The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 26: Brother Yin Si

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In Baccarat, if you bet on the banker and the banker wins, you get a 1:1 payout.

If you bet on the player and the player wins, you get a 1:1 payout.

If you bet on a tie, you get an 8:1 payout.

If you bet on a pair, you get an 11:1 payout.

In this round, a pair did indeed appear!

Huang Xiaolong’s 10 dollar chip turned into 110 dollars.

“Little Long, you guessed right! You won!” Exclaimed Su Xiaoman who was standing next to Huang Xiaolong, her face filled with surprise. She hadn’t expected Huang Xiaolong to make it so smoothly, hitting the mark the instant he placed the bet.

Huang Xiaolong was calm, and for the next round, he placed all his 110-dollar chips on the banker winning again.

The cards were drawn, and the banker did win, turning 110 dollars into 220 dollars.

Second floor, server room.

“Damn! This little farmer is lucky.” Brother Hu sneered. “But in gambling, nine out of ten times you lose. Good luck means nothing here!”

Third round, player wins, 220 dollars becomes 440 dollars.

Fourth round, a tie, 440 dollars becomes 3520 dollars.

Fifth round, a tie, 3520 dollars becomes 28160 dollars.

Sixth round, banker wins, 28160 dollars becomes 56320 dollars.

Seventh round!

Eighth round!

Ninth round!

Tenth round!

In a blink of an eye, Huang Xiaolong hit a streak of ten wins!

The chips in front of him, initially a single 10 dollar chip, had multiplied into a huge pile. Among them were several of the highest denomination, 5000-dollar chips.

Huang Xiaolong didn’t even pause to think before making each bet, not blinking an eye, and going all-in. No matter how many chips he had in front of him, he would push them all out! He always won, never missing!

This was madness!

The other gamblers around the table didn’t dare to play anymore, looking at Huang Xiaolong in shock. More and more gamblers began to gather around.

“My god, he is amazing. He won ten rounds in a row, he probably won hundreds of thousands already…”

“This guy only used a single ten-dollar chip and won so much in less than ten minutes… He’s so domineering! Idol!”

“He must be a professional gambler!”

“It’s a setup, isn’t it? We shouldn’t get involved, lest we get implicated.”

The croupier dealing the cards turned pale. Sweat was dripping from her forehead as she glanced almost pleadingly at Huang Xiaolong. If Huang Xiaolong continued to win on her table, she probably wouldn’t be able to keep her job.

“Little Long… you… you’re amazing…” Su Xiaoman stammered.

“Sister Xiaoman, I’ll be able to pay off your debt to Brother Hu soon.” Said

Huang Xiaolong with a broad grin. “I’m tired of Baccarat. Let’s go play dice.”

While talking, Huang Xiaolong stood up, tidied up the chips in front of him, put them all into a tray, and flicked a thousand-dollar chip with his fingers. The chip spun in the air and landed perfectly in the cleavage of the beautiful croupier.

“Sister croupier, go buy yourself a new dress.” Huang Xiaolong said with a charming smile.

The beautiful croupier shivered and gave Huang Xiaolong a dazed look.

Huang Xiaolong led Su Xiaoman to another table where dice were being played.

A large crowd of gamblers followed behind them.

Second floor, server room.

Panic ensued!

“Shit! What’s going on here? How is this happening?” Brother Hu’s eyes bulged as he stared at Huang Xiaolong on the computer screen. “How could he… how could he win ten rounds in a row?”

“Brother Hu… we… we seem to have met a real master…” A clear-headed employee in the room said fearfully. “Just now… he must have been observing the rules of that card dispenser… once the rules are understood, you can… you can win in a landslide… Look at him, his calmness is terrifying. He’s won quite a bit, but… hasn’t even shown the slightest excitement. This… this is a kind of temperament. It’s said that a real gambling master can keep their emotions at bay, no matter how much money they win or lose, they remain cool and unstirred…”

“Shut up!” Brother Hu’s voice trembled, his face twisted.

Although the profits of this casino were considerable, the real backstage boss was not Brother Hu. He was just in charge of the normal operation of the casino and provided high-interest loans.

If the casino suffered a heavy loss, he wouldn’t get off lightly!

“Damn it! Little farmer, you’ve been playing dumb this whole time, you and that bitch Su Xiaoman ganged up to deceive me!” Brother Hu was furious, eyes flashing murderously. “I want you to die! I want you both to die!”

“Brother Hu… casino rules prohibit… prohibit the use of violence…” one staff member reminded. “Brother Hu, we can’t ruin our own signboard… otherwise, who will dare to gamble in the future?”

“Nonsense! You think I don’t know the rules? Get Brother Yin Si here now! Quick!” Brother Hu roared.

Huang Xiaolong, with Su Xiaoman, casually walked to a dice table. The gamblers who had been playing there immediately stood up and retreated in fear.

Huang Xiaolong sat down graciously.

The dice were shaken by a croupier woman who was about thirty years old, and there were three dice inside the container.

There are many ways to place a bet; you can bet on either ‘big’ or ‘small’, with an odds ratio of 1 to 1.

Plus, you can also bet on the sum of the three dice. The odds for this are higher, of course.

If you bet on a triple, the odds can be a terrifying 33 to 1. But frankly, triples are rare in a hundred rounds of the game.

“Croupier, you may start now,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile, nodding to the croupier who was a young woman. He then tore a piece of chocolate and placed it in his mouth, savoring it slowly.

The young woman took a deep breath to compose herself, then shook the dice canister rapidly in her hand. The fast pace of the dice hitting the interior of the canister produced a rain-like sound.

While she was shaking the dice, Huang Xiaolong’s ears twitched slightly.

After about ten seconds, she put the canister onto the gambling table and stared at Huang Xiaolong. “Place your bet.”

“Croupier, I have decided,” said a seemingly harmless Huang Xiaolong. He then poured all of his chips into the betting area for 11.

If you bet on 11 and win, the odds are 7 to 1.

Huang Xiaolong’s chips were worth around 400-500 thousand. This translated into at least 2 to 3 million if he won this round!

Such high stakes had never been seen in Brother Hu’s casino before.

The spectators surrounding the table held their breath.

The young woman croupier wiped the sweat off her face. Her makeup was running and even she was unsure of which number the dice landed on.

‘I always shake the dice fast. If he bet on big or small, he has a 50 percent chance of winning… However, betting directly on a number, that’s impossible!’ She gathered her thoughts.

“Croupier, reveal the dice,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

Those around the table began to grow anxious as well, saying, “Reveal! Reveal!

Reveal! Reveal!”

“OK…” The young woman put her hand on the dice canister.

Su Xiaoman was so nervous that she could barely breathe. Her hands were clapped together in prayer.

Reveal!

236!

11!

He won!

The surrounding area fell into silence.

“Ha-ha,” Huang Xiaolong said with an easy smile, “Sister Xiaoman, I have won a million! This should be enough to pay off your debt to Brother Hu.”

“I… I won… I don’t…have to worry about Brother Hu collecting debts…” Su Xiaoman’s eyes welled up with tears of relief. Her gaze towards Huang Xiaolong was filled with admiration and gratitude.

The young woman croupier was startled to the point of freezing in place, completely soaked with cold sweat.

“Croupier, hurry up and give me my chips,” Huang Xiaolong urged.

At this moment, a cold and chilling male voice resounded. “Give him his winnings. We are in the business of fairness. We can afford to lose this money.”

Huang Xiaolong turned towards the direction of the voice and saw a thin, middle-aged man.

The man was terrifyingly gaunt, standing over six feet tall and thin as a bamboo pole. His hollowed-out cheeks and blue-tinged complexion made him look like a living corpse, sending chills down people’s spines.

Brother Hu and Brother Earthworm were respectfully following behind this seemingly living corpse.

“Damn it, peasant, you and that slut Su Xiaoman set me up! You’ve got some nerve!” Brother Hu was fuming with rage; he looked as though he wanted to skin Huang Xiaolong alive.

However, Huang Xiaolong wasn’t focusing on Brother Hu; instead, he was looking at the corpse-like man with a playful smile.

There was a baby ghost on the man’s left shoulder, about five or six months old, covered in blue and purple hues. The foul spirit was glaring at Huang Xiaolong with vengeance-filled eyes.

Of course, other people at the scene, including the corpse-like man himself, couldn’t see the baby ghost.

‘Keeping a spirit… Interesting…’ Huang Xiaolong thought to himself.

This baby was a grudge spirit that had been summoned and controlled by its keeper, capable of bringing a certain amount of “good luck”.

A wooden tag, carved from willow, hangs around the man’s neck. Willow is known for absorbing spirits. The tag was carved with a wicked miniature figure, and an indistinct ghostly aura emanated from it, connecting to the small ghost perched on the man’s shoulder.

This spell-casting technique is prevalent in Hong Kong. People with wealth and influence would spend huge amounts of money to acquire these small ghosts to help them gain fame and wealth.

Small ghosts also have the ability to whisper secrets in your ear, basically, they can tell you things you want to know.

However, the small ghost on this man’s shoulder carried such heavy resentment that the “good luck” it was supposed to bring was tainted with vengeance. Relying on the man’s spirit and vitality as its sustenance, if this continued, the man would soon be drained of his vitality and die.

“Brother Hu, I will pay you the one million I owe you now. Gambling debts must be honored,” said Huang Xiaolong to Brother Hu with a smile.

“You! It won’t be that easy!” Brother Hu flared up in anger.

“Heh, friend, setting this trap was a bit sly,” the corpse-like man said with a dark grin. “With your gambling skills, you shouldn’t need to come here to make money… Forget it, it’s no fun betting against a machine. Machines can’t think, but people can. I am Yin Si, and I’d like to test your gambling skills.”

“Ah? You want to gamble with me?” Huang Xiaolong quickly shook his head. “Actually, I really dislike gambling. The money won from gambling is ill-gotten wealth. Using ill-gotten wealth too often can shorten one’s life. I came here today not to win money, but to help Sister Xiaoman pay her debt.”

The spectators around them whispered among themselves in disbelief after hearing Huang Xiaolong’s words — Not here to win money? Damn, this guy’s playing innocent!

“Friend, we run this casino to make money. We are not scared of people who gamble or win lot of money. We have always played fair, but…” A cruel glint passed across Yin Si’s eyes, “if you think you can just walk away after winning the money, I’m afraid that’s against our rules.”

Huang Xiaolong had a headache, he had a debate in his mind for a while before murmuring to himself, “Whatever, let’s play a few more rounds. Worst case, I’ll send the winnings back to the village and let the village chief build a school with it. Building a school is benevolent; it should offset the bad karma brought by the ill-gotten wealth.”

“So… okay… what do you want to play?” Huang Xiaolong looked at Yin Si with some resignation.

“Let’s play Mahjong,” Yin Si suggested with a hint of plotting in his eyes.

“Oh… Sure, let’s play Mahjong then,” Huang Xiaolong agreed without hesitation.

He glanced at the small ghost on Yin Si’s shoulder and had an idea of what was going on.

The man’s biggest reliance was the small ghost’s ability to peek at others’ mahjong tiles and whisper the information in his ear.