Ace of the Dragon Division

He was absolutely confident that he, as a professional, could shake the dice in a way that makes it almost impossible for amateurs to guess due to the switch-ups in rhythms.

Xu Cheng casually counted the chips, picked up a billion-dollar worth, and pushed it into the pool. “People that pretend to be rich but only put down a few million in bets really disgusts me. I can’t do something like that, so if I’m going to pretend to be a rich guy, I will carry my act all the way through. I will bet just a billion first and calm my balls down a bit.”

Everyone at the scene took in a deep breath.

Just how big are the balls of someone that could bet one billion on a game that relies mostly on luck?

Even Haber’s heart ached a bit just by watching. “That ‘money is just paper’ phrase, I will never say it again in front of you. In comparison to me, you are basically trying to let them out like it’s sh-t.”

Xu Cheng picked up a cigar from the plate and put it in his mouth. “Talk means nothing. Back where I come from, the admirer should light the cig for the admired.”

Haber took out his lighter and lit it for Xu Cheng.

After taking a sip, he dashingly looked over at Yan Jingfan and said, “Let’s go.”

Yan Jingfan slowly removed the roller.

2+3=5, small!

Young Master Lee felt like he just got stabbed in the heart.

Yan Jingfan’s hand also shook. He lowered his voice and said to Young Master Lee who was behind him, “Don’t worry. We lost a billion, so I will bet 2 billion to win it back. Within 5 rounds, I will send him home.”

Young Master Lee nodded. “Please.”

The staff counted 1 billion in chips from Young Master Lee’s side and pushed it onto Xu Cheng’s side.

Yan Jingfan looked at the proud Xu Cheng and snorted. “To us pros, in terms of calculation abilities, do you know where else they could apply?”

“Where?” Xu Cheng curiously asked.

“It’s to utilize your confidence and the odds of winning to beat you. Say we both start with 10 billion, but my win rate is 30% higher than yours. No matter how much you put down as a bet, I will put down just as much the next round. Then, within 10 rounds, I can win 3 more rounds than you, and in the end, you would be the one going broke.”

Xu Cheng clapped for him. “Very nice, but where did you get the confidence you can win 30% than me?”

As Xu Cheng said that, he began shaking the roller. But this time, his hand speed changed, and the tempo began switching up.

The sudden change made Yan Jingfan’s ears unable to keep up with the rhythm at all. He looked up in disbelief at Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng also looked at him mysteriously and said, “I welcome you to bet a billion.”

Bam!

Xu Cheng slammed the roller onto the desk, and Yan Jingfan’s forehead was covered in sweat.

At this time, Young Master Lee pushed him on the shoulder and said, “Bet 2 billion! We will take back the principal amount and profit! We have a higher win rate, however much he bets, we can just double that. In the end, it will be us that win!”

Yan Jingfan began panicking.

He completely lost track of the tempo!

“Hurry up! What are you scared of?” Young Master Lee didn’t know that Yan Jingfan already screwed up.

If he had a 70% confidence in guessing the dice in the first round, then this time, it was only 50%! Basically no different than normal people guessing!

“Let’s put down 5 million on ‘small’ first.” For the sake of being safe, and also to probe Xu Cheng again, he didn’t dare to put down a billion, not to mention 2 billion. That would be too risky.

Xu Cheng grinned. “Didn’t you say you have a 30% higher chance of winning than me? Where did that go already? Went to feed the dogs or something?”

Then, he lifted the roller.

1+5=6, small.

Young Master Lee almost coughed up blood from rage. MY 2 BILLION!

He directly scolded Yan Jingfan, “I told you to put down 2 billion, if you did then we would’ve won already! You lost a billion to him, and you just won 5 million back? Is your brain filled with sh-t?”

Xu Cheng laughed as he slid the roller across the table. “Your turn.”