Chapter 184: A Madman's Live Stream

At 1:30 p. m., Lin Feng changed into black clothes, put on a mask, and entered the hall holding the QR code of the storage box.

After taking more than 2.4 million in chips, he found a table where everyone else had few chips and sat down.

An hour later, Lin Feng's chips in front of him had grown to over 30 million.

With those chips, Lin Feng found a table with many chips and sat down.

Soon, Lin Feng realized that this table was a "team table".

It meant the other nine players were a group.

After a few rounds, using his keen eyesight, Lin Feng noticed two of them swapping cards while betting.

One of them slightly stood up and pushed his chips toward the center of the table.

This blocked the dealer's and the assistant's view.

The other hand's finger twitched, and a card on it flew out.

Meanwhile, a person beside him raised a hand, just covering the surveillance camera's shot, and the other hand also flicked a card out.

The two cards crossed, landing exactly over the original cards, and the whole process took less than a second.

These two had practiced this move for an unknown length of time; it was more precise than Lin Feng tossing a cigarette butt.

Unfortunately, this cheating method was still far from Lin Feng's level.

Lin Feng was playing with open cards.

The dealer had already dealt the community cards.

After swapping cards, one opponent folded and threw his cards in front of the dealer.

The dealer collected the cards.

The opponent raised an additional 2 million.

Lin Feng chose to call, pushing forward 4 million in chips.

The opponent hesitated… of course he was bluffing.

Because after swapping cards, the guy formed a straight flush in spades: 5‑6‑7‑8‑9.

The 5 and 6 of spades were in his hand.

As for Lin Feng, he also had two spades, the 10 and J, making a straight flush 7‑8‑9‑10‑J.

The community cards were the spade 7‑8‑9, plus a pair of red Aces.

After Lin Feng called, the others performed almost the same gestures.

Either they tapped the table with a finger, or they crossed their two hands briefly.

Even the dealer could see this was a cheating technique.

However, this gestural cheating belongs to a tacit, indescribable method; it cannot be stopped, and the cheaters won't admit it when called out.

Since no one got an Ace, Lin Feng, after a few rounds of calling, could very well be holding a pair of Aces.

The odds are high that he has four Aces!

If it weren't a pair of Aces but the 10 and J, and the dealer's final community card turned out to be the 9 of spades, the straight flush wouldn't be complete, so Lin Feng would have no reason to continue.

Cheating isn't done every hand; the more you do, the more mistakes, and a slight slip will expose you.

This time, seeing Lin Feng keep calling and his bets exceeding ten million dollars, they decided to take a risk and turn a flush into a straight flush.

That made it foolproof.

The opponent directly raised ten million!

Now it was Lin Feng's turn to perform.

After hesitating for several minutes, Lin Feng finally called with ten million.

The opponent now was convinced Lin Feng held four Aces.

After calling, Lin Feng immediately raised another twenty million without hesitation.

The chips before Lin Feng amounted to just over twenty million.

The only option left was to go all‑in.

The opponent thought he had read Lin Feng's mind.

Having already invested more than half, abandoning now would clearly lose more, so better to fight for one hand.

Ninety‑nine percent of people wouldn't stay calm at this moment.

All‑in!

Lin Feng waved his hand.

The assistant counted Lin Feng's remaining over twenty million in chips, then added three hundred twenty‑one thousand from the opponent's chips to make up the difference.

Then they revealed the cards!

The dealer made a gesturing motion of invitation.

The opponent turned over his cards: indeed the 5 and 6 of spades.

Lin Feng also revealed his cards: the 10 and J of spades.

Both were straight flushes, but Lin Feng's was higher.

The other nine at the table were stunned.

It wasn't four Aces!

How could that be possible?

Holding the 10 and J of spades, he kept calling until the final round, betting on a single spade, hoping for a flush!

With the other players' over ten million chips added, the pot topped a hundred million!

After collecting the chips, Lin Feng left carrying them.

Playing at the same table again would be meaningless.

At the chip‑exchange window, Lin Feng exchanged all his chips for large denominations of 100k or more.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

The number of people in the hall was only one‑third of that in the morning.

Lin Feng found a table where seven people were gathered around playing.

After sitting down, the dealer prompted, "The minimum bet at this table is 100k."

Lin Feng nodded.

Under the mask, Lin Feng's mouth twitched upward.

He smelled a familiar fragrance and a faint armpit odor.

The scent was so familiar; Ouyang Moli carries exactly that smell.

This is why Lin Feng dislikes European‑American women.

The body odor is too strong.

Ouyang Moli is half European‑American, inheriting this trait.

Of course, it's also because Lin Feng's nose is extremely keen.

Ordinary people wouldn't detect that smell on Ouyang Moli.

Ouyang Moli sat right beside Lin Feng.

When Lin Feng sat down, she glanced at him.

Naturally, she didn't recognize Lin Feng.

Ouyang Moli has been playing at gambling tables since childhood; her gambling skills are formidable.

The table before them was piled with chips, most of which had been exchanged for large denominations.

Lin Feng glanced over and realized it was 232,260,000.

The other seven each had chips not less than 100,000,000.

Clearing the whole table would yield at least one billion US dollars!

Lin Feng became excited.

The dealer opened a fresh deck and began shuffling.

At the same time, more than a hundred nautical miles away from this cruise ship, a smaller cruise ship was sailing.

The ship carried nearly a thousand people.

A short‑haired man in his twenties was filming the ship's scene with live‑stream equipment.

Several online streaming platforms were broadcasting his live video.

At first glance, he seemed to be live‑streaming to show off.

"Hello everyone! I'm Long Chui Chui. My cruise ship is currently sailing on international waters, with a total of 621 guests and over a hundred crew members.

This live stream is also my final one; do you know why? Because after a year of planning, my goal has finally been achieved.

Do you all remember the girl Guo Yurou who was cyber‑bullied and committed suicide back in January 2011?

That's right! I am her boyfriend. My real name is Long Xiaoyu; Guo Yurou is the love of my life. Today, I will make those scumbags who once cyber‑bullied her pay the price!

See? All 621 people on this ship are the ones who once hurled vicious comments at Guo Yurou on Weibo.

Do you know how I gathered them together?

It's simple!

I lured them with benefits, gave them coupons, raffles, etc… Heh! A luxurious seven‑day tour; I will send these people, just like me, straight to hell!

I haven't wronged a single person; I have already uploaded their data to a cloud drive—address ******, extraction code ***—if you don't believe it, download and check for yourselves!

Of course, there are even more people who cyber‑bullied my girlfriend who didn't board; congratulations, you have escaped death, but remember, the heavens are watching you! Wrongdoers must pay the price!

Heh heh! These people still don't know yet and are having a good time. Follow me and let's see what kind of people they are, shall we?

"Crazy! Crazy, right?"

"Long Chui Chui must be out of his mind, right?"

"Is this for real!?"

"Who is Guo Yurou, and what is cyber‑bullying? Anyone who knows, please explain!"

The live‑stream screen was flooded with comments that covered the video.

After someone turned off the comments, they saw the ship's men and women having a wild time.

Some were swimming in the pool, others were leisurely sipping drinks under umbrellas.

Some even formed a circle to dance…

Among them were greasy middle‑aged uncles, handsome men in their twenties, and young, beautiful women.

None of them know that soon they will end up like the passengers of the Titanic, buried beneath the sea.