Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 649: A Genius Exists

Chapter 649: Chapter 649: A Genius Exists

Yang Xudong forced a smile, thinking that fifty thousand US dollars wasn’t a small sum, because with this type of gambling the wins and losses happened quickly. Bad luck could mean losing millions of US dollars in just a moment.

Here the rule was the minimum bet was one hundred US dollars, and the maximum was one hundred thousand US dollars. Yang Xudong estimated that Fang Bai would soon raise his bets to the maximum.

The dealer put the three dice in a container, shook it vigorously with both hands, and then placed it on the gambling table. After the guests finished placing their bets, he would lift the lid of the container.

The rules for betting on big and small in Sic Bo are that the total sum of three dice from 4 to 10 is considered small, and from 11 to 17 is big. Now, the sum of the three dice inside the container was 8, so Fang Bai, like many who bet big, lost money in the blink of an eye.

"Not so lucky... Let’s go again..."

Fang Bai, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, muttered to himself and nonchalantly threw another fifty thousand US dollars in chips onto the area marked ’big’.

This time the outcome was 6, still ’small,’ and Fang Bai lost again.

In the four following rounds, Fang Bai lost three times and won only once. His luck was still poor.

Fang Bai seemed a bit angry and started betting one hundred thousand US dollars as if out of spite.

Good fortune quickly sided with Fang Bai. In the next few rounds, he won more than he lost, and later his luck was incredibly hot, winning regardless of betting on big or small.

Yang Xudong was also amazed at Fang Bai’s luck. He quietly calculated that in a little over an hour, Fang Bai had won more than two million US dollars from this table.

"Let’s go, let’s play somewhere else!"

Looking at the round-faced, Asian dealer whose face had turned dark, Fang Bai laughed heartily and moved to a different game with Yang Xudong.

Yang Xudong had to admit that in every trade and profession, there were geniuses.

In his eyes, Fang Bai was a genius in the gambling world.

In the nearly two hours that followed, he followed Fang Bai playing almost every type of gambling game in the casino, winning each and every time. The chips in their hands quickly accumulated to an amount of twenty to thirty million US dollars.

For Yang Xudong, twenty to thirty million US dollars was already a huge sum, and Fang Bai had said that the money won from the casino would be given to him and his daughter as living expenses for the future.

Without any excitement about the unexpected windfall, Yang Xudong grew more and more worried as he thought that if everything went as expected, someone from the casino would soon want to have a talk with them.

Anyway, the casino would not let them easily take away that money, and even if they got the money, the casino would have a contingency plan.

As for what that contingency was, Yang Xudong could almost guess.

Given the ruthless heart of casino boss Boss Robertson, he would probably have them followed after they took the money, and then have them killed and dumped in a remote part of the desert. That would be the best method.

However, the dozen or so people with Fang Bai were all experts, so it wouldn’t be too easy for Boss Robertson to have them taken out, unless he employed some powerful firearms for assistance.

There are quite a few powerful weapons in the world, and they can pose a significant threat to martial artists, especially those below the Earth Level Realm.

But for martial artists above the Earth Level Realm, it is not easy for firearms to hurt them because, firstly, their reaction speeds are extremely fast, and secondly, their ability to sense danger is incredibly strong.

But Yang Xudong did not believe that the cultivation level of people like Fang Bai had already reached the Earth Level Realm, after all, they were all secular martial artists and too young.

Even in the Hidden Sect World, which boasts powerful martial arts techniques inheritance, only those startlingly talented Martial Dao geniuses might reach the Earth Level Realm before the age of forty. Average martial artists typically surpass fifty years of age before attaining the Earth Level Realm.

As Yang Xudong had predicted, it wasn’t long before several burly men in black suits appeared in front of them.

There were black men as well as white men among the group, each one tall and muscular, exuding a fierce aura.

Although they were not Martial Artists, Fang Bai sensed a hidden ferocious power within them. Once unleashed, this power’s destructive force would be no less than that of a Huaxia Ancient Martial artist’s True Yuan.

Fang Bai guessed that these men must have used a training method similar to his own body refining, stimulating their body’s potential, thereby achieving the purpose of enhancing physical strength and power.

And according to Yang Xudong, not only do some of the fighting techniques in the West have very ancient traditions, but there are also many secret methods that, much like Huaxia’s ancient martial arts, have given rise to many experts and spawned several powerful organizations of meta-humans.

Taking ancient traditions in this world seriously, Fang Bai’s visit aimed to engage with Western meta-humans and see if anything useful could be learned from them, assimilated for his own cultivation as an aid.

In his past life, Fang Bai incorporated the strengths of various styles to create many powerful and glorious martial arts techniques, driving countless Martial Artists to envy.

"Gentlemen, our boss would like to invite you to have a cup of coffee!"

The burly men who appeared in front of Fang Bai gave him and Yang Xudong a cold, appraising look before one of the white men spoke in stiff Huaxia.

Seemingly intending to intimidate Fang Bai and Yang Xudong, the white burly man stepped forward twice while speaking. Looking down at Fang Bai and Yang Xudong, he clenched his fists violently, causing a series of "pop pop" sounds from his joints.

Although this white burly man could not release a Martial Artist’s aura invisibly and form a pressure like a Huaxia Ancient Martial artist, his mere presence was like a towering mountain overhead, still exerting significant pressure.

However, the white man’s attempt at intimidation clearly had no effect. His strength was only about the same as Yang Xudong’s, and Yang Xudong remained unfazed even under his intimidating presence, let alone Fang Bai.

In Fang Bai’s eyes, the white burly man was like a kindergarten child trying to scare an adult, which he found both ludicrous and amusing.

For an adult to handle a kindergarten child was merely a matter of lifting a finger.

So Fang Bai extended a finger and lightly prodded at the chest of the burly white man standing before him.

The white burly man watched Fang Bai’s finger approach, only to find his body seemingly bound by an invisible force, with no chance to dodge or avoid, helplessly watching the finger poke his chest.

The finger, as if carrying a strong electric current, sent the white burly man trembling violently, causing him to fall backward, unconscious.

The remaining burly men, witnessing the scene, were struck with terror, breaking out in cold sweat.

The fallen white man was the strongest among them, particularly robust; even being struck with bricks and stones would hardly injure him. And yet, the young Huaxia man, who didn’t look very strong, had felled him effortlessly with just one finger.

Was his finger made of steel?

What kind of immense power was hidden within his body?

For the boss to invite such a person to "have coffee" did not seem like a wise move!