Chapter 355: How Did Mr. Lin Get Up There?
What?!
Kamiyama and Lung Wu both suspected they had misheard.
"Mr. Lin… what did you say?"
"Why that expression?" Lin Feng looked at the two strangely, "To find someone with gambling skills close to Ko Chun, that's me!"
Lung Wu's poker face couldn't hold up:
"Mr. Lin, this is no laughing matter."
Kamiyama bowed ninety degrees again:
"Mr. Lin, thank you for your help."
"You don't have to worry about me. If I really can't find anyone, I'll just go myself. Chan Kam-Shing is not a good person."
Lin Feng looked at the two speechlessly.
"My reputation, Lin Feng, is still good in Hong Kong, right?"
Lung Wu said seriously:
"Who in the Triad doesn't know that your reputation is worth a thousand pieces of gold!"
Lin Feng clapped his hands lightly:
"My boss once said, when you're out in the world, you have to keep your word."
"I strongly agree."
"When you're out in the world, it's all about face."
"To be impolite, my face, Ah Feng, can be used as money."
"I would never do anything to ruin my own reputation."
Kamiyama and Lung Wu looked at each other, both surprised and uncertain.
"Alright then, just pick a deck of cards."
Lung Wu glanced at Kamiyama, who was very decisive:
"Mr. Lin wants you to get it, so go get it."
Kamiyama was also a part of the gambling world; his gambling skills were naturally not as good as Ko Chun's or Chan Kam-Shing's, but they were definitely not something ordinary people could compare to.
"It's an excellent idea for Mr. Lin to suggest a gambling skill showdown."
"Just so I can let him know that a gambling master is different from someone who gambles purely on luck."
Kamiyama made up his mind that he would let Lin Feng witness what true gambling skill was in a moment.
And also to make him retreat in the face of difficulty.
Ko Chun's accident was a great regret for Kamiyama.
He admitted that his skills were inferior to Chan Kam-Shing's, which forced him to invite a master to play on his behalf.
That's right.
Originally, it wasn't Ko Chun who was scheduled to gamble with Chan Kam-Shing, but Kamiyama.
However, Chan Kam-Shing's gambling skills were truly superb, and Kamiyama had no choice but to find a master to replace him.
The master he had originally found had an accident—actually, it wasn't an accident; it was Chan Kam-Shing's doing. The Devil of Gamblers was most adept at using crooked methods to sway others' minds.
From outside threats to inside the game, that was his usual trick.
Unfortunately, this time, he succeeded again!
"Mr. Lin is so righteous, but I cannot let Mr. Lin face danger for my sake."
Kamiyama was a very principled Triad member.
He clearly distinguished between important and unimportant matters.
There was a deck of cards readily available in the room.
Lin Feng casually took the unopened deck of cards, gave it a light tap, and the box disappeared, leaving only the cards in his hand.
Kamiyama and Lung Wu's eyes immediately lit up. They exchanged glances, both finding a look of confusion in the other's eyes.
Where did Lin Feng throw the card box?
Neither of them had seen how he did it.
One of them was a gambling master, the other an elite bodyguard.
Both of their eyesight was top-notch.
But neither of them had truly seen how he did it.
Lin Feng smiled:
"I'm going to show off my skills now."
Kamiyama dared not be negligent, and bowed ninety degrees again:
"Mr. Lin, please proceed."
Lin Feng waited until he stood up straight, held the cards in one hand, and with a flick of the other.
The playing cards fanned out like a fan.
Kamiyama saw clearly that the cards were arranged by suit, from A to K.
"I wonder what kind of skill Mr. Lin will demonstrate!"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Don't blink."
He quickly closed the deck of cards, then flicked his hand again.
The playing cards fanned out once more!
Kamiyama's pupils suddenly constricted:
"How is that possible?!"
What were originally fifty-two different playing cards instantly turned into Ace of Spades!
That's right, fifty-two Ace of Spades!
Not a single one was different.
Kamiyama was stunned.
This kind of card-switching technique could be done by any gambling master.
The problem was, Kamiyama couldn't see at all how Lin Feng did it.
What kind of technique was this?
Kamiyama's eyes widened as he watched Lin Feng open and close his hands, the playing cards swaying back and forth like a folding fan, according to his will.
With each opening and closing, the fifty-two playing cards began to change.
Ace of Spades, 2 of Spades, 3 of Spades... all the way to King of Spades.
Is it over?
Not yet!
Ace of Hearts, 2 of Hearts, 3 of Hearts... all the way to King of Hearts.
And then, Clubs, Diamonds.
When Lin Feng closed, flicked, and separated his hands, the original fifty-two cards miraculously returned!
Lin Feng tapped lightly again.
Well, the card box, which he had seemingly put somewhere, was all back.
"Please check it."
Lin Feng waved his hand casually, and the playing cards were already in Kamiyama's hand.
Kamiyama was stunned.
Lung Wu was stunned.
Li Fu secretly pouted, what's so special about this?
Brother Feng's card-changing technique displayed when he gambled against Lin Ho-tung back then, wasn't it much more brilliant than this?
Kamiyama took a deep breath, then suddenly bowed ninety degrees again:
"Mr. Lin's divine skill, I was ignorant."
"I humbly request Mr. Lin to help me get revenge."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Didn't I say I would be there tonight?"
"Lung Wu and I are good friends, after all."
Lung Wu's lips curved slightly, seemingly very pleased.
Kamiyama was almost in tears:
"I am eternally grateful!"
Lin Feng waved his hand:
"No need to be so formal. To be honest, I was also restless and wanted to experience it."
"You don't have to be so polite."
Kamiyama continued to express his gratitude:
"Mr. Lin, today's gambling game is different from usual."
"If it were an ordinary gambling game, then the VIP room at the casino across the street would suffice."
"But today is a grudge match."
"We will gamble on the high seas."
"There might be some danger."
Lin Feng didn't care about danger at all.
Chan Kam-Shing?
It wasn't Lin Feng making fun of him, but if Chan Kam-Shing really wanted to play dirty tricks, his group of people wouldn't be enough for Lin Feng to fight alone.
"High seas it is."
"However, my schedule is very fixed. After gambling, I need to go home and rest."
Kamiyama looked at Lung Wu in surprise; he really didn't know about Lin Feng's schedule.
"Mr. Lin's schedule is famous throughout Hong Kong," Lung Wu explained. "He goes to bed in the early morning and doesn't get up before noon."
Kamiyama burst out laughing:
"Then there's no problem."
"Mr. Lin, I must thank you properly. How about we have dinner first?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"I love to eat the most."
He said to everyone,
"Clothes and accessories are for others to see."
"Only food is truly something that goes into your own stomach."
"I am never careless about food."
Kamiyama smiled:
"That's even better. I've prepared Lu cuisine from my Mainland for you, I hope you like it."
Lin Feng was quite surprised.
"Okamoto people eat lightly, yet you can get used to Lu cuisine?"
Kamiyama shook his head:
"Okamoto eating lightly is ultimately due to propaganda. If you can eat well, why not eat better?"
"It's all just big merchants' propaganda."
Lin Feng agreed heartily:
"They promoted it so well that you, who originally ate rice, were forcefully propagandized into eating noodles, and it even became a tradition."
Okamoto's geographical conditions were naturally suitable for rice, but ABCD vigorously promoted the benefits of eating noodles to open up Okamoto's market.
Their message was that "eating noodles is a noble thing; eating rice is what poor people do."
Thus, in just a few years, the dietary habits of an entire nation were fundamentally changed.
This was the power of big capital, sending shivers down one's spine.
Li Fu exclaimed:
"Can even dietary habits be changed by propaganda?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"It's very normal."
"Not just Okamoto, isn't South Korea the same?"
When he explained the matter, Li Fu fell silent.
Kamiyama, however, saw through it clearly:
"We live in such a world, it's very normal."
Normal my ass!
From the perspective of Mainland, this was not normal at all.
Li Fu suddenly understood Lin Feng's occasional remark,
"You must never view the world through the eyes of Mainland; if you do, you'll find that everyone else in the world is abnormal."
Li Fu hadn't understood before, but now, thinking about it, he felt a chill.
The whole world was like a village, all other countries were abnormal, and only Mainland was normal.
But looking at it from another perspective, couldn't it also be that other countries were normal and Mainland was abnormal?
It was impossible to make Mainland change its mind, so Mainland was at odds with the world.
He was silent for a moment, then suddenly felt relieved. For over a hundred years, hadn't Mainland been at odds with the entire world, and what of it?
But, what of it?
Li Fu smiled as he looked at Lin Feng's back.
"Ko Chun really can't play?"
Chan Kam-Shing, wearing glasses, asked the person next to him.
"Really!"
Chan Kam-Shing's loyal subordinate, Yeung Chak-Lam, replied.
Like master, like servant.
Chan Kam-Shing, known as the Devil of Gamblers, was very devilish in his ways, specializing in using underhanded tactics in gambling.
He would avoid letting his opponent play if he could.
It could be said that he would stop at nothing to win.
Yeung Chak-Lam was even worse than Chan Kam-Shing.
At least Chan Kam-Shing, after a gambling session, would accept his loss if he lost.
After all, if he used all his underhanded tricks and still couldn't win, then he truly couldn't beat the other person.
Chan Kam-Shing would admit defeat.
Yeung Chak-Lam was completely different.
Even if he lost, he would try every possible means to reclaim the lost gambling money.
"Ko Chun's gambling skills are impeccable."
"It will be very troublesome for us to deal with him."
"Are you sure he can't play?"
Chan Kam-Shing cautiously confirmed.
"Mr. Chen, I've already confirmed it," Yeung Chak-Lam said with a hint of smugness, "According to my investigation, Lung Wu hired the most famous neurosurgeon in Hong Kong to treat Ko Chun."
"That hospital is Hung Hing's Triad Hospital, so we can't get in."
"However, that neurosurgeon doesn't mind revealing information about Ko Chun to outsiders."
"I used a little trick and managed to extract all the information from him."
Yeung Chak-Lam was quite pleased.
Ko Chun was his enemy.
Before, he was enjoying himself cheating and fleecing a fat sheep.
Who would have thought Ko Chun would insist on interfering?
He had completely ruined his good deed.
How could he tolerate this?
Blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents; it absolutely cannot be tolerated.
It was a pity that Ko Chun only temporarily lost his memory and didn't die completely, which made Yeung Chak-Lam very regretful.
"Don't be careless!"
Chan Kam-Shing frowned, puffing on his pipe, lost in thought.
If someone who didn't know his true identity were to meet him for the first time, they would think Chan Kam-Shing was refined and gentle, a rare and benevolent elder.
However, people in the underworld only get their names wrong, never their nicknames.
"We can use underhanded tactics against Ko Chun, but it's hard to guarantee that the other side won't use underhanded tactics to confuse us."
Yeung Chak-Lam immediately became anxious:
"Mr. Chen, no, they won't."
"Ko Chun has been staying in the Triad Hospital and hasn't come out."
"My people are watching him."
"It's just that the hospital is Hung Hing's Triad Hospital, which is a bit special."
"Otherwise, my people would have gone in and finished him off."
Chan Kam-Shing thought for a moment and asked:
"Can we get rid of Ko Chun through our underworld connections?"
Yeung Chak-Lam smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"Hung Hing is currently the leader of the Top Ten Gangs, and even Chung Yee Shun's strength can't compare to theirs."
"It is said that Lung Wu has a close relationship with Lin Feng of Causeway Bay, and it was through Lin Feng's connections that he got into the Triad Hospital."
"And Lin Feng holds a special position in Hung Hing."
"If it were someone else's connections, we might still be able to find a way."
"But Lin Feng…"
Yeung Chak-Lam didn't continue speaking.
Chan Kam-Shing also knew what he meant.
When one's status reaches Lin Feng's level, it's not something that can be handled by ordinary means.
"That's true."
"But if Kamiyama, that bastard, can't invite Ko Chun, who will he invite?"
"Nie Wanlong?"
Yeung Chak-Lam smiled:
"I don't think he can invite anyone."
"Everyone in the underworld knows that tonight's gambling match is between you and Ko Chun."
"Experts all have their pride."
"They disdain being someone else's substitute."
Chan Kam-Shing thought that was right.
If he were asked to substitute for Ko Chun, it would be disgusting to himself.
If it were him, he would never do such a thing.
"Mr. Chen, we'll find out who is substituting for Ko Chun tonight anyway."
"We'll just wait and see."
Chan Kam-Shing sighed:
"Alas, Ko Chun is known as the God of Gamblers, and I truly wanted to experience his gambling skills."
"It's just that he disappointed me too much, not even being able to get to the gambling table."
"It's truly disappointing."
"There is only one Ko Chun in this world. Besides Ko Chun, it doesn't matter who substitutes for him tonight."
Chan Kam-Shing repeatedly expressed his regret.
Yeung Chak-Lam muttered to himself, whose fault was it that Ko Chun didn't play?
Wasn't it you who sent people to get rid of him?
But if he were in Chan Kam-Shing's shoes, Yeung Chak-Lam would do ten times worse than what the other party did to Ko Chun.
"Ko Chun doesn't have the good fortune to gamble against Mr. Chen."
Changing his tone, Yeung Chak-Lam said regretfully,
"Originally, we had developed Ko Yee as an inside man. With Ko Chun not playing, Ko Yee, this chess piece, is useless."
Chan Kam-Shing asked, puzzled:
"By the way, since you developed Ko Yee, why didn't you get information about Ko Chun through him?"
Yeung Chak-Lam shook his head:
"It's not that I didn't want to. After Lung Wu learned that something happened to Ko Chun, he returned to Ko Chun's villa and happened to see Ko Yee about to lay hands on Ko Chun's woman, Janet…"
Chan Kam-Shing snorted coldly:
"He indulged in women before the matter was even settled. This guy deserved to die."
Yeung Chak-Lam shrugged.
To be fair, Ko Chun's girlfriend, Janet, was indeed a great beauty.
Who wouldn't be tempted by such a beauty?
Chan Kam-Shing not tempted? He was an old man over sixty; even if he wanted to, he wouldn't have the strength!
However, Yeung Chak-Lam couldn't say such things.
It was almost time to leave for the gambling ship, and Yeung Chak-Lam pushed the door open, his face full of shock:
"Mr. Chen, the person who will substitute for Ko Chun tonight has appeared."
Chan Kam-Shing was indifferent:
"As long as it's not Ko Chun, it's all the same who comes."
"Look at how shocked you are. Could it be Nie Wanlong?"
Yeung Chak-Lam quickly shook his head:
"No, this is a newcomer to the gambling world."
Chan Kam-Shing laughed:
"It seems Kamiyama has run out of tricks. Letting a newcomer play is even worse than letting Kamiyama play."
"Anyway, they're all sending me money, so why not let Kamiyama send it?"
Yeung Chak-Lam broke out in a sweat:
"Mr. Chen, Lin Feng is participating in the gambling match!"
Chan Kam-Shing's pupils contracted:
"Lin Feng?"
"Lin Feng of Hung Hing Causeway Bay?"
Yeung Chak-Lam nodded frantically.
Chan Kam-Shing's face was solemn:
"We're all in the shady business. What is Lin Feng doing here?"
Chan Kam-Shing felt a headache.
Young and Dangerous are different from their Eight Generals of the Thousand Gates.
Although they are all in shady businesses, the Eight Generals of the Thousand Gates are, to put it plainly, technical players.
Meeting someone from a Triad naturally makes them uncomfortable.
It's like the relationship between someone in a Triad and someone truly in the underworld.
"What a hassle!"
Chan Kam-Shing took a deep puff and sighed,
"Troublesome!"
Chan Kam-Shing wasn't afraid of Lin Feng; if it were a competition at the gambling table, he wouldn't even bother with underhanded tactics.
What he feared was what would happen after the gambling match.
For people like Ko Chun, Chan Kam-Shing's underhanded tactics were very effective.
But for Lin Feng, such things were completely useless.
Chan Kam-Shing didn't dare!
Truly, he didn't dare!
Hung Hing had fifty thousand disciples in Hong Kong alone.
If he dared to harm Lin Feng, even if he fled back to Singapore, it would be useless.
Hung Hing's disciples were spread all over the world.
How could it be that easy?
Chan Kam-Shing felt a great headache.
"Can we refuse?" Yeung Chak-Lam had a severe headache.
Like Chan Kam-Shing, he also didn't want to go against Lin Feng.
"Kamiyama has really given us a difficult problem."
Chan Kam-Shing felt a toothache.
Those who mix in the underworld need to be sharp.
The underworld isn't about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships.
Against ordinary gamblers, underhanded tactics can be used freely.
But against Lin Feng, just try it?
He probably wouldn't even be able to leave the hotel.
And that wasn't the most important thing.
If Lin Feng lost too badly at the gambling table, he might even be hunted down.
What a headache!
"Although Lin Feng has been in the underworld for more than ten years, he is only twenty years old now. It's not an exaggeration to say he's a young man who achieved success."
"Such a young man is arrogant and proud."
"If he encounters some setbacks, he might do something extreme."
"And we can't refuse."
Chan Kam-Shing's face turned into a bitter gourd, and he suddenly felt that this long-awaited match had no excitement at all.
"For someone like Lin Feng, face is more important than anything."
"If you don't let him play, or don't accept his gamble, do you believe he could hunt us down to the last man?"
"So troublesome!"
When the Eight Generals of the Thousand Gates met Young and Dangerous, it was truly like a scholar meeting a soldier—you couldn't reason with them.
"We can only adapt to the situation."
Troublesome!
Lin Ho-tung naturally also arrived on the gambling ship. He looked left and right but couldn't find Lin Feng.
Honestly, he still wanted to stay by Lin Feng's side and listen to him explain the match between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers.
"Strange, did Mr. Lin not enter the gambling ship?"
"With his gambling skills, how could he miss such a grand event?"
"Ah, why is Mr. Lin sitting at the gambling table?"
At this moment, not only Lin Ho-tung but everyone was stunned!
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Chapter 356: Lin Feng vs. Chan Kam-Shing
Not only was Lin Ho-tung stunned, but all the guests on the gambling ship were also stunned.
They came for the century-long showdown between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers, but what they didn't expect was that Chan Kam-Shing had arrived, but Ko Chun was nowhere to be seen.
The one who went up was Lin Feng!
The Gambling Judge explained to everyone:
"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Ko Chun is unable to participate in this match due to health reasons. Therefore, we have specially invited Mr. Lin Feng to take his place."
"After our confirmation, the authorization letter is indeed Mr. Ko Chun's handwriting."
"After Mr. Chan Kam-Shing's confirmation."
"The two parties in this gamble are Lin Feng and Chan Kam-Shing."
"Now, I will announce the rules of the gamble."
"This gambling game is Stud Poker, the rules are as follows: This game will last for two hours..."
The Gambling Judge was still rambling on about various rules, but the spectators were all bewildered, whispering amongst themselves.
Lin Ho-tung found Lung Wu and quickly walked over:
"You actually let Mr. Lin go up and gamble, aren't you harming him?"
"Is this how you act as a brother?"
Lung Wu gave Lin Ho-tung a strange look, admiring Lin Feng greatly in his heart. This guy actually had such a good relationship with the people from Chung Yee Shun.
Looking at Lin Ho-tung, he was genuinely concerned.
Didn't they say Lin Feng hated drug trafficking the most?
What was going on with Lin Ho-tung?
How could he know that Lin Ho-tung had been convinced by Lin Feng's skill?
How could he know that Lin Feng would absolutely never admit to having a good relationship with Lin Ho-tung?
What a joke! Who in all of Hong Kong didn't know that he and white powder were irreconcilable?
If anyone said he had a good relationship with drug traffickers, he would get angry!
"Mr. Lian, don't worry, Mr. Lin's skill is very high."
Lung Wu thought for a moment and still offered an explanation.
"Of course I know Mr. Lin's skill is good."
Lin Ho-tung didn't want to hear any explanations.
"But that's the Devil of Gamblers, Chan Kam-Shing. Even if the God of Gamblers were here, he wouldn't dare to say he was guaranteed to win."
"You actually pushed Mr. Lin onto this gambling table; that's setting him up for embarrassment."
"Everyone says you, Lung Wu, are righteous, but I think you're purely a charlatan."
Lung Wu simply closed his mouth.
"Why aren't you speaking?"
Lin Ho-tung remained relentless.
"After the game, I will definitely get justice for Mr. Lin."
Lung Wu reluctantly spoke:
"This match was Mr. Lin's idea."
"Ko Chun ran into some trouble, so I wanted Mr. Lin to recommend a master to me."
"Mr. Lin recommended himself."
"You should also know his reputation."
"Mr. Lin is a man of his word. Do you dare not believe what he says?"
Lin Ho-tung was stumped.
Those who mixed in the Jianghu, even if they didn't believe themselves, would not disbelieve what Lin Feng said.
Over three years, various events had proven that he was a man whose words were as weighty as mountains.
No matter how outrageous the matter, as long as he said it, it would most likely happen.
It was almost comparable to an ancient emperor's golden word.
"But, this is too outrageous."
Lin Ho-tung still found it hard to accept.
"Just talking about fighting, even if Lin Feng said he could beat my Big Brother, I would believe him."
Lung Wu glanced at him:
"I believe it too!"
Lin Ho-tung was furious.
He had just made an example; he didn't mean for Lung Wu to believe it.
Lin Ho-lung was known as the number one in Hong Kong.
Lin Feng was not bad either.
In terms of combat power alone, Prince, the God of War in Hung Hing, even said that he was no match for Lin Feng in a one-on-one fight.
Although Lin Feng's position was Straw Sandal, responsible for external relations, to be honest, his combat power was truly incredibly high.
Some even believed that if Lin Ho-lung and Lin Feng truly fought, the probability of Lin Ho-lung losing was very high.
"This is gambling skill. Do you believe he can beat Chan Kam-Shing?"
Lin Ho-tung disdained arguing with Lung Wu, mainly because he couldn't beat this poker-faced man; otherwise, he would definitely defend his Big Brother's reputation.
"I believe it!"
Lung Wu's words were as concise as ever, but since the other party was a Chung Yee Shun boss, he added a few more words,
"Whatever Mr. Lin says, I believe!"
Lin Ho-tung was dumbfounded.
After a long while, he asked unwillingly,
"Everyone came to see the match between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers. With Mr. Lin going up instead, aren't the expectations not very high?"
Lung Wu gave him a strange look:
"This is Hong Kong and Macau. Mr. Lin's reputation is much more resounding than Ko Chun's."
"Do you think they won't be looking forward to it?"
Ah?!
Lin Ho-tung was completely stunned.
"It's Lin Feng who's on stage! I never thought that the boss of Hung Hing Causeway Bay would also be involved in the gambling world. This is truly unexpected."
"Yes, yes, Lin Feng is a young hero, and he is most loyal and righteous. He's probably participating because he's friends with Ko Chun, right? Lin Feng values loyalty the most."
"That's right, the brotherly bond between Lin Feng and Liang Kun always moves people. I never thought he would have such a close relationship with Ko Chun as well."
"Mr. Lin is truly righteous!"
"Indeed, righteous!"
"..."
Lin Ho-tung was silenced by the whispers of the people around him.
Good heavens, weren't you all here to enjoy the showdown between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers?
Why are you suddenly so interested in the gamble between Lin Feng and Chan Kam-Shing?
Isn't that an exaggeration?
Lin Ho-tung had to admit that Lung Wu was right.
Lin Feng had already become a legend in Hong Kong and Macau.
Even those not involved in the Jianghu would hear his legends everywhere.
The audience was particularly looking forward to Lin Feng showcasing his legend at the gambling table.
Although Lin Feng's opponent was Chan Kam-Shing, the notorious Devil of Gamblers in the gambling world.
But what if?
What if Lin Feng was the dark horse of the gambling world?
Appreciating a peak showdown was certainly exciting.
But honestly, compared to the showdown between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers, they were more willing to appreciate a showdown involving a dark horse of the gambling world.
Lin Ho-tung himself was a gambler and immediately understood the audience's thoughts.
To be honest, he also wanted to see if Lin Feng could be compared to Chan Kam-Shing.
And Lin Feng was young.
He was only twenty years old this year.
As long as he could hold his own against Chan Kam-Shing for a while, as long as he wasn't completely crushed by Chan Kam-Shing, then his future would be limitless!
Thinking of this, Lin Ho-tung became excited.
Just then, he felt a gaze, turned his head, and saw Lung Wu looking at him expressionlessly.
"Damn it!"
Lin Ho-tung couldn't help but blush, sheepishly returning to his seat.
He had gone to question Lung Wu, and unexpectedly, he had been convinced by a few words.
How embarrassing!
Lin Ho-tung felt his face burning.
Lung Wu, however, did not look at him, focusing all his attention on the gambling table.
"Mr. Long, do you think Mr. Lin will win?"
Kamiyama, however, became nervous.
Lung Wu was silent for a moment, then whispered:
"What Lin Feng says, he has never gone back on."
"No matter how outrageous his words, when they come from his mouth, I will believe them to be true."
"And facts have proven my judgment."
Kamiyama sighed softly.
He had some regrets.
Even if Lin Feng had displayed miraculous skills, he had never truly experienced a real gambling match.
To be honest, it would be false not to regret it.
He might as well have gone up himself.
If he went up, he certainly wouldn't be a match for Chan Kam-Shing, but placing his hopes on Lin Feng, who had never had actual combat experience, was truly a headache.
Now, it was too late to say anything.
The game had already begun.
"Mr. Lin, I never thought it would be you and I playing against each other." Chan Kam-Shing still held his pipe, his tone very amiable, "I have been looking forward to the match with Ko Chun for a long time, but I never expected it to turn out like this. It's truly a pity."
Everyone also felt quite regretful.
The match between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers.
"In this world, regret is the main theme. The things we remember are often not the happy ones, but precisely the regrettable ones."
Lin Feng was quite dismissive.
"Just like two hours later, you will leave having lost."
"This is also a regret."
Chan Kam-Shing was speechless:
"Does Mr. Lin still intend to defeat me?"
Lin Feng looked at him strangely:
"Once at the gambling table, the goal is to win."
"If you don't have confidence, why not just concede directly?"
"Why embarrass yourself in public?"
How arrogant!
Chan Kam-Shing felt a headache.
He just didn't want to gamble with Young and Dangerous; even if he won, it wouldn't be very pleasant, and there would be a lot of trouble!
The Eight Generals of the Thousand Doors was an artistic duel.
But facing Young and Dangerous, it was truly like a scholar meeting a soldier; he had to be hesitant in his actions.
"In a casino, there are no fathers and sons. Since Mr. Lin is at the casino, I won't hold back."
Chan Kam-Shing had no choice but to utter a harsh warning.
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Stop the nonsense, let's begin."
So, the assistants on both sides began to inspect the props.
Li Fu held a pair of glasses, carefully examining the playing cards.
The glasses in his hand were not simple; they were touted as America's fifth-generation technology.
They could see marked items on the props.
With just one look, he was startled.
What the hell is this?
The props were actually marked?
However, he recalled what Lin Feng had told him earlier: "If you find marks on the props, don't make a fuss."
"Just continue as usual."
At the time, Li Fu wondered:
"Isn't this supposed to be the Century Gambling Game? Is cheating allowed?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"What are you thinking?"
"It's a big project involving over a billion hong kong dollar; how many people can resist such a temptation?"
"Besides, what do you think gambling is?"
"Nine out of ten gambles are scams!"
Li Fu understood instantly.
After the inspection, Li Fu returned to Lin Feng's side and nodded slightly.
Lin Feng knew it; sure enough, all the props had been tampered with.
However, this was normal.
The opponent was the Devil of Gamblers; it would be abnormal if he didn't use some underhanded tactics.
Chan Kam-Shing naturally also received Yeung Chak-Lam's signal and said with a smile:
"Mr. Lin, gambling is gambling, but we had no grievances before."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"You're also a part of the underworld; who doesn't know that I, Lin Feng, have only friends in Hong Kong, and no enemies?"
Chan Kam-Shing muttered to himself, you indeed have friends everywhere.
That's because all your enemies are dead.
Chan Kam-Shing didn't want to end up like Lin Feng's former enemies.
This was why he didn't want to participate in a gamble with Lin Feng.
Gambling with Lin Feng was too disadvantageous!
The opponent was a newcomer to the gambling world; no, he was practically a nobody.
Winning was a given.
Losing would be a huge joke.
Even if he could win, he had to be strategic. If he won by crushing the opponent, he would probably end up selling salted duck eggs after getting off the gambling ship.
Troublesome!
It's really big trouble!
But since things had come to this, he could only grit his teeth and gamble.
The dealer began to deal the cards.
Lin Feng got a Queen of Diamonds, and Chan Kam-Shing got a Ten of Clubs.
The dealer continued to deal the hole cards.
Chan Kam-Shing looked at his hole card, which was a Queen of Clubs.
This was an excellent card; he could make two pairs if he played defensively, or a straight flush if he played aggressively.
"Ten of Diamonds speaks first."
Lin Feng snapped his fingers.
"All-in!"
Li Fu really listened, dumping the money from the box onto the table.
All-in!
The whole place was in an uproar.
The audience was dumbfounded.
They had never seen anyone play like this.
Even Lin Ho-tung had sweat on his face; was Lin Feng that crazy?
Chan Kam-Shing's pupils contracted:
"Mr. Lin, you don't seem to have looked at your hole card, have you?"
Lin Feng was surprised:
"Do I need to look at my hole card?"
Chan Kam-Shing retorted:
"Don't you?"
Lin Feng held up a finger and shook his head proudly:
"No need."
"A one-on-one match, just like a martial arts contest, is all about momentum."
"My momentum is strong, so I can go all-in naturally."
"You, do you call or fold?"
Chan Kam-Shing, unwilling, glanced at Lin Feng's cards from afar.
The opponent's up-card was a Queen of Diamonds, and he hadn't even looked at his hole card.
Even if he could see the marks, if the opponent hadn't looked at his hole card at all, how could he gamble?
What a hothead!
Chan Kam-Shing was furious.
He was most afraid of this kind of person.
He wouldn't do anything he wasn't sure about, and this was a gamble of several hundred million.
"Mr. Lin, he who laughs last, laughs best."
Chan Kam-Shing decisively flipped his cards.
"Fold!"
He truly didn't believe that the opponent would dare to play like this every hand.
If he really played like this, just one mistake would send him into the abyss.
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Continue!"
The second round quickly began.
Lin Feng had a Three of Clubs, and Chan Kam-Shing had a King of Spades.
"King of Spades, speak!"
Chan Kam-Shing looked at his hole card, which was a Jack of Spades, and he was very satisfied.
"Five hundred thousand!"
Slap!
Lin Feng snapped his fingers again.
Chan Kam-Shing suddenly had a bad premonition.
It's not going to happen again, is it?
"All-in!"
It actually happened!
"You dare to go all-in with a Three of Clubs?"
Does he even know how to play?!
Chan Kam-Shing was furious!
"All-in is the simplest way to play. My momentum overwhelms yours, so you have to fold."
Lin Feng, however, was very calm,
"Hurry up, call or fold?!"
Chan Kam-Shing looked at the cards in his hand, King of Spades and Jack of Spades!
What wonderful cards these were.
But should he go all-in with such cards?
Small impatience spoils great plans.
I'll endure!
"Fold!"
Chan Kam-Shing folded his cards resentfully.
This endurance lasted for twelve hands.
Whenever a hole card was dealt, whether Lin Feng spoke or not, he would eventually go all-in.
Chan Kam-Shing was helpless; he could only fold.
Just like that, for fourteen consecutive rounds, Lin Feng won by a small margin.
The audience was numb.
They hoped that Lin Feng could win against the strong with weakness and write a new legend in the gambling world.
But this kind of play truly had no technical content.
Although Lin Feng was now crushing Chan Kam-Shing in terms of momentum, it was only because Chan Kam-Shing was cautious.
As the saying goes, one cannot be rigid for long, nor soft for long.
Anyone with eyes could see that with Lin Feng's reckless style, as long as Chan Kam-Shing had a good hand, Lin Feng would fall into a bottomless abyss.
Lin Ho-tung suddenly calmed down.
"Ah Wu, did anyone buy outside bets?"
Lung Wu shrugged:
"I don't care about such things."
Kamiyama smiled:
"Mr. Lian wants to buy outside bets?"
"Who are you planning to bet on to win?"
Lin Ho-tung said without hesitation:
"Mr. Lin!"
Kamiyama was startled:
"Bet on Mr. Lin to win?"
Lin Ho-tung smiled proudly,
"Ah Feng is a master, an absolute master."
"Others don't know his gambling skills, but only I know how high his gambling skills are."
Kamiyama was startled:
"You gambled with Mr. Lin?"
"That was really not a good memory." Lin Ho-tung sighed, "Indeed, I have gambled with him. His gambling skills are superb, especially his control over people's hearts, which is definitely something we cannot achieve."
"Control over people's hearts is one aspect, but more importantly, his technique is truly superb."
Kamiyama nodded repeatedly.
He thought of the technique Lin Feng had shown him earlier.
He couldn't find any flaws in it no matter how he looked.
"It seems you also understand Mr. Lin's technique."
"But have you seen Mr. Lin's technique in this gambling game?"
Kamiyama was startled, and suddenly felt a tremor:
"You mean, Mr. Lin is setting up a trap?"
Lin Ho-tung nodded repeatedly:
"That's right."
"I believe Mr. Lin is hiding something. I don't know what kind of trap he has designed, but I know he is definitely plotting against that old fox, Chan Kam-Shing."
"Mr. Kamiyama, where can I buy outside bets?"
Kamiyama pointed casually:
"This is a gambling ship, so you can naturally buy them in the back."
Lin Ho-tung chuckled and quickly walked over.
When he got there, he realized, good heavens, this was a globally broadcast gambling game.
Casinos worldwide were taking bets.
They really know how to do business.
"I want to buy outside bets."
"Chan Kam-Shing wins, one pays 1.2."
"Lin Feng wins, one pays ten."
Lin Ho-tung was overjoyed:
"Ten million, bet on Lin Feng to win!"
The gambling ship's service was impeccable; they quickly processed his request.
Just then, Dai Fei strolled over.
"Oh, Ah Dong, you're also buying outside bets?"
Lin Ho-tung waved the ticket in his hand,
"Bet on Mr. Lin, ten million!"
Dai Fei laughed:
"Brother Feng will definitely lead us to soar."
However, due to Lin Ho-tung's bet, Lin Feng's odds had dropped; now it was one pays eight!
Dai Fei was very straightforward:
"Twenty million, bet on Lin Feng to win!"
Lin Ho-tung was startled:
"Ah Fei, you didn't use the gang's money, did you?"
Dai Fei chuckled:
"It's not the gang's money, so would I dare to use it?"
"This is my own."
"Brother Feng took us on a small project before, and we earned a little."
"Let's go back!"
What kind of project could earn so much?
Lin Ho-tung returned to his seat, pondering, and looked up to see that in such a short time, three more hands had passed.
"Chan Kam-Shing still hasn't called?"
Kamiyama was a bit worried:
"No!"
"Chan Kam-Shing is avoiding Mr. Lin's edge."
Lin Ho-tung became even more confident,
"Then he's definitely going to lose!"
He didn't know why, but he felt that Chan Kam-Shing was doomed to lose.
Lin Feng looked at the composed Chan Kam-Shing and reminded him:
"Don't think that not calling one hand means everything is fine."
"Our gambling game has a time limit."
"One hour has already passed."
"Also, you've already lost five million in blinds."
"If you still don't call, even if time runs out, you'll lose this gambling game due to losing too much in blinds."