Gasps of astonishment and disbelief resounded.
He Yifeng’s face darkened after his shock subsided.
“Haha, surname Chen, have you watched too many gambling movies?”
Just then, Yuan Zijie slammed the table and shouted, “This counts as valid?”
Chen Fan cast a faint glance at Yuan Zijie.
“Do you think playing in a casino is like performing acrobatics?”
Yuan Zijie sneered, his eyes gleaming with greed.
“Hehe, this magic show is truly entertaining.”
Yuan Fangfei picked up half a die and examined it. The cut surface was natural, with no trace of being sliced.
She couldn’t fathom how Chen Fan had done it, but like Yuan Zijie, she absolutely refused to honor the bet.
There were many rules in gambling, and the casino dictated them. Without prior agreement, loopholes could be exploited.
Chen Fan ignored the siblings and looked at He Yifeng.
“The dice are broken. This round should be counted as your loss.”
He Yifeng spoke slowly, addressing Chen Fan.
The onlookers were abuzz.
He Yifeng’s move had the stench of a cheat.
The rules didn’t specify that the dice must remain intact, so Chen Fan’s throw could be considered valid, his number greater, and his win justifiable.
However, with stakes as high as a billion, no one dared to comment much.
On one side was a useless son-in-law expelled by the Su family, and on the other, a rising boss in Hangjiang backed by the Yuan family. It was obvious to everyone which side to stand on.
“Count it as my loss?”
Chen Fan asked with a half-smile.
“Exactly!”
He Yifeng’s tone was grim. “It’s like breaking the ball during a game; naturally, it’s your fault.”
“Mr. He makes sense. I also think this is how we should determine the winner!”
“Playing magic tricks while gambling, you lose your wife and soldiers?”
“Heh, do you really think gambling dice in reality is like the shows on TV?”
Chen Fan said lightly, “So, you are unwilling to honor the bet?”
“Honor the bet? It has to be valid first. You broke the rules yourself!”
Yuan Fangfei sneered dismissively.
“Rules? Your hastily made rules?”
Chen Fan asked with a smile.
“You got it right. At Silver City Club, we make the rules, and you just follow them!”
Yuan Zijie said arrogantly, “Now, you can scram.”
Chen Fan surveyed the surroundings. Most of the onlookers were watching him like a clown, only a few showing sympathy.
“It seems I need to teach you the rules?”
Chen Fan said.
“Haha, teach us the rules? You? Who do you think you are? With some obscure Purple Bauhinia Dragon Card, you forget your name and your identity? Don’t you know where you are? Leave the billion yuan and scram.”
“Here, my word is the rule!”
Yuan Zijie guffawed.
Chen Fan slowly stood up and said, “When you lose, you say your opponent broke the rules. When there’s a loophole in the rules, you say your word is the rule.”
“You people, are you worthy?”
Every word was like iron, filled with domineering power.
Yuan Zijie paused, then laughed heartily, “We are not worthy, but you are? Guards, teach him a lesson and let him know what the rules are…”
Before he finished speaking, Chen Fan suddenly slapped the gambling table.
With a swish, the dice on the table leaped up.
Chen Fan swept his palm, and the twelve broken dice shot out like lightning.
*Thwack, thwack, thwack!*
Amidst a series of impact sounds, Yuan Zijie cried out in pain and fell backward.
The change happened so quickly that it caught everyone off guard.
A few seconds later, Yuan Fangfei reacted, shouting, “Zijie!”
Everyone in the gambling hall was stunned. Most hadn’t understood what happened.
The bodyguards rushed to help Yuan Zijie up. His screams were like pig squeals, sharp and desperate.
All eyes were fixed on Yuan Zijie’s face, wide with horror.
Twelve broken dice were embedded in Yuan Zijie’s plump face, terrifyingly lodged in his face, mouth, and nose.
Blood flowed, staining the dice.
Apart from Yuan Zijie’s screams, everyone was silent.
“Wuwu…”
With dice in his mouth, Yuan Zijie’s screams were muffled and exceptionally gruesome.
The dice on Yuan Zijie’s face, each with different colored dots, were horrific and bizarre.
Pointing a finger at Chen Fan, Yuan Zijie’s tear-filled eyes were full of hatred.
“You dare to hurt my brother?”
Seeing Yuan Zijie’s face covered in dice, Yuan Fangfei let out a hysterical scream, furious, and roared, “What are you waiting for? Kill him!”
The onlookers finally reacted, finding the scene unbelievable.
The son-in-law expelled from the Su family had used dice to shatter the face of Young Master Yuan, Yuan Zijie.
How dare he? How dare he do such a thing?
The Yuan family’s influence was indeed in Jiangbei, but they had been expanding into Jiangnan in recent years, with formidable connections and influence in Hangjiang.
A useless son-in-law with no backing daring to offend the Yuan family; he probably didn’t know how he was going to die.
Some more observant individuals noticed that the dice on Yuan Zijie’s face all had their numbered side facing outwards.
This meant Yuan Zijie’s face had a total of forty-two points!
The method itself was terrifying, making some sharp-minded individuals tremble.
Seeing Chen Fan’s casual flick of the wrist embedding the dice into Yuan Zijie’s face, disfiguring him, He Yifeng’s pupils contracted.
He signaled the security guards behind him.
Under Yuan Fangfei’s enraged shouts and He Yifeng’s signal, numerous bodyguards and security guards rushed toward Chen Fan.
Chen Fan’s expression was calm as he raised his palm.
A fierce gust of wind erupted beneath his palm, like surging clouds.
A powerful surge of energy, with swirling air currents, sent the approaching guards flying backward.
The onlookers quickly retreated to avoid being caught in the crossfire, but their faces were filled with shock.
With a single move, Chen Fan had flipped over seven or eight guards, overturned the gambling table, and left the scene in disarray.
His agility and combat prowess were unbelievable.
The remaining guards and bodyguards stopped in their tracks, showing apprehension.
“So this useless son-in-law of the Su family has some skills, he can fight well, no wonder he dared to storm the place alone!”
“This can’t be settled peacefully!”
“This guy seems to be a martial artist, quite capable.”
He Yifeng’s face was grim as he grunted, “Chen Fan, you think you’re so good? You injured the young master of the Yuan family, and today you won’t be leaving Silver City Club.”
“My rule is that the one billion yuan must be paid in full, not a cent less.”
Chen Fan said with a detached expression.
“You’re dreaming. No one can touch someone from my Yuan family, not even the heavens themselves.”
“I want him dead, I want to tear him to shreds…”
Yuan Zijie finally spat out the dice from his mouth. His front teeth were broken, his speech slurred, and his eyes were filled with venom.
“No matter how well he fights, he’s just one person. Arrest him and make him kowtow to Young Master Yuan to apologize.”
He Yifeng urged fiercely.
But at that moment, a thunderous boom echoed.
The doors of the gambling hall were kicked open. With synchronized footsteps, a group of dozens of people surged in.
Their robust figures and iron-clad aura, their every move exuding a commanding presence that shook the surroundings.
It was the Raptor Brigade!