It was indeed a very huge accident. Witt suddenly stood up, his tall figure stood out among the many Asians. He saw him gestured toward the camera in front of him with a very arrogant gesture, which was a thumbs up and then slowly facing downward.

He sneered contemptuously and said in a stiff Chinese: "Yang Chengjun, I know you are watching me, come out! I have been waiting for you for three days just to learn about China's number one gambling technique. If you don't dare to come out and bet with me, then that's it. No wonder the Chinese gambling world will be so depressed!"

As he said that, Vette slowly turned around in place for a while and was taken into the camera by monitors from all angles. The upside-down thumb appeared in the picture without any modification as the body rotated, which seemed extremely dazzling.

All the gamblers in the audience were in an uproar, some ridiculed Witt for not knowing their lives, and some lost money and were resentful to Lisboa. In short, for a moment, all kinds of voices appeared in the gambling hall, and even the guests from other gambling halls were attracted.

Yi Fei and Luo Yuanpei's eyes moved to Yang Chengjun, and the technical assistants and other staff in the monitoring room all turned their eyes to Yang Chengjun's face. Go, or not? If you go, it means that you will follow the enemy's will and you will be defeated first. If you don't go, this humiliation alone is enough to hit the Lisboa's momentum, and it also humiliated the entire Chinese gambling world!

Yang Chengjun's face suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a calm smile. He waved to his technical assistant, took the microphone, and a thick and congested voice rang in all the casinos on the first floor: "Mr. Witt, please wait for a moment. I will let you leave unforgettable memories and change any malicious guesses!"

Yi Fei noticed that Yang Chengjun stopped the technical assistant from adjusting the sound effects. He roughly understood what the function was. The adjustment was mainly aimed at various gambling halls. Originally, the technical assistant wanted to adjust the sound transmission to the gambling hall of Witt, but it was stopped!

What does that mean? Yi Fei didn't ask, because Yang Chengjun's expression was solemn now, and he was not suitable to ask such questions. He went down to the first floor with Luo Yuanpei and Yang Chengjun. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw many gamblers waiting in front of the elevator, all of which were to see the style of the filmmaker.

When he saw Yang Chengjun coming, all the gamblers next to him were excited. The mood when they saw the legendary figure was definitely not as fun as they imagined. A gambler who knew the incident shouted: "Mr. Yang, you must beat that foreigner!"

Soon, all kinds of slogans spread in the casino, almost all of which supported Yang Chengjun. Yang Chengjun nodded slightly in the direction where the voice came: "Thank you everyone!"

Yi Fei was slightly surprised. In the noisy environment just now, Yang Chengjun was able to find the person who spoke clearly among several people. This ear power was definitely extraordinary. However, if you think about listening to dice, you would feel relieved. Originally, even the techniques that emphasize ear power and discrimination like listening to dice can be practiced, and in this current environment.

When I arrived at the No. 3 gambling hall, I was squeezed into canned sardines. I could only hear a shout: "Mr. Yang is here!" People consciously gave up a way for him, and even Yi Fei and Luo Yuanpei benefited a little.

What does it mean to be respected? Yi Fei now understands it, clenching his fists tightly, and yearning for the future! Luo Yuanpei couldn't help but laugh and said, "Xiao Yi, to do this Yang Chengjun, it's not enough to be good at gambling, but also to be good enough to be friends and loyal. You are a young man, so you have to learn from him!"

"Thank you, Mr. Luo, for your advice!" Yi Fei smiled slightly at Luo Yuanpei, but what he was thinking was something else in his mind. It was indeed worthwhile for Yang Chengjun to do this as a human being, but this was not what Yi Fei wanted, although he was really envious and wanted to do it.

However, he knew better that he had more important things to do. Sometimes he could not be a hero. A difficult choice was inevitable, and gains would inevitably lead to losses. Since Yi Fei chose to create a career to deal with Li Rong, he would inevitably be conspiracy and tricks, and even more despicable means would be inseparable. He knew that because he had tried other people's methods, he knew what he should do.

Do what you want to do, let others experience the glory of a hero! Yi Fei couldn't help but look at Yang Chengjun who was greeting the gambler with kindness. He must admit that Yang Chengjun does have enough conditions to become this hero.

Amid the cheers along the way, they came to the gambling table. The gambling hall almost stopped business. With the gambling table as the center, there were people of all kinds around, including yellow skin, white skin, and dark skin.

Everyone is looking forward to this challenge. This bet may become the social news in newspapers around the world tomorrow, but it is absolutely impossible to describe everything on the scene. It is even possible to simply describe a few words that a certain person wins and loses. After all, most people still have a resistant attitude towards gambling.

Witt was obviously waiting for Yang Chengjun's arrival. Yang Chengjun came to the gambling table, staring at Witt with his eyes in a moment before slowly saying: "My name is nothing. However, if you step on the Chinese gambling world like this, you are deliberately making trouble. I will prove it to you now."

"No need to talk nonsense, just deal the card!" This time, Witt did not say it in Chinese anymore, but said extremely impatiently in English: "Yes or no, just prove it!"

Yi Fei suddenly understood why Yang Chengjun wanted to let this challenge make everyone in Lisboa know. Pressure is indeed pressure. Just now, he was very passive by Witt's move, and then Yang Chengjun was very clever to use the onlookers to create pressure on Witt and equalize the passiveness.

Great, indeed, it is indeed the best master! Thinking of this, Yi Fei suddenly remembered Gao Jin and had a very strange idea. If Gao Jin and Yang Chengjun bet, who will lose and who will win? Yi Fei doesn’t know. On the surface, Yang Chengjun has an absolute advantage, but for some reason, Yi Fei thinks that Gao Jin can win, perhaps because of the nickname of the god of gambling!

The bettors who had just placed the bet were very regretful at this time. If they weren't eager to place bet immediately, they wouldn't have lost now. After all, they still believed that Yang Chengjun could win. At this moment, Yang Chengjun smiled faintly at the bettors just now: "Everyone can take back the chips. This game is a bet between Mr. Witt and me!"

The gamblers didn't know the opportunity and immediately took back the chips with great joy. Yang Chengjun then stared at the Witt who had always sneered: "Mr. Witt, then we'll start. There's no need to reshuffle, just follow the current game."

A hint of joy flashed quickly on Witt's face. According to his judgment, the cards below were indeed the end of the game as he expected. If Yang Chengjun was playing according to the current cards, it would obviously be him who won. However, when he thought of Yang Chengjun's card stealing skills, he felt uneasy.

Yang Chengjun's eyes showed a look that made Yi Fei's heart palpitations, and it was also a signal that was ready to go. At this moment, Yang Chengjun's hand seemed to disappear, and he saw a shadow flashing in the air, and he saw a playing card being sent to Vite.

This extremely beautiful hand made all the audience scream. This is the origin of the shadow hand. Waving his hand very quickly may bring about scenes of hand shadows, but Yang Chengjun's hand speed is extremely fast and his special technique is that he only leaves only one afterthought in the air.

What a quick hand! Yi Fei's heart was pounding and he finally saw the No. 1 Kuaishou, which was so fast that he could not imagine. Thinking of this, he was even more alert and shocked. If Yang Chengjun was so fast, how could the No. 1 Kuaishou, who ranked No. 1 in the world, be so fast?

All this was just a matter of lightning, and the shadow of the hand was lost in the air. After a closer look, the white jade-like hands were in place, as if they had not done anything, and even more as if they had not moved.

However, the two cards in front of Yang Chengjun and the two cards in front of Werte all told the audience very clearly that everything just now was definitely not an illusion, but the real speed that humans can achieve.

There was a look of shock in Vette's face. He didn't expect Yang Chengjun to be so fast. Soon he put down his concerns and continued to sneer and easily opened two poker cards. The first one was seven o'clock, and the second one was flower cards, seven o'clock!

Yi Fei's eyes kept turning between Yang Chengjun and Witt. As Qian Huaisheng said, this was an excellent learning opportunity. He did not see Yang Chengjun's technique clearly just now, but that doesn't mean he didn't see anything. He found that his eyes could completely keep up with Yang Chengjun's hand.

It is hard to describe the feeling at that time, but Yi Fei was able to clearly capture the hand behind the shadow. To be precise, the moment Yang Chengjun suddenly activated, he did only see the shadow. But soon, the shadow gradually dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and then what appeared in his eyes was Yang Chengjun's unremarkable hand.

"You lost!" Yang Chengjun looked at Vite, inviolable, extremely powerful, and his calm voice rang in the gambling hall. Although he was not as tall as Vite, at this moment, Yi Fei and even the gamblers in the audience felt that Yang Chengjun had a feeling of being suppressed by mountains.

"I lost!" Witt's expression was solemn. He could not help but admit that Yang Chengjun, the best Chinese, was not just a joke. From the gambler's standpoint, he admired Yang Chengjun, but if he stood in the camp, then...

The whole gambler at the audience was not even sure what had happened, and the calm just now was finally broken by questions: "What happened? Why did you win suddenly?"

Yi Fei is not as confused as gamblers. After Qian Huaisheng's enlightenment, his card stealing skills have become more and more powerful. When encountering such a thing, he can naturally infer that it must be Yang Chengjun who changed the cards just now. And Witt was unable to get the cards he wanted, so he naturally knew that he had lost.

"Now I lose, so, if I take back what I said just now, you are indeed worthy of the title of Chinese No. 1 Quickie!" Witt's expression was no longer as arrogant as before, but looked at Yang Chengjun politely and smiled: "But I think Mr. Yang should give me a chance to make a decision, right?"

"I'll wait any time as long as you want!" Yang Chengjun showed a solemn expression to Wright. He had no good feelings for Wright.

"Okay, it's so refreshing. We'll see you in the second floor VIP room at 8 o'clock tomorrow night!" Witt smiled softly, and then left here in full view of everyone.

Yi Fei felt something was wrong, why wasn't it? In addition to his feelings telling him that the whole thing was wrong, there was also the smile on the corner of Werte's lips when he turned around and left, which was a kind of smile that was sure of winning. He was sure because he designed others to laugh like this before.
Chapter completed!