Extreme Almightiest Young Master Chapter 53

Li Wenkai gritted his teeth and answered, "Fine, I’ll take the bet."

The few young people nearby, upon seeing this situation, didn’t place bets but watched from the sidelines. In fact, they had already wagered all their cash. They were not short of money, but who carried around as much cash as Lin Feng did every day?

Most importantly, they were also curious about what kind of outcome today would bring.

Ding Wan’er, seeing Lin Feng increase his bet so much, became even more worried. She shook Lin Feng’s arm at the side, signaling to him not to gamble so high.

But Lin Feng still ignored Ding Wan’er and said directly to Xiaohui beside him, "You first."

This time, Xiaohui put away his joking demeanor. Looking at the table covered with money, the pressure inside was immense. If he really lost, all that money would belong to Lin Feng. So he calmed down, adjusted his mindset, and faced the dartboard again, throwing with a very steady hand, scoring 29 points.

When he scored 29 points, Xiaohui himself breathed a sigh of relief. This was his real strength; he wanted to show Lin Feng how formidable he was. Lin Feng might rely on luck, but he relied on skill. Luck might happen once but not a second time, whereas skill was completely different.

"See that? That’s Xiaohui’s real strength."

"I told you, how could Xiaohui lose to him."

"Probably just caught off guard before, letting that guy exploit a loophole."

"Now it gets interesting. Let’s see what this guy does this time. I don’t believe he can pull off the same thing again."

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The group of people around Li Wenkai became excited, thinking they already had the victory in hand.

When Li Wenkai saw Xiaohui’s score, a huge weight lifted from his heart. How could Lin Feng win with a score of 29 points?

This time victory was certain. Thinking of this, Li Wenkai began to laugh, mocking Lin Feng in his mind, "Act tough now, enjoy it while you can."

Even Ding Wan’er at the side was so worried that she clenched her fists and bit her lip slightly. While everyone around whispered their thoughts, Lin Feng grabbed three darts in one swift motion. In everyone’s eyes, Lin Feng once again performed "Heavenly Maidens Scattering Blossoms," without any preparation, without adjusting, without breath control, without any readiness, he just threw them.

"Bang." Before everyone had a chance to prepare, or even recover from Xiaohui’s score of 29 points, the three darts had already landed on the board.

The three darts hit the dartboard simultaneously, producing a single sound.

"My God. 30 points." One of the youths couldn’t contain himself anymore, he couldn’t believe that Lin Feng could score 30 points by throwing darts like that.

"Yeah, how did he throw them?" Another voice chimed in.

"Could he be from the Tang Sect of martial arts novels?"

"Who the hell is he that he can score 30 points?"

"How does he always hit 30 points?"

"Damn, if it’s like this, he should be world number one."

"Not even the world number one is this exaggerated, right?"

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Everyone around was staring at Lin Feng, dumbfounded, because who plays darts like that and can still score 30 points? From the moment he walked in because he was Ding Wan’er’s first male companion, it already shocked everyone, and now he threw a dart scoring 30 points, and even more unbelievably with the "Heavenly Maidens Scattering Blossoms" technique—Heavens. Who exactly was he?

This... this can’t be real, right? Xiaohui stared at the dartboard, unable to believe that someone like Lin Feng could score 30 points. Did he think Lin Feng was a god? Doubting his own eyes, he walked up to the dartboard, looked close up, and indeed saw it was 30 points, and was speechlessly bowing his head.

Because those 30 points were different from the usual, in angle and position. At that moment, Xiaohui stood there, motionless, so absorbed in looking that he became increasingly shocked. Impressive, incredibly impressive.

Xiaohui had already forgotten about Li Wenkai’s matter. He was completely engrossed by the darts, utterly speechless.

Li Wenkai looked at Lin Feng as if he were a monster, calculating in his mind, "What kind of monster is he that even such a thing is possible? But this nice act will end up killing me. He’s made me lose all face. Now, Li Wenkai wished someone would just jump out and chop Lin Feng to pieces. That would relieve the resentment in his heart."

"Pay up," Lin Feng urged.

Li Wenkai almost choked on his own blood from Lin Feng’s prompting. However, in front of so many people, he couldn’t make a scene. After all, he was a well-known figure in their circle and he couldn’t afford to lose face. He then instructed Sun Qiang to count the remaining money, which once again frustrated him.

"Young Master Li, the total is 2.39 million."

"Nonsense, take another good look for me." Fuck, why is it short by ten thousand? This sure is embarrassing—one measly ten thousand. Why just ten thousand short? If others find out that I, Li Wenkai, can’t repay a gambling debt because of ten thousand, how can I show my face? Li Wenkai was infinitely frustrated.

"Forget it, this is enough, being short by ten thousand doesn’t matter; consider it a tip."

Lin Feng walked over casually, placed the Euros in his pocket, and with one hand he carried two suitcases while with the other he carried one, piling all the others’ money into one of the boxes.

"A tip... you..." Li Wenkai almost swore, his face turning beet red.

The great Young Master Li of the prominent Li Family usually only tipped others; since when did someone else give him a tip?

At this moment, under everyone’s gaze, Lin Feng nodded at Ding Wan’er while carrying the suitcase, snapping her out of her daze as she hurriedly ran after him.

Wan’er’s heart was still racing; being a college dean and from a wealthy family herself, she had never experienced gambling like this before, especially with Lin Feng’s winning process making her heart race even now.

Especially thinking back to Lin Feng’s demeanor, her mind was filled with his image, and she felt a little dizzy.

"Young Master Li, about the money..." In just a moment, the money was gone, taken away by Lin Feng. Sun Qiang’s heart started to panic. If his family found out, they would break his legs for sure.

"I know. Send me your account details, and I’ll arrange for a transfer." Li Wenkai was extremely agitated and furious, this was a huge blow to his pride.

He felt as though everyone was staring at him, laughing at him; he couldn’t stand staying there any longer and quickly left after saying a word.

Not good, I need to push Brother Bao harder. Seeing Lin Feng like this, Li Wenkai nearly passed out with rage. He had to deal with Lin Feng first and take his revenge...

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Lin Feng, carrying the suitcase, and Ding Wan’er reached his car, tossed the money casually onto the back seat, then sat in the front, started the car, and prepared to leave.

Just as Lin Feng started the car, he noticed Ding Wan’er staring at him strangely and asked, "Is something the matter?"

"I was wondering, was just now for real?" Ding Wan’er was unable to express the thoughts in her heart, feeling as if what had just happened was like a dream—too surreal.

"Count the money and you’ll know if it was real," Lin Feng teased her.

"Don’t say that; I used to think of money just as numbers, but seeing this much cash gives a very different feeling," Ding Wan’er said, turning to look at the several million Yuan, then at Lin Feng carrying so much cash, she couldn’t help covering her mouth and giggling. However, recalling the scene of Li Wenkai losing face, she thought that perhaps Lin Feng was the only one who could make him suffer such an embarrassment.

But what surprised her at this moment was how Lin Feng pulled it off, as well as his demeanor now, which did not seem like someone who had just won millions should behave.

It was as if nothing had happened, so... so abnormal.

Unconsciously, Ding Wan’er’s gaze fell on Lin Feng, who was focused on driving, and various thoughts flickered through her mind...

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Li Wenkai had left even quicker than Lin Feng and the others. Lin Feng’s car was cruising steadily when Li Wenkai had already driven away.

Because today, he had truly lost face. Really lost it big time.

"Damn it, Lin Feng, you made me lose face in front of so many people, losing money and dignity. If I don’t get back at you, I won’t deserve the Li surname." Li Wenkai cursed vehemently in his heart. Then he remembered that he should get Brother Bao to handle this matter.

"Hello, Brother Bao? This is Li Wenkai." Li Wenkai dialed Brother Bao’s number.

"Oh, Wenkai, what is it?" Brother Bao chuckled on the phone, though he was already well aware of what Li Wenkai wanted to discuss; he simply didn’t want to agree.

"Brother Bao, about the guy we discussed last time, when can you take care of him for me?" Li Wenkai asked anxiously.

"Huh? What happened?" Brother Bao sounded a bit puzzled, as Li Wenkai was not usually this hurried or off in his tone.

"Ah... I had some bad luck today, ran into that Lin Feng and lost face big time." Li Wenkai said helplessly, as such a thing was not something to be proud of.

"Well, I can’t really do anything about it at the moment. My men don’t dare make a move, that Old Man Wang is on to us, and watching every move we make, we really can’t do anything," explained Brother Bao over the phone.

"Is there really no other way at all?" Li Wenkai asked, not wanting to give up.

"Nope, unless the police force suspends Old Man Wang, otherwise, it’s definitely not doable," Brother Bao continued.