Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 152 An Zhiwen

It was a triple! A clean sweep! The odds for a triple at Ting Yu Xuan were 10-to-1. With this single round, Ting Yu Xuan, as the house, was out 10,000,000, on top of the 10,000,000 from the surrounding gamblers.

Chen Xiaobei had effectively won 20,000,000 in one go. Anyone in the casino owner’s shoes would be spitting blood. And it wasn’t just about the money; Chen Xiaobei had directly offended both the house and the other gamblers.

At this moment, the other gamblers looked like they wanted to tear Chen Xiaobei apart.

"Damn it! He’s cheating! That kid is definitely cheating!"

"And to think I actually trusted him! Turns out he’s just a goddamn cheat."

"This round doesn’t count! It can’t count, no matter what! Do it over!"

Instantly, the gamblers swarmed forward, scaring Xia Xue so badly that she could only shrink into Chen Xiaobei’s arms.

As for Song Chengdong, his eyes were practically shooting flames. He had maxed out all of his credit cards. If this loss stood, there was no way he could ever recover in his lifetime.

He roared, "Xia Xue, you did this on purpose! This isn’t over between us!"

BANG—

Before he could get any closer, Chen Xiaobei kicked him, sending him flying.

"Who are you yelling at?" Chen Xiaobei boomed. "The dice and the croupier belong to the casino. What the hell does this have to do with us? As the saying goes, a snake with too much greed tries to swallow an elephant. If you people could control your greed, you wouldn’t have lost, now would you?"

At his words, the gamblers’ faces flushed with shame, all of them completely silenced.

Then, Chen Xiaobei looked at the beautiful croupier, who was wiping blood from her lips, and urged her, "Hey, even if you have to cough up blood, you should pay me my winnings first, right? A massive casino like this can’t afford to lose this little bit of money, can it?"

"Sir, we will pay you, but it’s 20,000,000. I don’t have the authority to make that decision myself. Please wait a moment."

After speaking, the beautiful croupier pressed her earpiece.

A moment later, a large group of bodyguards escorted a man in his twenties over to the table.

"Whoa, it’s Young Master An! He’s so handsome."

"Now that Young Master An is here, this will get sorted out. That kid definitely cheated. Let’s see how Young Master An deals with him."

"Young Master An, you have to get justice for us!" the gamblers clamored. Some who had lost heavily were already on their knees before An Zhiwen.

"All of you, shut up," An Zhiwen barked. He walked up to Chen Xiaobei and studied his face with curiosity. "You’re the one who bet on the triple and won 20,000,000 from me?"

He then shifted his gaze to Xia Xue, his eyes lighting up noticeably before he frowned. "Miss, you look awfully familiar. Have we met somewhere before?!"

"Young Master An, her name is Xia Xue. She’s Xia Zhigang’s son," Song Chengdong groveled at his feet like a dog, speaking with pure malice. "It was the two of them! They were using tricks to win over and over, and they lured us into following their bets. But it was all a setup! Their goal was to wipe out both sides! Please, Young Master An, you must get justice for us!"

"Get lost." An Zhiwen kicked him aside and chuckled. "No wonder you look so familiar. So you’re Xia Zhigang’s daughter. Are you here today intending to pay back his debt?"

Facing An Zhiwen’s naked aggression, Xia Xue was momentarily at a loss.

Chen Xiaobei shielded her, stepping in front. "That’s right! We are indeed here to settle the debt. If I recall, Sister Xia’s father owed you 5,000,000, correct? And on this round, we won 20,000,000. So after deducting the 5,000,000 debt, you just need to give us 15,000,000."

"Well, I’ll be damned!" An Zhiwen was stunned for a moment.

As one of the Qingyang Five Tigers, even if he was the weakest of the five, An Zhiwen had never met anyone who dared to speak to him with such audacity.

Looking at Chen Xiaobei’s harmless appearance, An Zhiwen laughed. "Kid, you’ve got guts! But rest assured, I run a legitimate business here. I will definitely pay you the money.

"However, my Ting Yu Xuan has always had a rule: if you win more than 10,000,000, you must play another game against me. As long as you can beat me, I will let you walk out of here, and you’ll be welcome to come back anytime.

"So, what do you say? Do you dare?"

WHOOSH!

In an instant, An Zhiwen’s bodyguards surrounded Chen Xiaobei.

But Chen Xiaobei just shrugged, an arrogant look on his face. "I knew you’d try to pull something. Fine, let’s play. What’s the game?"

"Showhand," An Zhiwen sneered. "We’ll use the 20,000,000 you won as your stake. We’ll combine four decks of cards. When all the cards have been dealt, whoever has more money wins. Dare to play?"

"Why wouldn’t I?" Chen Xiaobei nodded.

It wasn’t every day a fool like An Zhiwen offered to hand him money on a silver platter; he had no reason to refuse. Unless this guy could pull some card-altering trick like the God of Gamblers, there was no way he could beat Chen Xiaobei.

Soon, the two of them followed An Zhiwen down to the VIP lounge on the second basement level.

The decor on the second basement level was far more luxurious than the first. This was especially true for the croupiers. The women were not only stunningly beautiful but were also dressed in bikinis. Besides being easy on the eyes, this was an implicit guarantee that they weren’t using high-tech methods to cheat.

In reality, running a casino wasn’t so different from playing the stock market. The ones who get fleeced are always the small-time players. An Zhiwen’s real moneymaker was the first basement level. This second level was just a place he used to maintain his connections and entertain VIP clients.

Seeing through this, Chen Xiaobei felt even more at ease, though he grew curious about An Zhiwen’s gambling skills. He had just used his Nine Nether Eyes to scan him and found nothing that could be used for cheating. The fact that An Zhiwen still dared to challenge him meant he must have some real skill.

At that moment, the female croupier shuffled four decks of cards into one, fanned them out face-up in a circle, and announced, "Will both parties please inspect the cards!"

"You’re the guest. You go first," An Zhiwen said with a welcoming gesture.

Chen Xiaobei gave them a cursory glance. Seeing that An Zhiwen hadn’t tampered with the cards, he said, "I’m done."

An Zhiwen then looked them over as well and nodded. "I’m done."

Next, the croupier placed the four decks into a dealing shoe and announced, "The minimum opening bet is 1,000,000. Each raise must be at least 2,000,000. Please place your bets."

"For the first hand, let’s start with one million!" Chen Xiaobei smiled and had Xia Xue toss a one-million-dollar chip onto the table.

Xia Xue was unbelievably nervous. She had never in her life gambled with such high stakes. But with Chen Xiaobei beside her, she wasn’t too afraid. Instead, a wicked thrill, like that of a bad girl, began to stir inside her. On a whim, she stretched out her small hand and tossed the chip forward.

Damn, this feels amazing! It’s like I’m not even throwing money!

The beautiful croupier then began to deal.

Chen Xiaobei’s luck was good. His hole card was an Ace of Hearts, and his face-up card was a Ten of Clubs. An Zhiwen’s face-up card was a Jack of Diamonds. With his Nine Nether Eyes, Chen Xiaobei could see his opponent’s hole card: a Two of Spades!

But in the early rounds of Showhand, betting is based on the face-up cards. The croupier announced, "Young Master An, it’s your turn to bet!"

"I’m all in!"

The next second, An Zhiwen pushed all his chips forward.