Qin Long’s brow furrowed involuntarily.

He could feel it.

His disdain for Mad Kun had reached its extreme.

Holding a draft beer glass, I politely said to Qin Long:

“No worries, a glass cup is just fine. Let’s start…”

“Alright, then I’ll take a little advantage of you! I’ll count down from 3, 2, 1, and we’ll start at the same time!”

I stood on the left side of the dining table.

Qin Long stood on the right side of the square table.

Our eyes met as he began the countdown.

“3, 2, 1!”

As soon as he finished speaking,

he swiftly dropped the dice cup, and a die immediately entered his cup.

Qin Long’s dice collecting technique was elegant, and his hand speed was fast.

One could tell at a glance that he was a dice expert.

But compared to me, he seemed to fall short.

Because the way we collected dice was completely different.

He collected them one by one.

Whereas Master Liu had taught me a technique called “Whale Swallowing the Horizon” specifically for collecting dice.

The name sounded quite domineering.

In reality, it utilized the length of the arm.

Starting from the first die, you pull up from the bottom in a straight horizontal line.

This way, you can collect several dice at the fastest speed.

This move didn’t look very stylish.

But its effectiveness was very practical.

I picked up the dice cup and started from the first die.

I pulled out a straight line with force.

With just that move, I had collected four dice.

If the dining table wasn’t a rotating round table, I could have collected even more at once.

But with a round table, I couldn’t do it.

At this moment, Qin Long had just collected two dice.

Seeing that I had collected four in one go,

he obviously started to panic.

His hand speed visibly increased.

While I had already begun to collect the next four dice.

The technique was the same, the speed was the same.

The cup dropped, and the dice rose. With this move, I collected another four dice.

There were now eight dice in the cup.

I began to shake the cup rapidly.

Using inertia to make the dice spin at the fastest speed inside the cup.

Only by doing this could I ensure that

during the continued dice collecting process,

the dice inside wouldn’t fall out.

Qin Long had collected his fifth die.

The two of us were getting closer and closer.

Just as I was about to put down the cup and continue collecting dice,

suddenly,

the round table spun violently.

All the dice rolled over to Qin Long’s side.

My attention was all on the table.

I didn’t see who had spun it.

“You’re cheating!”

I heard Zou Xiaoxian shout loudly.

Mad Kun chuckled slyly.

“It wasn’t me, someone accidentally bumped into it. Can’t help it, it’s a random event, not intentional…”

Even a fool knew it was his doing.

But I didn’t have time to worry about that.

With the table’s spin,

the cup I was about to use to collect dice came up empty.

In that moment of interruption, a die from the cup, “clang,” fell to the ground.

Eight dice became seven.

Ah?

Su Mei and the others let out a gasp in unison.

Losing a die meant the probability of winning decreased by one.

I didn’t dare to pause.

I immediately accelerated the shaking of the cup.

At the same time, I took a step forward,

aiming to collect the last four dice on the table.

As long as these four were taken by me,

I would be sure to win this round.

Seeing me going for these four,

Qin Long also immediately changed direction,

rushing towards these four dice.

“Bang”

The draft beer glass and the dice cup collided, making a crisp sound.

Looking at the table again, those four dice were gone.

There were still seven in my cup.

Qin Long’s dice cup was black,

making it impossible to see how many he had.

Both of us were shaking our dice cups faster and faster.

In a flash, “snap, snap,” two sounds followed one after another.

Both dice cups were slammed onto the table.

The draft beer glass was transparent.

Everyone could see the points in my cup.

Seven dice, all sixes.

42 points.

Not a small number.

But everyone knew.

Aside from the die I dropped, there should be 12 in Qin Long’s cup.

If all of these 12 were more than three points each,

then I would definitely lose this round.

The most anxious was Mad Kun.

He immediately stepped forward, standing next to Qin Long, and directly asked:

“How many points do you have?”

Qin Long didn’t look at Mad Kun but turned to me instead.

He took a deep breath and raised a thumb, sincerely saying:

“Brother, I admire you, I lost!”

Before I could speak, Mad Kun cursed loudly on the side.

“Bullshit! You’re fucking bullshitting!”

With that, Mad Kun pointed at the dice cup.

“He only has seven dice in his cup. You have 12 here, how could you possibly lose? Hurry up, open the cup!”

Qin Long turned his head and glared at Mad Kun.

“Even if I open the cup, I still lose!”

“I don’t care, stop the fucking nonsense, open it for me!”

Saying so, Mad Kun immediately reached out.

He grabbed the dice cup directly.

As the cup was opened,

everyone present couldn’t help but exclaim.

What they marveled at was not Qin Long’s points,

but that there were only eight dice in Qin Long’s cup.

Four sixes, two fives, two threes.

Eight dice, a total of forty points.

Qin Long lost!

As I mentioned before,

nowadays, most swindlers practice with three dice.

Because more than that is not needed in gambling rounds.

A slightly more skilled swindler, like Gao Zhiqiang,

can control the points of six dice very well.

But more than six becomes quite difficult.

After all, with each additional die,

the difficulty multiplies several times.

Clearly, Qin Long could control up to six dice.

Seeing that Qin Long only had eight dice,

Mad Kun seemed to go mad.

He picked up the dice cup and started smashing it against the table.

“Where are those four dice? Tell me, where did those four go? Speak!!!”

Qin Long’s face was cold, and he remained silent.

Driven to desperation by Mad Kun, he could only look at me helplessly and say:

“Brother, I really want to know where those four dice went too.”

Qin Long only knew that those four dice should be with me.

But he didn’t know exactly where.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room couldn’t help but look at me.

And I, slowly extended my palm.

Between my fingers, there were four dice.

When Qin Long and I were competing for the last four dice,

he used a kamikaze tactic, a mutual destruction approach.

He wanted to collide his dice cup with my glass.

Such an outcome meant that even if my glass didn’t break,

the dice would still fall out.

So, I chose to avoid the sharp edge.

While dodging his dice cup, I used a technique called “Scooping the Moon from the Bottom of the Sea.”

I scooped away those four dice with my fingers.

Judging by Qin Long’s dice shaking technique and the sound of the dice I heard,

I knew that Qin Long couldn’t control eight dice.

As long as I rolled seven sixes,

I would surely win this round.

Looking at the four dice in my hand, Mad Kun pointed at me and screamed madly:

“You cheated, that’s against the rules. It doesn’t count, this round doesn’t count!!!”