Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 833 - 853: Death God Gambling Saint

Chapter 833: Chapter 853: Death God Gambling Saint

Early the next morning, after a whole night of not returning, Gao Yuan finally dragged his exhausted body back to the hotel.

During breakfast, he already noticed something off, but exactly what was wrong was difficult for him, who had lived abroad for years with only a slight understanding of Chinese, to comprehend the subtleties in the eyes of the Chinese people.

Nangong Bing’s expression was very strange, her pretty face slightly flushed, occasionally glancing at someone’s face. However, someone was busy eating and didn’t notice any of this.

This irritated Gao Yuan to the point of grinding his teeth.

"Bingbing, you don’t seem to be in a good mood today. Are you sick?"

Gao Yuan asked.

"Ah! What?"

Broken from her silence by Gao Yuan, Nangong Bing finally came to her senses.

A sheen of moisture flashed across her face, which was stunningly beautiful.

Her long and bright eyes were filled with charm as she looked at Lin Zifeng.

This left Gao Yuan feeling very frustrated, especially since they had only been apart for a single night. Last night, he had even secretly taken a photo of Lin Zifeng with that girl Jingjing and sent it to Bingbing via mobile phone. Yet the relationship between the two seemed not only unstrained but actually better than before?

This left Gao Yuan feeling completely bewildered!

"Bingbing, aren’t you feeling well?"

Gao Yuan walked over with concern.

"Uh, nothing."

"Nothing? Is it really nothing?"

Gao Yuan asked with a frown.

"Jack, you don’t have to worry, I’m really fine. Oh, by the way, you didn’t come back at all last night, where did you go?"

Gao Yuan nodded with half a doubt, saying, "I was wandering around at the Gambling Stone Trading Fair all night last night. I heard someone actually cut out a rare piece of emerald last night, and it even had a very rare golden line dragon. Wonder what kind of luck that bastard had."

"Clang—!"

The spoon in Lin Zifeng’s hand suddenly dropped as he was drinking soup.

"Hey hey hey, manners, manners. When others are talking, could you please stop making disturbing noises?"

This guy held up his finger, blowing on the fresh nail polish on it, leaving Lin Zifeng momentarily thinking this guy was a bit of a weirdo.

"I, I am the bastard you just mentioned." Lin Zifeng said expressionlessly.

"That emerald was cut by you?"

Lin Zifeng nodded.

"Where is that emerald now? Let me see it quickly."

"It’s with me."

Nangong Bing’s face was like a blooming peach flower, her complexion was exceptionally good, so much so it was almost dripping with moisture.

"How can it be with you?" Gao Yuan looked at her seriously.

"I gave it to the boss." Lin Zifeng said with a stern face.

He wanted to expose this guy’s identity, but couldn’t find a reasonable excuse at the moment. And he’s always been confused about Gao Yuan, not understanding why Gao Yuan was looking for Nangong Bing. Moreover, the Magic Bracelet clearly indicated that this Gao Yuan was suspicious.

Ignoring Lin Zifeng, Gao Yuan took the emerald handed to him by Nangong Bing and examined it carefully for a few seconds.

He clicked his tongue in amazement: "This is a rare top-grade emerald unseen in a hundred years! Plus, it has a golden line dragon, the market price would definitely exceed tens of millions!"

"Bingbing, this emerald, if made into a ring, it would be greatly beneficial to your health."

"You know about emeralds too?"

A hitherto silent Lin Zifeng finally spoke, smiling: "What, a graduate of the Stanford Financial Management Department, and you even know about antiques? You seem quite impressive."

In Lin Zifeng’s understanding, a mixed-race person, also a top student who has lived abroad for years and graduated from Stanford, surprisingly studied Eastern Earth antiques, which seemed illogical.

He admitted that some talented individuals have a keen study of Eastern Earth antiques, but not to this extent?

"Of course! I have been particularly interested in antiques since I was a child, and..." Gao Yuan stopped, furrowing his brows, saying, "But, little bodyguard, what business is it of yours? Is this any of your concern?"

"Hehe, you all chat, I’m full." Lin Zifeng shrugged, smiling nonchalantly.

However, at the exact moment he turned around, a cold face replaced his.

He pulled out his phone and sent a message to Long Yunfei.

The Martial Arts Alliance responded immediately after receiving the message.

Watching Lin Zifeng’s lonely figure, Nangong Bing furrowed her brows, her gaze falling on Gao Yuan, she said nothing and then stood up and headed towards her room.

Leaving Gao Yuan puzzled for a good while, wondering if he had said something wrong.

...

Promptly at eight in the evening came an invitation from Jingjing, announcing the arrival of a Vietnamese VIP at the Venice Casino, who had specifically demanded to gamble against Gambling God Ji Wu in a high-stakes match.

This grandstanding was completely ignored by Ji Wu.

Only his sister Jingjing was sent to flex her skills, which were far superior to that of the Vietnamese guy.

Not only was Ji Wu’s gambling skill renowned in the Venice Casino, his sister Jingjing was also one of the top experts in the casino.

"Brother Lin, ready?"

Lin Zifeng had just exited the hotel when Jingjing popped up suddenly at the entrance, nearly startling him into throwing a punch.

With a speechless gaze, he said to her, "You scared me, nearly hurt you."

"Heehee—how could Brother Lin bear to hurt me? By the way, Brother Lin, there’s only two hours left before the casino contest starts; let’s go, let’s go."

Jingjing, with her pretty face slightly raised, held onto Lin Zifeng’s arm and walked towards the sports car.

...

Half an hour later, the two appeared inside the Venice Casino. Thanks to Jingjing, Lin Zifeng naturally made his way in without a hitch.

Every year, the Venice Casino sees a slew of gamblers from all over the world, each coming in waves only to leave in gloom.

Everyone wants to defeat the Gambling God of Macau, Ji Wu, but for five years now, he has been without peer!

Now Ji Wu has become an emblem in the gambling world, without defeating him, one can never become the new gambling king!

In the gambling world, there was a saying: a thousand sails, ghost hand’s lonely shadow, without Ji Wu, gambling becomes void!

Back then, Lin Zifeng’s triumph over the Gambling Saint was still widely celebrated in the gambling world, but two years had passed, and the legend of the Death God in Las Vegas would remain a regret for everyone.

Even Gambling God Ji Wu felt it a shame; back then, the Death God amassed 60 billion in a grand gamble and distributed it to refugees worldwide, his glory and achievements went beyond merely gambling.

Such righteousness couldn’t be measured solely by gambling, but earned the praise of everyone in the gambling world.

Even Ji Wu admitted he couldn’t achieve such righteousness.

Upon entering the casino, it was just as Lin Zifeng had anticipated, nearly identical to the scenes in Las Vegas years ago.

The casino abounds with various types of games, with the most luxurious Heaven Rank gambling tables at the top, all built from white jade stone.

These Heaven Rank gambling tables were the brightest highlights in the casino.

Only when the Gambling God Ji Wu appeared would the Heaven Rank gambling tables be opened.