Gao Fei raised his eyebrows, a fierce look on his face: "Okay, since you said so, you and I will have another life-and-death bet in Jinghai in three months. Do you dare?" He was obviously irritated by Zheng Yubai's actions, which was exactly what Zheng Yubai wanted.
"What is there to be afraid of?" Zheng Yubai said loudly with a surge of passion.
The audience exclaimed in amazement. Once the words were spoken, they could not be taken back. This was equivalent to Gao Fei and Zheng Yubai making a life-and-death agreement. No matter who won the title of God of Gamblers, he would probably die in the gambling game three months later.
Xu Jin heard Zheng Yubai's reply and collapsed in her seat with a pale face. She could only hear the excited discussions of the audience. She couldn't help but cover her ears, stood up and ran out of the hall.
"What about this round?" Although Gao Fei and Zheng Yubai had made a life-and-death bet in three months, the current bet still had to go on. Baldwin, the chief referee, asked Gao Fei in embarrassment.
Gao Fei hesitated for a moment, looked at Yao Qian not far away, and saw him shaking his head slightly.
"I fold." Seeing Yao Qian's actions, Gao Fei uttered these shocking words.
Zheng Yubai was startled and was about to ask him to stay, but Gao Fei suddenly raised his head and looked straight at him with his left eye.
There was a rumbling sound in his head, like a mountain collapsing. Zheng Yubai knew that he had been tricked by Gao Fei, but he could not resist. Both temples felt as if they were about to explode. It was as if a typhoon blew up in his head, sweeping the brain matter and washing it to his temples over and over again.
Am I going to die? Zheng Yubai had been close to death many times before, but he had never felt so helpless. He was like being placed on a cliff, with a bottomless abyss in front of him and wolves, tigers and leopards behind him. He was like a whirlwind. Whether he was thrown into the abyss or thrown into a group of tigers and leopards, he would be in danger of death.
"Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng?"
Someone called him in his ear, and Zheng Yubai woke up with a start. The one who called him was Baldwin. The old man had a smile on his face and a tray in his hand with a silver ring on it.
"This is..." Zheng Yubai was still unable to extricate himself from the illusion just now.
"This is the God of Gamblers' Ring that symbolizes his identity as the God of Gamblers." Baldwin looked at Zheng Yubai strangely, thinking, is he too happy and has lost his mind
"Did I win?" Zheng Yubai was soaked in cold sweat all over, and his mind seemed to still be stuck in the illusion just now, unable to extricate himself.
"Gao Fei folds, you win the gambling competition." Baldwin said with a smile, "Listen to the cheers from the audience."
Zheng Yubai looked around in confusion. He could see the audience's mouths moving, but he couldn't tell what they were shouting. He knew that Gao Fei's attack just now had caused a concussion in his brain.
I thought I had figured out a way to restrain Gao Fei, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't withstand his attack. If I had really gambled just now, I'm afraid I would have lost my life now. Zheng Yubai thought of the serious consequences that might lead to this, and couldn't help but feel a chill for his recklessness.
"Gao Fei, are you really invincible?" The bet in three months was still ringing in his ears. If he didn't come up with a way to restrain him, he would probably die in three months. Gao Fei must have been extremely confident, so he lent him the gambling god ring temporarily for three months.
At Baldwin's urging, Zheng Yubai took the God of Gamblers ring. The ring was a little small and could only be worn on the little finger. He put the ring on and mechanically raised his hand to accept the applause from the audience.
Amid the applause, Zheng Yubai seemed to feel a cold gaze cast on his back, stirring up a chill. Without turning back, he knew that it was Gao Fei's hateful gaze.
Three months later, he would definitely kill her. Zheng Yubai knew in his heart that this gamble had just begun.
The gambling competition, which was in full swing, ended inexplicably. On the surface, Zheng Yubai relied on the huge bet of 200 million US dollars to force Gao Fei to fold, leaving a strange mark in the history of gambling. But everyone present knew that Gao Fei had already made up his mind to kill. Three months later, the bet on his life became a hot topic.
"Does anyone want to make a bet?" Hong Shen asked the gambling kings beside him, "I think this new gambling god only has three months to live."
No one responded, even Feng Bazhi, who had always supported Zheng Yubai, lost confidence in him. The real masters saw that Gao Fei had done something to Zheng Yubai when he left, leaving him confused until now.
The difference in strength was too great. This life-and-death bet was an unequal starting line from the beginning. Unless a miracle happened, the title of God of Gamblers would change hands in three months.
The gambling boat started to return and would return to Jinghai in the early morning of the next day. Although there were endless strange things in this gambling competition, it was also a successful conclusion. It was a pity that the glory of the last battle was completely taken away by the life-and-death bet between Gao Fei and Zheng Yubai. More people had a stronger interest in the game three months later.
The God of Gamblers Contest had come to an end, but Zheng Yubai's troubles were not over yet. Not to mention the life-or-death bet three months later, it was difficult to deal with Yao Qian who came to ask him to sell paintings. Moreover, there was Du Bisheng lying in the treatment room, barely escaping death. With his mind still in a state of confusion, Zheng Yubai felt like he was going to explode.
Fortunately, Yao Qian seemed to be stuck in something and had no time to discuss the auction of paintings with Zheng Yubai. Zheng Yubai hurried to the treatment room, where Du Bisheng was lying on the bed, and it seemed that his condition had stabilized.
"How is he?" Zheng Yubai asked the doctor.
"The condition has stabilized, but we don't know when he will wake up. We need to continue observing him," said the doctor.
Zheng Yubai came to Du Bisheng's side, sighed, and took off the God of Gamblers ring on his finger: "Old Du, although I didn't win it by real ability, it is a real God of Gamblers ring after all. I'll lend it to you for fun first."
As he spoke, he put the gambling god ring on Du Bisheng's hand. Du Bisheng, who was in a coma, suddenly shook a little, as if he could sense Zheng Yubai's actions.
After leaving the treatment room, Zheng Yubai saw Xu Jin at the end of the corridor. She was standing in front of the porthole, looking out at the sea. When she heard Zheng Yubai coming out, she turned her head and the sea breeze blowing in from the porthole blew up her hair, which fluttered lightly.
"I'm sorry for making you and Gao Fei make a life-threatening bet." Xu Jin said softly when he saw Zheng Yubai approaching.
Zheng Yubai scratched his head: "This is also unpredictable."
"I didn't think it through. I didn't expect him to do this," said Xu Jin.
"You should be happy. At least in three months, I will have a chance to help you get revenge," Zheng Yubai said.
"You've done enough." Xu Jin's eyes were more gentle than ever before, "I don't want you to risk your life to fight Gao Fei."
"Have you let go of the hatred between you and him?" Zheng Yubai asked. (To be continued)