877 You Can Catch a Big Fish Only by Placing a Long Line

"2 points."

"2 points."

"2 points…"

They all began to shout in unison, with an imposing manner that could swallow mountains and rivers.

Even Cheng Fei'er was affected by the atmosphere, her heart already in her throat.

Ye Feng had bet 400,000 yuan. If he lost this round, he would have lost all 2 million yuan.

She was nervous for him while secretly observing his expression.

She found that Ye Feng was still very calm. Regardless of his luck, his calm state of mind was worthy of admiration.

She asked herself. If she had lost so much money, she would definitely not have been able to maintain her composure.

Just as the atmosphere in the casino was extremely tense, the last die finally revealed its true appearance.

1 point!

The originally lively atmosphere instantly froze.

Everyone seemed to have been petrified. They were all stunned and motionless.

There were six sides to the die. Other than 1, as long as they rolled any of the other five sides, they would win this time.

However, it was as if the heavens were deliberately playing with them. The probability of one point appearing was the smallest.

The three dice were 5 points, 4 points, and 1 point, adding up to a total of 10 points. Small!

Ye Feng won!

Everyone looked at him in a daze. This kid was right again?

Didn't he always have bad luck before? Why did things suddenly turn around?

Different from everyone's stunned expressions, Ye Feng jumped up and shouted excitedly: "I won again hahaha, I won again…"

Cheng Fei'er also revealed a smile that she hadn't seen for a long time. This guy was really lucky.

He won another 400,000 yuan this time. If this continued, he would be able to get back his capital very soon.

At this moment, a few people at the table began to leave dejectedly, but someone immediately replaced them.

Although Ye Feng won two matches in a row, because he had lost too many times before, everyone still felt that he was lucky, he might not be so lucky next time.

Cao Wenhui hesitated.

The 500,000 chips that he had just exchanged had been lost again. He had already lost 1 million today. Should he continue playing?

Ye Feng saw his hesitation and immediately urged: "Are you still playing? If you don't want to play, hurry up and make room for others to come up."

The others also chimed in.

"Yeah, don't be a dog in the manger. There are still people queuing here."

"Cut Hand Hui, I advise you to stop playing. Otherwise, you'll lose everything again."

"If you don't want to play, hurry up and come down. My hands are already itching…"

Cao Wenhui was about to stop, but after being scolded by them, he immediately became rebellious.

Especially when he was looked down upon by Ye Feng, this 'fat sheep' that was a huge humiliation.

"I'm playing, who said I'm not playing? I'll accompany you to the end today."

He immediately stood up angrily and shouted at the casino's waiter, "Change another 500,000 yuan for me… No, 1 million in chips."

Everyone was immediately shocked. It seemed that this guy was going all out. He actually exchanged so many chips in one go.

An undetectable smile flashed across Ye Feng's face. It seemed like this guy had taken the bait.

However, he was very clear about the technique of fishing. Only by casting a long line could he catch a big fish.

When the fish bit the bait, it was best not to drag it too hard, because the fish might be stimulated and struggle violently, which would make it easy to get off the hook.

The correct way was to drag it out and let it go, slowly dragging it into your own basket.

Therefore, in the following rounds of gambling, he controlled the rhythm. If he won one or two rounds, he would lose a few rounds. Overall, he would lose more than he won.

Just like that, after about half an hour, all the chips on his table had been lost.

Cheng Fei'er was completely speechless. This prodigal really lost all his money.

Ye Feng also had a 'depressed' expression. He patted his butt and stood up. "Forget it, I'm not playing anymore. I'm really unlucky today. You guys go ahead and play."

When everyone saw that this 'fat sheep' wanted to leave, how could they agree? They all stood up to persuade him.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Let's play a few more rounds."

"That's right. Everyone is having fun. How disappointing would it be if you left?"

"What do you think? How big? We'll listen to you, okay?"

"That's right, we'll accompany you to the end…"

Even Cao Wenhui stood up to persuade him. In just a short while, he had won more than 200,000 yuan.

They were just winning, so how could they let this fat sheep leave so easily?

When Ye Feng heard everyone's persuasion, he looked at them with disdain. "It's not that I don't want to play with you, but you guys are playing too small. When I was in Las Vegas back then, I was playing games worth tens of millions. This kind of small game is really too boring."

When everyone heard this, they rolled their eyes.

With his lousy skills, why would he go to Las Vegas? A bet of tens of millions? Wasn't he too good at boasting?

However, regardless of whether the other party was bragging or not, there was no way they could answer this. They could not afford to play such a ten-million-level gamble.

Ye Feng gave everyone a disdainful look. "Since you can't afford to play, then I won't accompany you. All of you are not worthy of me wasting my time."

With that, he prepared to leave with Cheng Fei'er in his arms.

At this moment, Cao Wenhui suddenly stood up. "A ten million bet, right? Let me play with you."