Chapter 762: Chapter 762

"Brother Ding, the casino on this cruise ship is pretty famous. How about we go take a look together?"

By this time, the ship had already set sail, and as Ding Fan was leisurely enjoying the scenery, Zhang Liang approached him.

Ding Fan wasn't particularly interested in gambling. He knew the saying all too well: ten gambles, nine losses. It's only by not gambling that one wins.

"Macau is a well-known gambling city, after all. Going there and not playing a couple of hands would make it hard to say you've really been," chimed in Du Lei, who had approached as well.

Ding Fan glanced at Zhang Liang and Du Lei standing beside him.

Ever since these two came aboard, they had been plotting something; now that they were coming to him, it certainly wasn't with good intentions.

"Alright, I'll play a couple of hands."

With that, Zhang Liang and Du Lei accompanied Ding Fan down to the cabin.

The space beneath the cabin was quite large, resplendent with bright lights, bustling with voices, and filled with vibrant music—truly lively.

At that moment, Ding Fan used his Divine Sense to scope out the situation in the underground casino.

After a brief investigation, Ding Fan discovered that the casino was surrounded by at least dozens of surveillance cameras.

Some of these cameras were in plain sight, but many more were pinhole cameras... these hidden pinhole cameras thoroughly captured every angle of the casino.

Ding Fan remembered someone once saying that the essence of gambling is deception. Most of these high-precision pinhole cameras were for monitoring cheating.

In a corner of the underground cabin, Ding Fan spotted a control room, filled with numerous monitors that displayed the cards in some gamblers' hands within the underground casino.

Controllers at the control desk were continuously relaying the monitored events through headsets to the dealers in the casino.

The dealers all wore earpieces, evidently using the information from the control room to manipulate the current situation.

"Brother Fan, what brings you here?" Just then, Zhang Wanyue and Qin Manshu approached.

After boarding the ship, Zhang Wanyue and Qin Manshu had been brought to the underground casino by Hao Jie. Ding Fan hadn't paid much attention due to women's matters.

Now, looking at Zhang Wanyue's expression, she seemed a bit aggrieved.

"I came down to play a few hands... How's your luck been?"

"We've lost terribly—in just a moment, we lost a hundred thousand... All the travel funds Grandpa gave me are gone," said Zhang Wanyue, eyes brimming with tears.

Zhang Wanyue grew up in an ordinary family; losing a hundred thousand all at once was indeed hard for her to swallow.

"How about you, Manshu?"

Qin Manshu seemed a lot more composed. "I was hoping to help Wanyue win back some money, but I ended up losing over a hundred thousand myself."

"I was doing okay at first, I even won thirty or forty thousand. But before I knew it, I lost everything, principal and profit..." Zhang Wanyue spoke with a sense of frustration.

Zhang Wanyue, who had little social experience and a rather naive nature, was ill-equipped for the manipulative environment of a casino. It would have been surprising if she hadn't been cheated.

"Let me win it back for you," said Ding Fan.

"Really?" Zhang Wanyue brightened up immediately upon hearing Ding Fan's offer to help.

Although she hadn't known Ding Fan for long, Zhang Wanyue had great confidence in him; she would never doubt something Ding Fan said he could do.

"Brother Fan, a little gambling for fun is fine, but heavy gambling hurts the body," Qin Manshu interjected.

Of course, Ding Fan knew that Qin Manshu was reminding him.

Gambling is one of the three scourges—along with prostitution and drugs—that could wreak havoc. Countless people have lost everything to this addiction.

"Just a small bet for fun," Ding Fan replied with a smile towards Qin Manshu.

"Mr. Ding can certainly be bold; you keep the winnings, and I'll cover the losses," Zhang Liang added, walking up to them.

Ding Fan shook his head. "I'll play with Manshu. A bit of money we can still afford to lose."

Ding Fan had no desire to be indebted to Zhang Liang's generosity. With Ding Fan's wealth, even losing a few million wouldn't cause him much pain.

Zhang Liang managed an awkward smile when Ding Fan declined his goodwill outright...

Ding Fan escorted Qin Manshu and Zhang Wanyue to the chip exchange counter.

"I happen to have a thousand bucks on me, so let's exchange that for now," Ding Fan said, taking out a thousand-dollar bill.

The cashier gave Ding Fan a once-over.

A thousand dollars was the minimum buy-in here. In a casino of this size, that amount was hardly sufficient for anything significant.

However, since everyone who came aboard was considered a VIP, the cashier didn't say anything and exchanged a thousand-dollar chip for Ding Fan.

The chip for a thousand dollars was nothing more than a small golden token.

"What were you guys playing when you lost your money?" Ding Fan asked Qin Manshu and Zhang Wanyue, as he fiddled with the coin in his hand.

"Over there, betting big or small."

Ding Fan nodded and led the two women to the 'big or small' betting area. Zhang Liang and Du Lei were supposed to accompany them, so they followed as well.

"Brother Fan, you're here too?"

Just as Ding Fan arrived at the 'big or small' betting table, Hao Jie busily waved and greeted him.

Hao Jie, just like his father, was shrewd and calculating; Ding Fan did not hold him in high regard. Ding Fan simply nodded in response, then found a spot to sit down.

No sign of embarrassment showed on Hao Jie's face as Ding Fan didn't approach. Instead, he walked over to Ding Fan, holding a stack of chips.

"Brother Fan, surely you haven't been reduced to your last thousand in chips?" Hao Jie said with a laugh as he observed the chip in Ding Fan's hand.

"Brother Fan hasn't started playing yet, he just exchanged for a thousand-dollar chip," Zhang Wanyue interjected before Ding Fan could reply.

"Brother Fan, if you need chips, I still have tens of thousands here that you can use to get started..." Hao Jie said to Ding Fan with a smile.

Ding Fan pinched the chips in his hand. "These will be enough."

Hao Jie was taken aback, but then he just sat down to watch the excitement.

What could he do with a thousand-dollar chip? Hao Jie did want to see how long Ding Fan could last.

Ding Fan didn't rush to bet at this point; he wanted to understand the rules of this high-low game first.

The high-low game actually wasn't difficult.

The dealer had three dice in hand, totaling eighteen points. Nine points and below counted as low, ten points and above as high.

As long as you bet correctly, you would win.

Apart from betting on high or low, you could also bet on specific numbers.

From one to eighteen points, hitting any number would pay thirty-two times the bet, and in every round, next to those betting on high and low, there would be people testing their luck with small chips on a few numbers.

After watching a few rounds, Ding Fan also spotted a problem—that dealer had some tricks up his sleeve, completely controlling the outcome of every high or low.

Many people bet before the dealer shook the dice, and the dealer would roll the numbers based on the chips on the table.

At that moment, the dealer pressed the rolled dice onto the table. Then, with both hands, the dealer made an inviting gesture. "Please place your bets."

Instantly, everyone started to place their bets.

Seeing his chance, Ding Fan directly threw his chip into the slot marked 'high'.

Ding Fan had been holding back until now. Finally making his move, Zhang Liang and Du Lei both watched. If he lost this round, he would lose everything.

"Four, four, five, high!" the dealer immediately revealed the numbers.

Zhang Liang and Du Lei couldn't help but start to admire Ding Fan's incredible luck. With just one chip, he had actually hit the mark.

After winning one round, Ding Fan doubled his chips; he now had two thousand in hand.

Clatter... clatter... thump...

The dealer shook the dice again and placed the cup on the table. "Please place your bets..."

"This time, without even looking, Ding Fan threw two dice directly into the high slot... high!"

Qin Manshu and Zhang Wanyue saw Ding Fan throw out both his chips, and both women felt nervous for him.

With two chips in hand, Ding Fan could have played it safe with just a thousand on one bet, which could have given him a chance to come back even if he lost...

But if he lost both, then Ding Fan would really be wiped out.

Zhang Liang, Du Lei, and even Hao Jie watching on the side, all chuckled. Ding Fan had no gambling skill at all; he was just hitting it big by sheer luck.

"Four, four, six! Fourteen points... high!" the dealer once again revealed the numbers, then announced to everyone.

He hit twice in a row!

At this point, Zhang Wanyue couldn't help but clap her hands. "Brother Fan, you're amazing, hitting twice in a row."

Qin Manshu also showed a smiling face.

Zhang Liang, Du Lei, and even Hao Jie were all stunned. Hitting twice in a row wasn't so rare, but Ding Fan's luck was not bad, as they watched his chips grow from two thousand to four thousand.

Ding Fan played with the four chips in his hand, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Others didn't know, but Ding Fan was aware that hitting twice in a row wasn't due to luck. It was because he had used his Divine Sense to probe inside the dice cup, allowing him to place his bet so accurately.

The dealer once again started shaking the dice.

As the dealer's cup landed once more, Ding Fan again threw all four of his chips into the 'high' slot.

Zhang Wanyue and Qin Manshu tensed up.

Every time, Ding Fan bet all in, meaning that just one loss would leave him totally cleaned out.

Besides, Ding Fan had already won high twice in a row, and now he was betting high again...

The odds of hitting high three consecutive times were exceptionally slim. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍

"Five, five, six, sixteen points, high!" the dealer revealed the shaken cup, declaring loudly.

He hit again! That made three wins in a row!

"Brother Fan, you're incredible!" Zhang Wanyue was so excited she almost jumped up.

In just the blink of an eye, Ding Fan's stack of chips had grown from one thousand to now eight thousand.

Hao Jie also laughed and said to Ding Fan, "Brother Fan, your luck is truly incredible."

After that, Ding Fan consecutively bet three more times, going all in with each bet on high—and to everyone's surprise, he won each time!

Including the three times before, Ding Fan had now hit six times in a row!

The chips had jumped from the initial thousand to seventy-two thousand...

Zhang Liang and Du Lei were dumbstruck; winning seventy-two thousand from a single thousand, his luck was simply too heaven-defying.

Zhang Wanyue and Qin Manshu were overjoyed.

Ding Fan looked at the little mountain of chips in front of him and spoke indifferently. "Two more wins, and I can win back all the lost money..."

Zhang Wanyue and Qin Manshu had lost over two hundred thousand together. If Ding Fan won twice more, he could indeed win back all the money they had lost...