Chapter 888 Gambling Emperor's House

The Emperor of Gambling House was founded in the late Qing Dynasty. At first, it was just a small gambling house on the street. It was not called "Emperor of Gambling House", but "Gambling House".

It is said that the owner of the gambling house was a monk who returned to secular life. It is unknown where he learned the superb gambling skills. After returning to secular life, he started this business that ruined his family.

To this day, the name of this monk owner has been untraceable. Anyway, people just called him "monk" back then, and now they call him "gambling monk" or "old master".

Perhaps because he had been a monk for a long time, the owner of the gambling house did not forget to bring some of the rules and precepts of monks even if he did this dirty business.

In the monk's gambling house, everything must be "absolutely fair". Anyone who cheats in his place or joins forces to defraud people of money will be seen through by the boss at a glance and exposed in public; at the least, he will be driven out of the gambling house and never received again, and at the worst, he will be beaten half to death and thrown on the street.

The psychology of gamblers is very subtle. Most of them can't afford to lose, but they don't want to admit that they can't afford to lose, so they lose more.

And the gambling house... gave them a place where they could "lose with a clear conscience". People who come out of there, even if they lose everything, can only blame their bad luck and have nothing to say.

∧♦,   For gamblers, that's enough... It seems that it's not themselves who lose, but God.

Over time, the name of the "gambling house" spread.

Finally one day, the name of the gambling house reached the ears of a local official, who was also a gambler. The next day, he disguised himself and entered the gambling house.

Unfortunately... Mr. Liu's gambling skills and luck were not good. Not long after entering the gambling house, he lost everything.

Logically speaking, a corrupt official like him who is well-known for his reputation, just lose if he loses, anyway, he has also extorted the people's fat. Just lose everything and leave... However, this Lord Liu's gambling behavior is also very bad. After he lost, he immediately revealed his identity and shouted loudly, saying that the dealer cheated him of his money.

So, the shop assistant called the boss... that is, the monk. The monk listened to the whole story, smiled calmly, and proposed to gamble with Lord Liu again.

This time, he used his entire fortune to bet on Lord Liu's words.

The monk lost. He lost his wealth, and Lord Liu lost, and only lost one sentence, and this sentence was-"I, Liu, lost today with a sincere heart."

Lord Liu agreed to the bet and lost it quickly.

But... he did not fulfill the agreement, but just waved his sleeves, snorted coldly, and left the gambling room.

How could he know... that this departure would end his life.

The next night, this Lord Liu died suddenly in his own home. The death was miserable and the cause of death was unknown.

Although the death of a local official cannot be considered a minor case... But it was the period when the Boxer Rebellion was at its worst, and the government was corrupt. With internal and external troubles, the court had no time to investigate the matter in detail. When the local law enforcement agencies failed to investigate, the matter was left unresolved...

But... Although no one was investigating the matter officially, rumors about the matter among the people were getting more and more intense.

In less than half a year, the story of "the gambling monk killing Liu Tan" was known to everyone in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and everyone's version would add fuel to the fire, making it more and more mysterious.

The name "Du Zhai" also spread along with the story. This made the business of Du Zhai develop rapidly, and it soon turned from a small gambling house into a big casino.

Soon after, many gambling masters came here... to challenge the gambling monk, but no one could beat the monk; and after losing, these people were all impressed by the monk's gambling skills and demeanor, and some became close friends, or worshipped him... As for these gambling stories, they naturally became street legends circulating in the streets without exception.

Later, a chance encounter changed the fate of "Du Zhai"...

At that time, the owners of the other two casinos had a conflict and wanted to compete with each other by gambling, but neither of them trusted the people designated by the other party, so the gambling could not start. In the end... someone said, "Why not ask the monk from Du Zhai to preside over the gambling for you?"

As a result... they really went to ask him, and the monk really went. Due to his principle of "absolute fairness", the whole gambling process was carried out without any mistakes. After the gambling was over, the loser handed over the gambling money and left without saying a word...

In this way, the precedent of "Du Zhai presiding over gambling for others" was set...

Since then, more and more people came to Du Zhai to do fair gambling, and the monk was undoubtedly too busy to handle it alone, so the masters he met and recruited also came out in the name of "Du Zhai" to preside over the gambling.

By 1920, when the monk died, Du Zhai was no longer a casino, but an organization that specializes in presiding over gambling for people and extracting commissions from it.

The second-generation boss worshipped the undefeated "gambling monk" as his ancestor, and renamed the gambling hall to "Gambling Emperor Hall", meaning that the monk is the king of gambling.

Time passed quickly, and in the 1930s and 1940s, there were many concessions in S City and gangs were prevalent.

At this time, it was the peak period of Gambling Emperor Hall. The people they served were rarely from the civilian class... In those days, those who could invite "Gambling Emperor Hall" to preside over the gambling game had to be at least the level of gangsters, social celebrities or military and political leaders.

And the content of the gambling game was usually a huge amount of property, or... life.

This is what gambling is all about. As a person loses more and more chips, the weight of life in his heart will become lighter and lighter.

This is when things like “credit” become ridiculous. It's like... there is a gang leader with more than a dozen brothers gambling with an unarmed common man... As long as the amount won by the latter reaches an amount that the former cannot accept, what awaits him will inevitably be a breach of contract and silence.

The existence of Gambling Emperor Zhai is to supervise and prevent this situation from happening. As long as there is someone from Gambling Emperor Zhai as a witness, the loser must pay the price he gambled on... no matter what the price is.

If the loser breaks the contract, the gambler will be responsible for "collecting the opponent's chips" on behalf of the winner. Regardless of money or life, no matter who the person is or what he lost... Gambling Emperor Zhai has a way to make him pay what he has to pay, and there will be no exceptions.

This... is also the purpose that everyone who knows the existence of "Gambling Emperor's House" needs to understand.

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A century later, in City S, in the office of a well-known entrepreneur.

"You...actually know about Gambling Palace?" Jiang Daode asked in a deep voice.

He didn't mean to be pretentious, because he understood. It was impossible for the other party to report those three words out of thin air; what Jiang Daode wanted to know was...how did the boy at the other end of the video know that he was connected to Gambling Emperor Zhai, and how many details did he know?

"Of course that's because..." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "I am also a member of Gambling Emperor Zhai."

"You... said... what?" A shocked expression appeared on Jiang Daode's face involuntarily.

"Is this weird?" Feng Bujue asked.

"You?" Jiang Daode then sneered, "Humph... just you?" He paused for half a second, "Do you know how much a membership of the Gambling Emperor's House is worth on the black market?"

"About 30 million yuan." Feng Bujue replied calmly, "However... this kind of valuation is of little use because their number of members is currently saturated and they are no longer for sale. And the existing members You cannot buy, sell or transfer your membership privately." He stretched lazily in front of the camera, "Of course... you can use your membership in the presence of the 'Gambler'. The bet... is a bet against others, and as long as the gambler approves the bet, it may be transferred."

"It seems that your rules for Gambling Emperor Zhai are really..." When Jiang Daode said this, he suddenly thought of something, and he immediately said in shock, "Wait... Could it be that you..."

"That's right, my membership is 'earned'." Feng Bujue spread his hands and continued, "Haha... speaking of it... I feel a little sorry for the guy whose qualifications were taken away from me, because all these years Not once did I exercise my rights as a member.”

After saying this, Feng Bujue paused for two seconds. Then he said: "Oh, by the way, I can also tell you about another question in your mind..." He continued leisurely. "You must be thinking, even if I am really a member of Gambling Palace, members may not know each other, so how do I know your identity?"

Jiang Daode said nothing. Looking at the screen silently, waiting for Brother Jue's answer,

"Haha... Actually, that was also an unexpected gain." Feng Bujue said. "When I was investigating your private life and personal history, I accidentally discovered that you were related to a disappearance case twenty years ago... So, I found a few sources with whom I have good friendships (Bao Qing ), retrieved some information from the time, and roughly deduced the whole story..." He tilted his head and pointed at Jiang Daode through the video screen, "You are not Jiang Daode at all."

The moment these words were spoken, Jiang Daode felt as if a vat of hot oil had been poured on his forehead, and he jumped up in shock.

"If I guess correctly..." Feng Bujue continued, "Back then, the real Jiang Daode made a bet with you and lost 'everything' he had."

"You...what are you..." This "Jiang Daode" was completely surrounded by fear at this time, and the huge psychological pressure made him hesitate to speak.

"After the gambling game, Gambling Emperor Zhai disposed of Jiang Daode's body and arranged a secret plastic surgery for you. A year later, they arranged a car accident and killed Jiang Daode's parents in South Korea. So. As soon as you come, you get his identity, education, appearance, inheritance...in short, his entire life." Feng Bujue was still talking, "And you yourself...became a 'missing person', as I said. Right? Feng..."

"That's enough!" The "Jiang Daode" in front of him didn't let Feng Bujue tell him his original name. He shouted quickly, "You..." He glared at Brother Jue, and then pointed at Ouyang Jian, "... ...and you! You better know who you are dealing with!"

"Hmph...is this another meaningless threat? What's going on? Do you still want to silence me?" Feng Bujue said, "With all due respect, I don't think you have the courage or ability to use violence yourself. If If you want to use other methods, then feel free to do it yourself. I would like to see...if you fight with me, who will die first, you or me, hahahaha..." At the end of these words, his face was revealed. A smile that makes people shudder.

"You..." Jiang Daode sat back on the boss's chair, staring at the screen with his whole body trembling, and asked, "...what do you want?"

"I said... I'm just playing a game with you." Feng Bujue said, "I've already called the 'gambling supervisor', and we'll start as soon as they arrive."

Dong dong dong——

Cao Cao was about to arrive. Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the chairman's room.

"I'll do it." Ouyang Jian said as he stood up from the chair and walked towards the door.

Jiang Daode was not in the mood to care about this at the moment. A series of sudden mental blows made his thinking become a mess.

Bang——

After the person who knocked on the door entered the house, Ouyang Jian waved his hand and closed the door.

This visitor was a man in a light-colored Tang suit. He looked to be about thirty years old. He had short, shiny hair, combed back, and wore a pair of cloth shoes without socks.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang. We meet again." As soon as he entered the room, this man walked straight to the desk and said hello to "Jiang Daode".

"How did you..." Jiang Daode originally wanted to ask the security guard on the first floor how he came up after seeing his appearance, but after he finished speaking, he felt that the question was superfluous, "...Forget it, when I didn't say it." He paused, "Hello, Mr. Kujo..."

Obviously, this is not the first time that the gambling supervisor, Jiu Tiao, has come to preside over a gambling game in which Mr. "Chiang Daode" participates.

"I'm really honored..." Kujo said, casting his eyes towards the suitcase on the table and looking at the screen. "Mr. Feng, a member who has never asked for our services, actually contacted the gambler today and even Make it clear...'Please choose a gambler who is familiar with Mr. Jiang.'"

Hearing this, Jiang Daode couldn't help but glance at Brother Jue. The weird smile on this kid's face was getting more and more terrifying...

"I just think it would be easier to find a gambling supervisor that he knows, so as not to suspect that I randomly found a friend to pretend to be a Gambling Emperor Zhai person." Feng Bujue responded, then continued, "Okay, Mr. Kujo, I don’t have much time. Since you are here, how about I start talking about the rules?”

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Daode immediately shouted loudly and interrupted, "How can you start the gambling game if you are not present?"

"Heh... there's nothing wrong with that." Feng Bujue shrugged and smiled, "As long as my 'absence' doesn't lead to any factors that are beneficial to me in terms of rules and gambling content, what's wrong with that? "

"He's right." Kujo continued, "There is no requirement that gambling parties must face each other before the game can begin. We often encounter remote gambling situations. If there are loopholes in the rules that he can exploit, I will not let the game begin. ”

Jiang Daode hesitated for a few seconds, and then said: "Okay... put the rules aside for now, you first say... what do you want to bet with me?" (To be continued...)