Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 162: Complete Victory

"Six, four, three, five, six, one, three."

The moment Sun Zhe finished speaking, the air in the room seemed to freeze. Everyone stared intently at the dice cup on the table, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Zhu Yan, Ye Qiao, and Li Shiyan were so nervous that their bodies trembled. They clenched their fists, their hearts in their throats, not daring to take a single breath.

Sun Zhe remained expressionless. He glanced at the beautiful, sexy dealer, signaling for her to reveal the dice. Then, under everyone’s watchful gaze, the dealer slowly lifted the dice cup.

Looking closely, everyone saw that it was just as Sun Zhe had said—three of the dice were stacked! The four dice that weren’t stacked showed a six, a four, a three, and a five. As for the three stacked dice, the topmost one showed a six. All five visible pips perfectly matched the numbers Sun Zhe had called out.

Seeing this, Ye Qiao and the other women secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but their hearts remained clenched with anxiety. There were still two dice left.

If the remaining two dice were a "one" and a "three," Sun Zhe would be completely correct. But for now, who could possibly know the pips on the two dice hidden at the bottom?

The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly oppressive. As everyone watched, the sexy dealer slowly began to separate the three stacked dice.

"One!" someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed as she removed the first die.

"My God, he’s incredible! He even guessed the stacked ones correctly!"

Wang Feng praised, "President Sun, you’re amazing!"

...

Next, the dealer removed the second die.

"Oh, yeah! It’s a three!"

"My brother got them all right!"

"You’re awesome, bro!"

Upon seeing the last die, Ye Qiao couldn’t contain her joy and began to cheer exuberantly.

Zhu Yan let out a long sigh and patted her chest. I nearly had a heart attack from the suspense. This is even more thrilling than driving at 190 kilometers per hour on the highway. It’s absolutely heart-stopping!

Meanwhile, the tension finally left the Lin sisters, Miao and Yingchun. They gazed at Sun Zhe, their eyes filled with pride.

In the silence that followed, Sun Zhe looked at the grim-faced Zhou Chenhao and asked with a smile, "What do you say, President Zhou?"

Zhou Chenhao merely snorted. "Now it’s your turn to shake."

Without another word, Sun Zhe picked up the dice cup and began to shake it. Zhou Chenhao stared at the cup in Sun Zhe’s hand, his eyes narrowed to slits and his ears twitching slightly. With Sun Zhe’s simple and crude shaking technique, I can easily hear the pips. This is no challenge at all!

Sun Zhe suddenly glanced at Zhou Chenhao. Guessing that he was listening with his ears, an idea immediately formed in his mind. He channeled a trace of True Qi into the dice cup.

After shaking for about ten seconds, Sun Zhe’s gaze sharpened. He abruptly set the dice cup down on the table and made a "please" gesture toward Zhou Chenhao.

Zhou Chenhao closed his eyes and listened for a moment before smiling faintly. "Four, four, four, four, four, four, four," he said, his tone utterly certain. "All seven are fours."

As soon as he spoke, the entire room erupted.

"What the hell, all fours?!"

"He truly is the Gambling God, daring to make a call like that on seven dice!"

"If he’s right, does that mean it’s a draw?"

...

Zhou Chenhao ignored the surrounding discussion and gasps. He looked up at the sexy and beautiful dealer, motioning for her to lift the cup. On the surface, the dealer appeared calm, but internally, she was a nervous wreck. Regardless of who wins or loses tonight, I’m the first witness to this incredible high-stakes gamble!

Amid the crowd’s tense and expectant gazes, the dice cup was slowly lifted.

"One four, two fours, three fours... My God, they really are all fours!"

"Should we be amazed by the Gambling God’s hearing, or Sun Zhe’s shaking?"

"Huh... wait a minute, look!" someone suddenly cried out as the dice cup was fully revealed.

The crowd focused their eyes on the table and collectively gasped. Many couldn’t help but swear aloud. This was because one die was still spinning; it hadn’t stopped at all!

Watching the slowly spinning die, Zhou Chenhao’s previously calm and composed expression vanished. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his palms grew damp.

Meanwhile, Han Xinyue and her son, Zhou Xiaolong, had turned deathly pale. Losing one billion was a small matter; money could be earned back. But Zhou Xiaolong’s eyes... Sun Zhe had already crippled him. If he lost his eyes too, his life would truly be over.

"Mom, what do we do now?" Zhou Xiaolong was so anxious he was about to cry, gripping Han Xinyue’s arm tightly.

No one could know what number the spinning die would finally land on. In essence, Zhou Xiaolong’s fate was now being decided by that single die.

Han Xinyue bit her lip and looked up at Sun Zhe, having already made a decision. If Zhou Chenhao loses, I’ll have to beg Sun Zhe to save my son’s eyes. She knew Sun Zhe’s strength and didn’t believe they could simply renege on the bet.

Just then, Zhou Chenhao whirled around to face Sun Zhe and roared, "What kind of trick are you pulling?!"

Facing his fury, Sun Zhe just shrugged with a smile. "What trick? It’s just a technique," he retorted. "With so many people watching, and you being the one who called the numbers, who can you blame but yourself?"

Hearing this, Zhou Chenhao gritted his teeth, trembling with anger but unable to offer a rebuttal. He belatedly realized that Sun Zhe had deliberately made the first six dice land on the same number. It was a feint to create an illusion or disrupt his hearing, making him think all seven dice were fours.

In reality, Sun Zhe hadn’t used any special trickery. He had simply infused the dice cup with his True Qi while shaking it. Combined with his Yin Yang X-ray Vision, he fixed the first six dice to show fours and imparted a continuous spin to the last one.

Finally, under the tense gaze of the crowd, the spinning die slowly came to a stop.

Zhou Xiaolong had his eyes squeezed shut, his body trembling as he ceaselessly muttered, "Four, four, four..."

However, luck was not on his side this time. When the die finally stopped, he opened his eyes to look. His heart instantly plunged into an icy abyss, and his body went limp as he collapsed onto the floor.

"Three!"

"It’s a three!"

Ye Qiao suddenly pumped her little fists in the air. "He got one wrong! My brother won this round!"

Sun Zhe reached out and ruffled her hair. "What are you waiting for, little miss moneybags? Go collect the winnings."

"Okay!" Ye Qiao cheerfully went to collect the one billion check and brought it to Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan stared at Sun Zhe in disbelief, feeling as if this were all a dream.

At that moment, Sun Zhe walked over to Zhou Xiaolong and looked down at him with a smile that wasn’t a smile. "Cutie, I’m here to collect your eyes. It might hurt a lot, but hey, I won’t be the one feeling it."

Hearing Sun Zhe’s words, Zhou Xiaolong was so scared he was about to burst into tears. Are those the words of a fucking human?! He had already experienced Sun Zhe’s terrifying nature that night, so he knew this wasn’t an empty threat. Sun Zhe really intended to take his eyes.

"No... don’t come near me!"

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