kingnovel Chapter 920 You are not worthy to call my name
Chapter 920 You are not worthy to call my name
Michiko smiled and opened the dice cup. She was stunned for a moment. The three bright red dots seemed to blind her.
She is 22 years old this year. Ever since she used dice to beat Japan's number one gambler Kazuya Akutagawa three years ago, her dice gambling skills have ranked among the top three in Japan and even in the whole of Asia.
But she never expected that someone would change the number of her dice silently, and right under her nose. How could this be possible?
Dabao breathed a sigh of relief. If he was only at the Grandmaster level, he wouldn't be as adept as he is now. But when he reached the Grandmaster level, his control over his Qi was already superb.
"Nani?" Michiko blurted out.
Dabao knocked on the table proudly.
"Three times 2,000 million is 6,000 million. Pay it back quickly."
Michiko was straightforward. The money was not hers anyway. This made Fu Nianzu so distressed that his lips trembled.
Michiko whispered to him.
"Fu Sang, this young man is an expert. He can replace my dice silently."
Fu Nianzu's brows were furrowed.
"you sure?"
"uncertain!"
Michiko's answer was so decisive that Fu Nianzu almost fainted from anger. Damn, are you not sure what you are saying?
"What do you mean?"
The little Japanese woman never understood what was good or bad. She didn't hear that Fu Nianzu was blaming her at all. She just said whatever she thought of.
"Fu Sang, these two old gentlemen are too cautious. It's hard to decide the winner with them. How about this, I compete with this gentleman alone. That way he can't do anything, and I can get any score I want."
Fu Nianzu was delighted when he heard this. He immediately agreed. Otherwise, how could he be called a worthless second-generation rich kid? He had even forgotten how he lost to Dabao just now. It was just like they wanted it to be any time.
Michiko bowed to Dabao.
"What do you call this gentleman?"
Dabao nodded. The Japanese girl was very polite.
"My surname is Zu, and my given name is Zong."
Michiko was fluent in Chinese, and she knew Dabao was taking advantage of her as soon as she heard it, and her face darkened.
"Sir, please be respectful. I know what ancestors mean."
Dabao laughed out loud.
"Did I ask you to call me ancestor? You can call me Mr. Zu, but who allowed you to call me by my full name? You are not worthy of calling me by my full name."
This choked Michiko, and her face turned red and white. She could only apologize.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zu, I was rude. I'm deeply impressed by your superb gambling skills. I've asked Mr. Fu for permission. I'd like to play a one-on-one game with you, 2,000 million per round."
Dabao said contemptuously.
"Okay, I'll give you this face."
At this moment, he looked like a dandy young man.
The notary ordered the dealer to bring two sets of dice. Ye Han and Nie Aotian were both fine with their proposal to gamble against each other. The key was that they were not entirely sure they could beat Michiko Funakoshi with the dice.
This woman's technique is so perfect that changing the dice is as easy as drinking water. How can she win? She might as well end it quickly and go to Stud Poker.
Ye Han said loudly,
"Old Ghost Nie and I have no interest in the dice. If you ask me, let's limit the chips in front of Brother Qin and Mr. Fu. If one of them loses, the bet ends and we can start all-in. Is that okay?"
Nie Aotian and He Gongzi both clapped their hands in agreement. Dabao didn't care. He just wanted to win big today. As for what to play? It didn't matter.
Fu Nianzu was somewhat reluctant, but seeing that everyone agreed, he could not do anything alone, so he had to agree.
Ye Han and Nie Aotian retreated to the side. Now only Michiko and Dabao were left on both sides of the gambling table.
"You're a woman, you have priority. Tell me, how do we bet?"
Michiko thought for a moment and then spoke.
"Let's guess the number this time."
Dabao nodded.
"all right."
"Thank you, Mr. Zu. I'll go first."
Dabao shrugged and stretched out his right hand.
"please."
Michiko started shaking the dice cup. This time she didn't try too many tricks, but just shook it up and down honestly. To outsiders, the sound of the dice cup clattering was endless.
Even Ye Han couldn't tell how many dice were in it, he whispered to Nie Aotian.
"This woman is really good. Even if the two of us were to face her in this round, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to win."
Nie Aotian nodded silently. When it came to dice, he was slightly inferior to Ye Han.
Dabao saw clearly that when Michiko was shaking the dice, the dice jumped into the dice cup one by one from between her fingers. At most, there were eleven dice, and then the dice disappeared one by one from between her fingers.
This woman's movements were graceful and her techniques were superb. She was worthy of being the fastest artist in Japan. Even Dabao couldn't help but applaud her.
The dice cup fell on the table silently. The people watching nearby were amazed. Even Fu Nianzu, a fool, was dazzled.
Dabao said slowly.
"If I guess right, will it be 2,000 million?"
Michiko smiled and shook her head.
"If I guess the number you rolled, the round is a draw."
"Mr. Zu, please guess the number on my dice."
Dabao nodded.
"One, two, three! Six o'clock."
Michiko's face changed slightly, and she immediately reached out to open the dice cup. The number on her dice was indeed one, two, and three, which was a small six, but she could tamper with it.
After she opened the dice cup, she hooked her little finger with his and changed the direction of the three dice. This time she quickly opened the dice cup because she didn't want to give Dabao a chance to tamper with it.
Unfortunately, Dabao had already figured out her routine and had used his Qi to fix the dice. Michiko's movements were too subtle, and she didn't even realize that she couldn't move the dice.
When she took away the dice cup, she took a look and couldn't help but exclaim loudly.
"Nani?"
I saw that the numbers on the dice in the dice cup were still one, two, three, and six was small!
Now Michiko is certain that the Mr. Zu in front of her is a master, much stronger than herself, and she estimates that she will not be able to win the next competition.
She gritted her teeth, wanting to give it another try, and bowed and said.
"Please, Mr. Zu, roll the dice and let me guess."
Dabao nodded, picked up the dice cup, shook it up and down three times, and then placed it on the gambling table.
Michiko was dumbfounded. Her expression was exactly the same as Ye Han's at that time. No sound, no sound at all. This was impossible. Even the slightest movement would make the sound of wood hitting wood. How could there be no sound? How could he guess if there was no sound?
Michiko's forehead was covered with sweat. In just a blink of an eye, her forehead was covered with sweat.
Dabao said contemptuously.
"Guess!"