Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Hoo..."

Hao Jian's figure trembled slightly, then like a gentle breeze, he appeared above the two men. Silently extending his hands, he turned them into blades and struck fiercely at the back of their necks.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two heavy thuds were heard, as Brother Long's two henchmen lay on the ground, still maintaining their forward motion with grimaces on their faces.

"Tap..."

Hao Jian's figure slowly descended, landing lightly on his toes. After pausing for a moment, he stood still and looked up at Brother Long, whose face was filled with astonishment. A cold smile appeared on his lips, "Shall we have a good talk now?"

"From beginning to end, how many times have you struck?"

Hao Jian's gaze suddenly turned icy, piercing Brother Long, causing a tingling pain on his skin, "Leaving you alive is because I don't think you matter..."

"Although now I also don't want to deal with you, unfortunately you came to bother me..."

"Kid!"

Would Brother Long be someone easily intimidated by a few words? The stronger the enemy, the more he wanted to counter them, of course, within his tolerable range.

Clearly, in Brother Long's eyes, Hao Jian was within his tolerable range now. In his view, Hao Jian was just putting on airs, at best, he could fight a bit.

He had over thirty men here, and if he paid some money to hire the guests around, he could gather more than sixty people. Couldn't they handle Hao Jian with that many people?

Therefore, Brother Long was confident!

"Anything?"

Rubbing his palm, Hao Jian's gaze was calm as he looked at Brother Long and chuckled, "I think it's best if we don't fight..."

"Oh? Chickened out?"

Hearing Hao Jian's words, Brother Long motioned for his men to hold off for now, coldly looking at Hao Jian, with a touch of sarcasm in his voice.

This guy spoke with such confidence, so why suddenly suggest not to fight? Brother Long's heart was sneering, this guy must have chickened out!

"I'm too lazy to fight, say whatever you want."

Shrugging, Hao Jian dismissed the sarcasm and continued nonchalantly, "This is a casino, so I thought of a simpler way to decide Shen Ling's fate."

"Oh?"

Brother Long still sneered, crossing his arms, wanting to see what trick Hao Jian had up his sleeve.

"Let's gamble on the dice, one round to decide the winner."

Hao Jian slowly spoke, pointing to a gambling table not far away, smiling, "The winner takes Shen Ling away..."

"How about it? I thought you might agree to this method?"

Hao Jian smiled at Brother Long, but his tone was indifferent. He simply didn't want to fight so many people at once, potentially endangering Shen Ling.

This method was simple and direct, and without much effort, it could easily determine the outcome. Of course, Hao Jian would never propose it without absolute confidence in victory.

As for Shen Ling, who was treated as a prize, she had no choice. The only person who could save her now was Hao Jian, so she had to listen to him; it was her only chance.

"Kid, are you serious?"

Brother Long took a deep breath, staring at Hao Jian. His heart suddenly fluttered; hadn't this guy chickened out?

Shaking his head, looking at Hao Jian with a smile on his face, Brother Long snorted coldly. He hadn't reached this point by being fearful but by enduring storms of blood!

How could he be afraid of a kid?!

"Let's gamble, who's afraid of who!"

Brother Long eventually agreed to the gamble. He could see Hao Jian's strength, and even if Hao Jian couldn't handle over sixty people, he could probably handle over twenty, as his earlier display wasn't something an ordinary person could achieve.

Although in Brother Long's view, that number was likely an overestimate.

Now, having a chance to get Shen Ling effortlessly, even if he overestimated Hao Jian's strength, why would Brother Long care? Winning the gamble could secure Shen Ling without using his men. Where else could one find such a good deal?

Of course, agreeing to this gamble was mainly because he had his confidence. With a slight smile, Brother Long signaled one of his men, who immediately walked over to a gambling table, placed two sets of dice on it, and stood in the middle as if intending to be the referee.

"Hehe, since that's the case, please proceed!"

Brother Long nodded at Hao Jian, then walked towards the gambling table. Along the way, his men or the guests quickly cleared the path for the two of them.

Meanwhile, Shen Hao and his parents in the crowd watched Hao Jian with venomous anger, their faces extremely grim. They wanted nothing more than to see Hao Jian make a fool of himself and be dealt with by Brother Long.

But now? Even if Hao Jian lost the gamble, he would just have to give up Shen Ling, without suffering any consequence. If he won, who knows what outrageous actions Brother Long might take after losing face.

So Shen Hao and the others hoped Hao Jian would win, giving Brother Long a reason to deal with him in anger.

Hao Jian was not aware of Shen Hao and his group's thoughts, nor did he care. By now, he had brought Shen Ling to the gambling table. Looking at the dice on the table, his gaze suddenly focused slightly.

The corners of his mouth slowly curved into a faint arc as he lifted his head and looked at Brother Long, who wore a smug expression across the table. He chuckled lightly, "One round to decide the winner, six dice each, betting on the total!"

"Alright!"

Brother Long nodded, agreeing straightforwardly. He then cast a subtle glance at the referee, blinking slightly, to which the referee responded with an equally discreet nod.

Although Brother Long and the referee's subtle gestures went unnoticed by most, they didn't escape Hao Jian's gaze. He internally sneered—he had sensed something was off from the moment he approached the table.

So, this guy intends to cheat...

Hao Jian's eyes displayed indifference, while his face maintained a smile, as if unaware of Brother Long's small tricks. He then skillfully grabbed his own cup and, with a smooth motion, quickly swept up all six dice, letting them fall into the cup with ease.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The dice clattered furiously inside the cup, resonating with crisp sounds. Hao Jian's gaze was intense, his hand shaking wildly until reaching a certain critical point, then suddenly stopped!

"Bang!"

He slammed the cup down onto the table firmly, slowly pulling his hand away, resting his palms on the table's edge, and smiled towards Brother Long, "Your turn!"

When it was his turn, Brother Long snorted coldly, imitating the starting move. However, lacking Hao Jian's fluidity, his movements were somewhat stiff but passable. After shaking for a full minute, Brother Long finally stopped, placing the cup with the dice onto the table.

After setting it down, Brother Long suddenly smirked slightly...

"Swish!"

With that smirk, the table on Hao Jian's side suddenly shook slightly—more accurately, the small area beneath his cup shifted.

In an instant, the dice, which Hao Jian had shaken into position, scattered inside the cup, showing random results.

However, this all happened under the cup—no one noticed...

Sure enough, nothing but these petty tricks...

Noticing the disturbance on his side, Hao Jian's mouth retained its upward curve. In the invisible meridians beneath his skin, a light blue Qi Force suddenly began to gather, crazily rushing towards his palms resting on the table.

In the blink of an eye, Hao Jian's palms, lying on the table, amassed vibrant blue Qi Force. With a slight shake, the two masses of blue energy flowed along the table.

The first cluster settled inside Hao Jian's cup, shaking the previously disordered dice back into position.

The other cluster flowed along the table, reaching Brother Long's cup while he was completely oblivious, infiltrating his cup and disassembling his neatly aligned dice, just as Hao Jian's had been scattered before...

"Done now?"

Unaware, Brother Long flashed a smile at Hao Jian.

"All set."

Hao Jian nodded slightly.

"Then let's reveal!"

Brother Long, smiling confidently, didn't wait for Hao Jian to open his cup. He went ahead and lifted his own. As the cup rose, a smug look spread across his face.

But soon, his expression froze, and his eyes fixated on his own scattered dice...

"One... one... one..."

Seeing the dots on the dice, Brother Long's face grew increasingly grim, his eyes burning with an intensity as he glared at the referee and barked out.

"What? Did you mix up the rules? We are counting the total, and how did you roll just six?!"

Just as Brother Long was about to erupt, Hao Jian burst into laughter, coincidentally, slowly raising his own cup.

"Six... six... six!"

"Thirty-six!"

Hao Jian's final total was thirty-six!

"You... how is that possible?!"

Seeing Hao Jian's total, Brother Long's expression turned ghastly, how could that be? He thought he had already set him up. How could he still end up with such a score?!

And why did he have just six points? Clearly, he had rolled a total of twenty-eight just now!

"Oh? Why couldn't I?"

Hao Jian tilted his head, looking at Brother Long, a smile on his lips, but a cold glint flashed in his unsmiling eyes.

"This round doesn't count!"

Brother Long looked upset. Knowing the cheating was on his side, he couldn't very well reveal it, right? Once it's out, who will come to his casino for a betting duel in the future?

Hao Jian must have cheated, of this Brother Long was certain, the problem was he had no evidence!