for all to see. He wanted to give Yang Feng a good beating, but reason held him back; this time, he had left his bodyguards behind, and even if they were with him, he might not have been able to defeat Yang Feng.

The rest of the casino patrons paid no mind to the two groups—no one in the underground casino would be foolish enough to break the rules and fight, as it could incur the wrath of those behind the venue.

"Zhou Shaoyu, you really are quite tender," Yang Feng sneered. "Do you feel like killing me? I enjoy seeing you so irritated by me, yet unable to do a thing about it."

Yang Feng’s companions joined in the laughter as well.

"Quit glaring. If you dare, let’s see whose skills are superior beneath our hands," Yang Feng said nonchalantly. "We’re in a casino; let’s settle it at the gambling table. Do you have the guts?"

Zhou Shaoyu, initially about to accept impulsively, hesitated. At that moment, Yang Feng added fuel to the fire, "If you’re scared, just say so. Don’t be indecisive like a coward. If you want to be a turtle, just turn me down."

"Who says I’m scared?" Zhou Shaoyu blurted out in response, and Yang Feng clapped his hands with delight. "Good!"

"Then let’s proceed, Young Master Zhou," Yang Feng said with a disdainful smile.

The two went straight to an empty gambling table, and Yang Feng said indifferently, "I know you don’t gamble, so let’s play something simple. Here’s a deck of cards, you draw four and I draw four. We add up the face values of the four cards and compare totals; the higher total wins."

"Okay," Zhou Shaoyu had gotten himself into a situation he couldn’t easily escape from. Though he had visited casinos before, he wasn’t much of a gambler. His visit this time was merely for fun, but for the sake of his male pride, he couldn’t refuse to bet.

A cold sneer crossed Yang Feng’s lips as he turned all the cards face down, then flipped them back and shuffled them again.

"Draw," Yang Feng said indifferently.

Zhou Shaoyu, sweating from his forehead, drew four cards, while Yang Feng picked his four casually.

"Zhou Shaoyu, I won’t take advantage of you. Best of five rounds. My stake is a piece of land near the Linchuan River in the development zone, and your stake will be five shopping streets in the city center. How about it?"

The bet seemed to favor Zhou Shaoyu, but in reality, it was Yang Feng who was in the advantageous position.

Linchuan was now a first-grade city in Huaxia, developing rapidly and soon to approach the status of a supercity. One could imagine how immense the foot traffic in the city center was, and those five shopping streets were brimming with jewelry and luxury goods stores, where making a fortune every day wasn’t an exaggeration.

Moreover, these five streets essentially represented the whole area. The Zhou Family had initially built their fortune on this, and Yang Feng’s move had an underlying intention to uproot them completely.

Zhou Shaoyu gritted his teeth; he knew exactly what this meant, but he couldn’t back down.

"I’ll bet!"

"Fine," Yang Feng said with a sneer, revealing his cards — 10, J, Q, K — 46 points. Zhou Shaoyu’s cards, however, were 3, 5, 9, 10, which didn’t even add up to 30.

"I win the first round," Yang Feng sneered. Did you really think you could beat me at gambling?

The cold sweat on Zhou Shaoyu’s forehead started to bead as he lost the second round as well.

Sitting somewhat dejectedly, it was at this time that Li Chen, strolling around, came upon Zhou Shaoyu, who was sitting at the gambling table with another person.

"What’s the matter? Too scared to gamble?" Yang Feng taunted across the table. "If you’re out, just hand over three streets."

"Who says I’m out?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, prompting Yang Feng and his group to frown deeply.

"Who are you? Keep out of Young Master Yang’s business, and stay wherever you came from," someone behind Yang Feng said discontentedly.

Zhou Shaoyu turned around and saw Li Chen, his face lighting up with relief. Li Chen’s presence gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

Without acknowledging the other, Li Chen simply stated, and Zhou Shaoyu promptly stood up: "Brother Cheen, please sit."

Yang Feng was surprised to see Zhou Shaoyu willingly give up his seat but soon sneered, simply watching Zhou Shaoyu.

"Zhou Shaoyu, are you sure you want him to take your place?"

"Positive."

Yang Feng, looking at the unaffected Li Chen, indifferently explained the rules again.

"Which card is the highest?" Li Chen asked indifferently.

"K."

Li Chen nodded and motioned to begin, and Yang Feng, with a mocking tone, said, "I won’t hold back, you go first."

Li Chen, unceremoniously, took four cards at random from the pile, and without waiting for Yang Feng to draw, turned over all four cards.

"Four Kings?" A few spectators couldn’t help but exclaim. He casually drew the four highest cards, how could anyone compete with that?

Astonishment flickered in Yang Feng’s eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a dark expression. Did he underestimate this man, who was actually a gambling expert?

"Another round," Yang Feng breathed in sharply. After shuffling the cards again, this time he didn’t bother with pleasantries and reached to draw at the same time as Li Chen.

In reality, this was just a test of memory, but challenging the King of the Netherworld to a memory contest was tantamount to seeking death.

Yang Feng reached for a card, but Li Chen was quicker and snatched it first. Yang Feng looked up, irritated, only to find that Li Chen had already gathered four cards in front of him.

Could he be that fast?

Moreover, seeing Li Chen’s cards, not just Yang Feng, but the surrounding onlookers and Yang Feng’s group started to panic.

"Could it be four Kings again?"

Someone muttered under their breath, and Li Chen, looking at Yang Feng, smiled faintly and flipped over the four cards.

Indeed, it was four more Kings!