Chapter 183: I Don't Like This Me

Zhao Xiaoyang was a bit conservative, after all it wasn't his own money; he played for two hours and lost over three million dollars.

"Skewers, bro, I'm not playing anymore."

Zhao Xiaoyang, holding the storage box QR code, said.

Lin Feng patted Zhao Xiaoyang's head, "Now don't talk about skewers; your sister-in-law Tang will beat you up if she hears."

"Huh?" Zhao Xiaoyang was puzzled.

Lin Feng didn't explain, saying, "You have concerns; just go all out this afternoon. The stake is this ten million either way. If luck is on your side, what if you win? You don't want to buy a sports car, you don't want to chase pretty girls?"

"Alright, bro!"

Zhao Xiaoyang nodded excitedly.

Lin Feng believed Zhao Xiaoyang's luck was great; as long as there are no worries, a good mindset brings good hand luck.

The three left the lobby, returned to the room to take off their clothes and masks, tidied up, and went down to the restaurant to eat.

In fact, by then few people were still wearing masks, especially those who had lost all their money, who were just letting loose and having fun.

The ship had various amusement facilities, as well as a shopping mall and gourmet restaurants.

Except for shopping, which required payment afterward, meals and such were completely free.

Only the wealthy who constantly appear in the public eye and are well known keep hiding all the time.

After a while, a tall woman in a black long dress walked over.

"Little Mi, you're here!"

The woman sat opposite Tang Mi and said with a smile.

Tang Mi, who had lost money, pursed her lips.

The woman extended her hand to Lin Feng, "Lin Feng, I am Ouyang Moli, pleased to meet you."

"Hello, Miss Moli!"

Lin Feng shook hands with Ouyang Moli.

"This is..."

Ouyang Moli looked at the seated Zhao Xiaoyang.

Lin Feng introduced, "This is my younger brother Zhao Xiaoyang."

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

Zhao Xiaoyang and Ouyang Moli shook hands.

At that moment, a waiter came over.

Ouyang Moli ordered a pan-seared steak.

The four then ate and chatted.

"Little Mi, how were the morning results?"

Ouyang Moli looked at Tang Mi and asked with a smile.

In fact, no guessing needed; just looking at Tang Mi's expression tells the result.

"Lost everything! Fifty million dollars!"

Tang Mi said with a dejected expression.

Ouyang Moli shook her head, "You still can't shake your greedy habit; if you were a bit more conservative, you'd be happy now."

Tang Mi sighed, with no appetite at all.

The gambling dogs often regret after losing all their money.

But they quickly rally themselves again.

When they heard Lin Feng gave Zhao Xiaoyang ten million in chips, they looked at Lin Feng with a yearning expression and said, "Can you give me some chips this afternoon? I'm sure I can win them back!"

Lin Feng replied bluntly, "No!"

Tang Mi winked at Lin Feng, "Just this once; if I lose again, I'll obey whatever you say from now on."

"When you wanted to split the chips half before, you said the same. Once said, how can it not count?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ouyang Moli smiled, "Little Mi, how about I lend you some chips, but when you get back, you have to repay me in cash!"

Snap!

Lin Feng slapped the fork on the table.

It startled everyone around.

Lin Feng's face, however, bore a smile, "Miss Moli, forget it!"

Ouyang Moli's face showed no anger; with a helpless expression she shrugged at Tang Mi, "Your husband already said that, so I can't help you!"

Tang Mi had been spoiled since childhood; aside from a few family members, only Lin Feng could truly keep her in line.

When Lin Feng got angry, she immediately became obedient, lowered her head and silently ate the fried rice on her plate.

The atmosphere grew a bit oppressive, and Zhao Xiaoyang spoke up, "Bro, this kind of game is actually not very interesting. To be like in the movie God of Gamblers, surrounded by onlookers, killing all around, that's the thrill!"

Lin Feng laughed, "Losing money is obviously no fun, but winning money and being able to keep it hidden from others—does that have any meaning?"

Moreover, this seemingly fair game actually has many tricks.

"Huh?"

Zhao Xiaoyang was puzzled.

Ouyang Moli looked at Lin Feng with a surprised gaze and asked, "What tricks do you think there are?"

Lin Feng said lightly, "At some card tables, after a few hours, none of the nine seats move, but at one seat, one person loses and another wins, and for those nine people, the chips on the table stay balanced. Why is that?"

Zhao Xiaoyang immediately understood and exclaimed, "So those nine are a group!"

Lin Feng nodded, "Nine people can take eighteen cards, plus the community cards, that's..."

They communicated with gestures, revealing the cards they held.

Based on the combination of card types, they could calculate what cards the opponent held, though the chance of guessing correctly was low.

But this game is essentially a mathematical combinatorial game; as long as one masters certain probabilities, over time one will inevitably win money.

To put it mildly, even if nine people don't cheat, the probability that nine people win is far greater than the probability that a single person wins, right?

"You saw all of that!"

Ouyang Moli gave Lin Feng a thumbs‑up.

Lin Feng laughed, "That's not impressive yet; among truly skilled masters they even swap cards! The cameras overhead can't even capture their card‑switching moves."

After Lin Feng finished, Zhao Xiaoyang scratched his head and said, "I thought this was a completely fair gamble with no cheating, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Lin Feng chuckled, "Where there are rules, there are always people looking for loopholes."

"Anything else?"

Ouyang Moli looked at Lin Feng with obvious interest.

Lin Feng said, "Also, before boarding, some people had arranged to play alone. They only borrowed this relatively fair platform on the ship.

When these people start, they don't sit with others to play. Perhaps when the final attack round comes and the winner gets bored, they might then play a few rounds with strangers."

Ouyang Moli smiled as she sized up Lin Feng, and the more she looked, the more she felt a mysterious aura surrounding him.

He's not an ordinary person!

Indeed, someone who can keep Tang Mi under tight control—such a person can't be simple.

First of all, his skill is certainly not weak.

Tang Mi has practiced martial arts since childhood; to earn this girl's respect, you must be able to beat her first.

Twenty‑five!

Look at that figure—it's nothing like it at all!

If Ouyang Moli hadn't seen it, no one would dare believe it.

I have to admit, back then Tang Mi really resembled a skewered grilled fish.

"Lin Feng, our agreement is still valid, right?"

Ouyang Moli asked.

Lin Feng nodded.

Ouyang Moli stood up, "I've finished eating; see you again in a few days!"

After speaking, she waved to the three of them and turned to leave.

Zhao Xiaoyang first glanced at Ouyang Moli's hips, then immediately averted his gaze.

Too big…

Lin Feng looked at Tang Mi at that moment and asked, "Still want chips?"

Tang Mi pursed her lips and said, "I don't want them anymore; I know she has ulterior motives."

Lin Feng nodded, "She's still clever, but sometimes her mind lacks a string and can't turn the corner."

"Sigh~"

Tang Mi sighed, stood up and said, "I've finished eating!"

She said that and left.

After Tang Mi left, Zhao Xiaoyang finally said, "Brother, Ouyang Moli always seems so lofty; in her eyes, are we just country bumpkins?"

Lin Feng nodded, "It's an inexplicable sense of superiority; she even looks down on Tang Mi a bit! I don't like a woman like that."

What Lin Feng actually meant was that Ouyang Moli is too liberal; her family's upbringing probably follows the Western model, unlike Tang Mi's traditional education.