Chapter 935: Kowloon Cup Again
Ye Feng never expected that he would encounter a Nine Dragon Cup here.
This reminded him of the first time he met Chen Xuan, when she was selling an heirloom Nine Dragon Cup in the antique market.
Finally, with his help, the Nine Dragon Cup was bought by Shen Guanlin, the old man of the Shen family, at a high price of 80 million.
Because of the Nine Dragon Cup, he not only made friends with Mr. Shen, but also developed a relationship with Chen Xuan, so he has a special feeling for the Nine Dragon Cup.
There are nine pieces in this Nine Dragon Cup set, and no one knows where they were scattered. It is a coincidence that I can see one of them here today.
And after his in-depth scan, he confirmed that this Nine Dragon Cup was undoubtedly authentic.
He calmly withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the person at the stall, and was stunned.
To be precise, this is not an antique stall, but a gambling stall.
There is a table in the middle, on which are placed gambling tools such as poker, dice, and Pai Gow.
Sitting at the gambling table was a middle-aged man wearing a neat suit and with a proud look on his face.
Behind him stood five or six young people in their twenties and thirties, both men and women.
Judging from the appearance of these people, they are probably not Chinese, but have more Korean characteristics.
Ye Feng turned his head and looked at a man who was watching the fun next to him, "Brother, what are they doing?"
The big brother was also kindhearted and immediately explained to him, "These people are from Goryeo. I heard that they came to participate in the gambling king competition. They happened to be strolling in the antique street today and decided to set up this gambling stall on a whim."
Cheng Fei'er was also very curious, "What are they betting on?"
Beautiful women are treated differently. As soon as she asked the question, several men around her rushed to answer.
"When they first set up the stall, they only had 10,000 yuan. As long as the other party bet 1,000 yuan with them, they could take everything away if they won."
"But these guys are really good. Many people challenged them, but they all lost in the end."
"Yes, I have won more than 200 million in just this morning. Did you see that Nine Dragon Cup? I also won it from an antique dealer."
"They entered with 10,000 yuan, and now they have won 200 to 300 million yuan. These Koreans are really amazing."
"I'm afraid he's even better than Hong Jiajun. It looks like this year's gambling king may be won by a Korean."
"That's right..."
When Cheng Feier heard this, she immediately turned her head and looked at Ye Feng. This horrific record was comparable to this guy's.
She originally thought that Ye Feng's combat record was already abnormal, but she didn't expect to meet such a master here.
I just don't know who will win if they compete against each other?
After hearing everyone's explanation, Ye Feng finally understood. It turned out that these Koreans were fishing here?
However, to do this kind of business, one must have strong gambling skills, otherwise one may end up losing more than what he gains.
At this time, the middle-aged man sitting there started talking, and said a lot of gibberish, but no one could understand what he meant.
Fortunately, a young man standing next to him explained in broken Chinese, "My teacher said that we are now using this Nine Dragon Cup, which is worth 100 million, as a bet. You only need to bet 10 million. If you win, not only will your bet be returned, but you can also take the Nine Dragon Cup away."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd immediately started to make noise.
A Kowloon Cup worth 100 million yuan, you only need to bet 10 million to have a chance to take it away, this is too tempting. However, most people can only watch with envy, because the threshold of 10 million yuan keeps most people out.
After a long time, no one stepped forward to challenge.
The middle-aged man slowly glanced at the crowd, shook his head in disappointment, and talked a lot.
The young man hesitated for a moment, as if hesitating whether to translate it truthfully.
The middle-aged man immediately turned around and scolded a few words.
The young man had no choice but to translate it truthfully, "My teacher said that the Chinese are all a bunch of... sick men. I have already made such a big concession, but no one dares to challenge me. It's really ridiculous."
As soon as he fired this map cannon, he immediately aroused public anger.
"The Koreans dare to laugh at us. Have you forgotten what kind of people you were in the past?"
"That's right, if we are sick men, then you are not even sick men, you are all a bunch of stupid pigs."
"Isn't it just a little bit of gambling skills? What's so great about that? If you're brave enough, let's fight. I can beat ten of you by myself."
"Fuck, I'm going to bet my life on you guys, do you dare?"
"..."
This was exactly the result that the middle-aged man wanted to see, and he immediately said a few more words.
The young man translated again: "Being angry is useless. If you have the guts, come and test yourself at the gambling table. I'll give you three more minutes to consider. If no one comes to challenge us, we'll take the Nine Dragon Cup away."
As soon as he said this, the crowd immediately quieted down.
Not to mention that they don’t have 10 million, even if they really have 10 million, they wouldn’t dare to gamble.
This group of people were able to win hundreds of millions with only ten thousand yuan. Their strength is indeed abnormal.
It's better to throw your money away than to gamble with them, at least you can see some splash.
"Two minutes left..."
"One minute left..."
"Time is up. It seems no one dares to challenge me."
The young man showed a look of disdain on his face and lowered his head to whisper something to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man also stood up slowly, looked at everyone with disdain, and said in broken Chinese: "A bunch of cowards!"
After saying this, he ordered his men to pack up and leave.
At this moment, an angry voice suddenly came from the crowd, "Ten million, right? I'll play with you guys."
(End of this chapter)