Chapter 1542: Preconceived/ Dead End
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Chapter 1859: Preconceived
“Hehe, we have no other intentions. We just want to find a quiet and comfortable place.” Klass laughed, “However, your worry is not unreasonable.”
“That being the case, I think we should do it here. It’s fine here,” Yang Ming said plainly.
“Of course, this place is not suitable for gambling. Why don’t we go to a private room on the first floor’s lobby?” Klass was afraid that Yang Ming would misunderstand, so he added, “There are guests outside, so you don’t need to worry, right?”
Even though Klass said this, he sneered in his heart. Do you think we won’t dare to do anything to you if we are in a crowded place on the first floor? The private rooms in this casino are all super soundproof. Whatever happens on the inside can’t be heard from the outside.
Yang Ming hesitated, then nodded, “Well, then let’s do it in the private room on the first floor.”
Yang Ming naturally couldn’t agree too quickly. Agreeing too quickly would make Smith and Klass suspicious. Golden Bull and the rest were laying low in the casino disguised as ordinary tourists. It was impossible for them to approach the VIP room upstairs, so a private room near the lobby on the first floor was the best choice.
The reason why Yang Ming said to play in the security manager’s room was to mislead them. He knew that Klass would definitely not agree to gamble here. There was no dedicated table and the environment wasn’t suitable for gambling.
They had previously confirmed that Yang Ming had returned directly to the hotel yesterday and had not been out or contacted anyone since then. Hence, they had concluded that Yang Ming was unlikely to have any tricks.
Besides, they harbored malicious intentions towards Yang Ming, so they had a preconceived guilty conscience. Yang Ming had guessed their thoughts, so they agreed with Yang Ming without thinking. They were also afraid to insist on anything, in fear that Yang Ming would become suspicious.
However, Yang Ming was certain that Klass was guilty. If he argued or insisted instead, Yang Ming would not think much.
Klass didn’t know that he had shot himself in the foot and made Yang Ming vigilant. It was good that he had wishful thinking, but unfortunately, Yang Ming was already fully prepared.
Smith listened to Klass’s decision then picked up the phone, dialed a number, and gave some instructions. The general purpose was to change the game’s venue to Private Room 3 in the lobby on the first floor, and to take Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang to Room 3.
After making the call, Smith smiled at Yang Ming, “So, is this okay? In fact, although you have a reason to worry, our casino has a good reputation!”
Yang Ming smiled plainly, but his expression was cold.
Yang Ming sneered in his heart. Have a good reputation? If you have a good reputation, you wouldn’t help Klass to detain them. Is this still a good reputation? Who would believe this nonsense?
“Let’s go. Sir, how should I address you?” Klass looked at Yang Ming in a friendly manner.
“Yang Ming.” Yang Ming mocked in his heart. He seemed to have mentioned my name to Smith after I left yesterday, but he still pretended to not know and asked again.
“Mr. Yang, do you think we can go there now?” asked Krass.
“Let’s go.” Yang Ming stood up unwillingly. Smith rushed to the front to lead the way while Yang Ming and Klass followed him. Behind Yang Ming were Klass’ bodyguards and Smith’s attendants.
They followed Smith through the narrow corridor to the lobby on the casino’s first floor. Although it was early in the morning, the casino was still lively! The casino was open twenty-four hours a day, so many gamblers came here at night. Some people had gambled until their eyes were bloodshot, while others wanted to win some more after winning.
However, in general, many people lose more than they win in casinos. Otherwise, how could casinos make money? Only a few people could win money, and few of these people would seize the chance to directly exchange the chips for money and leave the casino. But most of them would stay on. The more you win, the more you want to keep winning. In the end, all of them would lose all their money.
This was the mindset of many gamblers. The sense of getting rich quickly brought about by the wins and losses of gambling was irresistible. In the first floor’s lobby, in addition to some tourists, there were also some desperate gamblers.
And those who were really rich had gone to the VIP room upstairs. These people were not gamblers and did not expect to get rich overnight. They were just pursuing the feeling of adventure and excitement. They cared little about losing money.
“Big- big- big-”
“Small- small- small-”
“Ah– I won-”
“Ah– I’m screwed-”
The casino was full of noisy sounds, and there were languages from many different countries. It was just like a big market.
However, Smith and Klass, as well as their subordinates, were clearly accustomed to it. They were people who had been in the casino for a long time, so they automatically filtered out the sound.
Yang Ming just frowned, showing a little look of disgust. In fact, Yang Ming did it on purpose. This expression was just to indicate covertly to Golden Bull that he had seen him.
Seeing Yang Ming show a disgusted expression, Klass smiled and said nothing. It seems that Yang Ming does not often visit casinos. Even if Yang Ming is an expert, an expert that practiced at home is nothing but someone who disregards the outside world. Theory alone is not feasible without practice.
Previously, Klass had discovered from the Nancheng Family that Yang Ming was a very good gambler. But Klass didn’t take it seriously. If Yang Ming was very powerful, the boss behind him would not have allowed him to personally come and play!
As a matter of fact, he had been following his boss for six years. He was his boss’s proudest disciple. His hand speed was comparable to that of his boss, so he felt that gambling with Yang Ming was very easy.
“Here it is!” Smith pointed to a VIP room not far away labeled “1F-VIP3”, indicating that it was the third VIP private room on the first floor.
In fact, the private rooms on the first floor’s lobby were not VIP rooms at all. They were far worse compared to those rooms upstairs and were decorated very ordinarily.
Yang Ming nodded, waited for Smith to open the door, and walked into the private room with Klass. Yang Ming seemed calm and indifferent. In fact, he had used his special ability to scope the third private room and found that Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang were safe inside. There was no extraordinary structure in the private room as well, so it was impossible for people to be hidden there. Therefore, Yang Ming entered the private room so easily.
“Bro!” Zhang Bing sat sadly beside Zhang Jiefang. For the past two days, he was scared to death. He finally understood that gambling a little was entertaining, but excessive gambling was harmful. He had almost died. He was really regretful. If he knew earlier, he wouldn’t go and gamble. But there was no solution for regret, and it was useless for him to regret anything.
Zhang Jiefang had similar thoughts. He thought that it would be unreasonable if he didn’t gamble at a casino while in Las Vegas. If someone asked why he didn’t go to a casino while in Las Vegas, it would be a bit too shameful, right?
Originally, Zhang Jiefang also thought of just simply playing, so he took Zhang Bing with him. However, it was clear that Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang were being followed.
At the beginning, Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang had won some money. This caused their self-confidence to inflate. The more they won, the more they wanted to continue to win. The more they continued to win, the more they couldn’t stop.
After a series of small wins, they finally lost. However, their previous series of wins made Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang lose their sanity, and the big loss did not wake them up. Instead, they continued to bet through the night, wanting to win back their capital and win some more.
People who had not gambled before were especially likely to become senseless. When they lost a lot, someone suddenly came to find them. This person was Klass. He told Zhang Jiefang and Zhang Bing that there was a lack of show-hands in the VIP room, and asked them if they wanted to play to change their luck.
Chapter 1860: Dead End
All gamblers all believed in changing their luck. So when someone suddenly told Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang that they could transfer after they lost very badly, they naturally agreed without hesitation!
Moreover, the two had watched Show Hand gameplay [1] in Hong Kong movies and wanted to try it out. So Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang took a seat and gambled against others.
At the start, they were lucky. They initially only had a few thousand chips left, but in a short time, their chips amounted to a hundred-thousand! Zhang Jiefang and Zhang Bing were both very excited and emotional. They could get rich quickly off this game!
In addition, all other games outside were controlled by a dealer, or controlled by the gambling machine’s system. It was easy to cheat if you wanted to. Hence, Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang felt that those games outside were fake. However, these people were players of show-hand, a game that was really dependent on luck and skill!
At the beginning, nearly everyone won or lost. Afterwards, it was Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang who continually lost. In the end, they lost all the money they had brought. They had redeemed their money for chips too many times, and had one let. Under the encouragement of others and who knew what psychedelic soup they drank, they actually wanted to bet on their lives. But in this round, Klass won.
Of course, a spell was indeed cast on them. The free beverages provided in the casino were drugged, confusing their minds and removing it from their control. They just didn’t know it.
Originally, Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang thought they were finished, but Klass suddenly told them that they could call family and friends for help, and asked them to find someone to have a talk. There was still room for discussion.
So Zhang Bing quickly called Wang Mei, explained the situation to her, and asked her to contact Yang Ming for help. In Zhang Bing’s opinion, Klass didn’t need to kill him. Asking him to call someone was naturally to pay for the debt.
So Zhang Bing didn’t think much of it and subconsciously thought that Klass wanted money.
So when Zhang Bing saw Yang Ming coming at this time, he was a little excited. He thought Yang Ming had come to rescue him. However, when he saw Yang Ming and Klass walking into the private room and not mentioning anything about releasing the hostages, Zhang Bing was immediately a little puzzled.
“Mr. Yang, you have seen it, right? Your friends are fine. So can you gamble with me now with peace of mind?” Klass smiled plainly as he pointed to Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang.
“Yes,” Yang Ming nodded, looking at Zhang Bing and Zhang Jiefang. Zhang Bing was a little excited, but Zhang Jiefang was ashamed. Despite being an elder, he needed to rely on a junior to rescue him. This made him feel like he had lost face.
“Bro, you want to gamble with him? Don’t be fooled! He is a scammer!” Zhang Bing was nervous when he heard that Yang Ming was about to bet against Klass! After two days of careful reflection, he also understood that Klass must be a gambling expert, and he had deliberately set a trap for Zhang Bing and his father.
He had bodyguards accompanying him everywhere and the casino’s security department manager was very respectful toward him. Obviously, he was an important figure, so how could he go to the first floor’s lobby to gamble? Moreover, even if he gambled, he would not gamble with tourists like Zhang Bing and his father, right?
He should find someone with similar social status and at least go to the VIP room upstairs. These various suspicious points showed that Klass did not have good intentions.
At this time, when Zhang Bing heard that Yang Ming was betting against Klass, he naturally reminded Yang Ming.
“Mr. Yang, it looks like your friend has a lot of opinions about me?” Klass smiled indifferently. He didn’t believe that Yang Ming had not noticed any problems. Since Yang Ming was here despite that and still agreed to gamble with him, then everything else was secondary.
“Zhang Bing, keep calm,” Yang Ming comforted Zhang Bing plainly.
“Oh…” Zhang Bing was very obedient to Yang Ming. He obeyed what Yang Ming said, so he shut his mouth when Yang Ming asked him to keep calm. Although he wanted to remind Yang Ming, he saw that Yang Ming also seemed to know that there were some problems here. Hence, Zhang Bing did not say anything anymore.
“Klass, although it’s not nine o’clock yet, I want to finish this game quickly. Why don’t we start now?” Yang Ming glanced at Klass and asked.
“Okay, no problem. Since Mr. Yang said so, let’s start.” Klass naturally didn’t care. Whether it was sooner or later, he thought that Yang Ming was already doomed.
“What shall we play?” Yang Ming asked plainly as he sat casually at one side of the gaming table.
Yang Ming’s seemingly casual behavior was actually precisely calculated. He had sat down in the safest corner. If someone tried shooting him from the door, this was a blind spot. And if they tried shooting him through the window, Yang Ming’s position couldn’t be seen.
Yang Ming had observed before that even armor-piercing bullets couldn’t penetrate the walls of this casino. Of course, if a rocket launcher was used, it was another matter. However, it was unlikely for these people to cause such a big commotion. This was Las Vegas, a world-class economically prosperous city. The local police would not let them go if they used rocket launchers.
Seeing that Yang Ming was sitting at the dead corner of the room, Klass could not help but frown. He had planned to let a sniper shoot Yang Ming if his scheme was unsuccessful in the end. However, the position Yang Ming sat at was exactly the safest corner in the room!
“Mr. Yang, your position is not very good. We’re the only ones playing so we don’t have to sit so far apart. If I sat here, wouldn’t we be too far away from each other?” Klass said casually as he pulled up the chair closest to him.
“I am a person who follows his intuition. I believe this position can bring me good luck. I don’t want to change. I’m sorry.” Yang Ming shrugged, “If you feel that we’re too far, sit closer if you want. I have no problem. It’s not far for me.”
“…” Krass was a little speechless. But since Yang Ming had already said so, it was naturally inappropriate for him to ask Yang Ming to change seats. Otherwise, if Yang Ming said that he lost because of where he was seated, then it would be troublesome.
So Klass bore with his dissatisfaction and sat opposite Yang Ming. This was a long table. If they followed Klass’ seating arrangement, they would have sat diagonally and too far away from each other.
“Mr. Yang, you are the guest. Why don’t you suggest what we shall play?” suggested Klass.
“One round each. You can suggest a game first. I like to do as the host sees fit,” Yang Ming said carelessly.
“Alright, let’s play the simplest game. How about Blackjack?” asked Klass.
“Sure.” Yang Ming nodded.
Blackjack originated in France but it was now worldwide. The game was played by two to six people, using fifty-two cards other than the joker. The player’s goal was to have the sum of the cards in their hands be as close to, but not exceed, twenty-one as possible.
Blackjack had a long history and was also referred to as Twenty-One in the country for short.
Blackjack card games were available in French casinos around 1700. In 1931, when Nevada in the United States legalized gambling, Blackjack had its first appearance in a Nevada casino club Within fifteen years, it replaced the dice game and became a very popular casino game that involved a banker.
Klass proposed this game because it was very popular. If he proposed a less popular game, Yang Ming might say that he didn’t know how to play or wasn’t good at it and it would be troublesome.
“Does Mr. Yang want to simply designate a dealer, or do you want it to be arranged by the casino?” asked Klass.
“It’s up to you.” Yang Ming didn’t think the dealer could perform any tricks.
“Smith, go outside and just ask a dealer to come in.” Klass didn’t want to tamper the game through the dealer either because it was not realistic.
Soon, a dealer entered. Klass told him that they wanted to play Blackjack. The dealer nodded respectfully and took a brand new deck of cards. He opened it and tiled it on the table for Yang Ming and Klass to check.