Gambling Emperor's Shop was founded at the end of the Qing Dynasty. At first, it was just a small gambling house on the street. Its name was not "Gambling Emperor's Shop," but "Gambling House."
It was said that the boss of the gambling house was a monk who had returned to the secular world. No one knew where he learned the superb gambling skills from. After he returned to the secular world, he started to do business that ruined people's lives.
Today, the name of the monk boss could not be verified. Anyway, everyone just called him "monk" back then. Now, they called him "gambling monk" or "ancestor."
Maybe it was because he had been a monk for a long time, but the boss of the gambling house did not forget to bring some of the rules of a monk.
In the monk's gambling house, everything had to be "absolutely fair." If anyone cheated in his place, or ganged up with others to cheat money, they would definitely be seen through by the boss and exposed in front of everyone. If it was light, they would be kicked out of the gambling house forever. If it was heavy, they would be beaten half to death and thrown on the street.
The mentality of the gamblers was very subtle. Most of them could not afford to lose, but they were unwilling to admit that they could not afford to lose, so they lost even more.
And the gambling house … gave them a place where they could "accept their loss wholeheartedly." The people who came out of the gambling house, even if they lost all their money, could only blame themselves for their bad luck and had nothing to say.
For the gamblers, that was enough … It was as if the one who lost was not themselves, but God.
Over time, the name "Gambling House" began to spread.
Finally, one day, the name of the gambling house spread to the ears of a local official. This person was also a gambler. The next day, he disguised himself and entered the gambling house.
Unfortunately, this Lord Liu's gambling skills and luck were not good. Not long after he entered the gambling house, he lost all his money.
Logically speaking, for a well-known corrupt official like him, if he lost, so be it. After all, he had plundered the people's wealth, so he could just leave. However, this Lord Liu's gambling behavior was also very bad. After he lost, he immediately revealed his identity and shouted loudly, saying that the banker had cheated him of his money.
So, the clerk in the shop called the boss, who was the monk. After listening to what had happened, the monk smiled calmly and proposed to make another bet with Lord Liu.
In this round, he used his entire fortune to bet on Lord Liu's words.
If the monk lost, he would lose his wealth. If Lord Liu lost, he would only lose one sentence. And that sentence was — "I, Liu Liu, am sincerely convinced of my loss today."
Official Liu agreed to the bet and quickly lost the bet.
However, he didn't fulfill his promise. He just waved his sleeves, snorted coldly, and left the gambling house.
How could he have known … that this departure would cost him his life?
The next night, Lord Liu suddenly died in his own home. His death was tragic, and the cause of his death was unknown.
Even though the death of a local official couldn't be considered a small case... the Boxers were at their fiercest at that time, and coupled with the corruption in the imperial court, there was no way the imperial court would have the time to investigate this matter. Since the local law enforcement agencies were unable to find anything, this matter was left unsettled …
However, although no one investigated further, the rumors about this matter became more and more intense.
In less than half a year, the story of "Gambling Monk Killed Liu Tan" was known by everyone in Jiangzhou and Zhe provinces. Moreover, everyone's version would be exaggerated, and the more they talked about it, the more mysterious it became.
The name "Gambling House" also spread along with the story. This caused the business of the gambling house to develop rapidly. Soon, it changed from a small gambling house to a big casino.
Not long after, many gambling masters came to challenge the gambling monk, but no one could beat the monk. After these people lost, they were all impressed by the monk's gambling skills and temperament. Some became close friends, and some became disciples. As for the stories of these gambling fights, naturally, without exception, they became legends in the streets.
Later on, a fortuitous encounter changed the fate of Gambling House from then on …
At that time, the bosses of the other two gambling houses had a conflict. They wanted to decide who was better by gambling, but they didn't trust the person appointed by the other party, so the gambling couldn't start. In the end, someone said, "Why don't we invite the monk of Gambling House to host it for you?"
In the end, they really went to invite the monk, and the monk really went. Due to his principle of "absolute fairness," the whole gambling process was carried out flawlessly. After the gambling was over, the loser didn't say anything. He just handed over the gambling money and left …
In this way, it was the first time that "Gambling House hosted a gambling game for others" …
From then on, there were more and more gambling games that came to Gambling House to do justice. The monk was undoubtedly too busy, so those masters that he knew and recruited also came out to host the gambling games in the name of "Gambling House."
In 1920, when the monk died of old age, Gambling House was no longer a casino. It became an organization that specialized in hosting gambling games for people and taking a commission from them.
The second generation boss worshipped the "Gambling Monk" who had never lost in his life as the founder, and changed the name of Gambling House to "Gambling Emperor House," which meant that the monk was the emperor of gambling.
Time passed quickly, and it was the thirties and forties of the twentieth century. There were many concessions in S City, and gangs were prevalent.
At this time, Gambling Emperor House was at its peak. The customers that they served were very few commoners … During that time, those who could invite Gambling Emperor House to host the gambling games were at least at the level of the Jianghu big shots, socialites, or important military and political figures.
The content of the gambling games was usually a huge amount of wealth or … life.
Gambling was like this. As one lost more and more chips, the weight of life in his heart would become lighter and lighter.
At this time, things like "credit" became very laughable. For example, if a gang leader with more than ten brothers gambled with a defenseless commoner … as long as the latter won an amount that the former couldn't accept, what awaited him would be to break the contract and be killed.
The existence of Gambling Emperor House was to supervise and prevent this kind of situation from happening. As long as there were people from Gambling Emperor House as witnesses, the loser had to pay the price of his bet … no matter what the price was.
If the loser broke the contract, the people from Gambling Emperor House would be responsible for "collecting the opponent's chips" for the winner. Whether it was money or life, no matter who the loser was or what he lost … Gambling Emperor House had a way to make him pay the price without exception.
This … was the purpose of Gambling Emperor House that everyone who knew about its existence had to understand.
…
A century later, in the office of a famous entrepreneur in S City.
"You … You know about Gambling Emperor House?" Jiang Daode asked in a low voice.
He didn't want to play dumb because he knew that the other party wouldn't say those three words out of thin air. What Jiang Daode wanted to know was … How did the kid on the other side of the video know about his relationship with Gambling Emperor House? How much did he know?
"Of course, it's because …" Feng Bujue smiled and said, "I'm also a member of Gambling Emperor House."
"What … did … you … say?" Jiang Daode couldn't help but look shocked.
"Is it strange?" Feng Bujue asked.
"You?" Jiang Daode sneered. "Hmph … You?" He paused for half a second. "Do you know how much a membership of Gambling Emperor House is estimated to cost in the black market?"
"About 30 million yuan." Feng Bujue replied calmly, "However … this estimate is useless because they have reached the maximum number of members and no longer sell them to the public. The current members can't sell or transfer their membership privately. " He stretched lazily in front of the camera. "Of course … you can use your membership as a wager in the presence of the 'gambling watcher'. As long as the gambling watcher approves the bet, there may be a transfer."
"It seems that you really know the rules of Gambling Emperor House …" Jiang Daode paused and suddenly thought of something. He immediately exclaimed, "Wait … Did you …"
"That's right. I won my membership." Feng Bujue opened his hands and said, "Haha … Speaking of which … I feel a bit sorry for the guy whose membership I took away because I haven't exercised the power of a member even once."
After saying this, Feng Bujue paused for two seconds and said, "Oh, right, I can also tell you the other question in your mind … You must be wondering, even if I'm really a member of Gambling Emperor House, members don't necessarily know each other, so how did I find out about your identity?"
Jiang Daode didn't say anything. He looked at the screen silently, waiting for his Brother Bujue's answer.
"Haha … Actually, that was an unexpected gain." Feng Bujue said, "When I was investigating your private life and personal history, I accidentally found out that you were related to a missing person case from twenty years ago … So, I found a few good friends of mine, Bao Qing, to retrieve some information from that time and roughly deduced the ins and outs …" He tilted his head and pointed at Jiang Daode through the screen. "You're not Jiang Daode at all."
The moment this sentence left his mouth, Jiang Daode felt like a tank of hot oil had been poured over his head. He jumped up in shock.
"If I'm not mistaken …" Feng Bujue continued, "Back then, the real Jiang Daode made a bet with you and lost 'everything' of his."
"You … What on earth are you …" This' Jiang Daode 'was now completely surrounded by fear, and the immense psychological pressure made him stutter as he spoke.
"After the bet, Gambling Emperor House disposed of Jiang Daode's body and arranged a secret plastic surgery for you. A year later, they arranged a car accident to get rid of Jiang Daode's parents, who were far away in Korea. In this way, you got his identity, education, appearance, inheritance … In short, you got his entire life. " Feng Bujue was still talking. "And you … became a 'missing person'. Am I right? Feng … "
"Enough!" This' Jiang Daode 'in front of him didn't let Feng Bujue say his original name. He quickly shouted, "You …" He glared at his Brother Bujue, then pointed at Ouyang Ruo. "And you! You'd better figure out who you're dealing with! "
"Humph … This kind of meaningless threat again? What? Are you trying to silence me? " Feng Bujue said. "With all due respect, I don't think you have the courage or ability to use violence personally. If you want to use other methods, then go ahead. I'd like to see … if you want to fight with me, who will die first, hahahaha … "At the end of this sentence, a chilling smile appeared on his face.
"You …" Jiang Daode sat back in his chair. His whole body trembled as he stared at the screen. "… What do you want?"
"I said … I'm just playing a game with you," Feng Bujue said. "I've already called the 'Gambling Watcher'. Once he arrives, we'll start."
Dong dong dong!
Speaking of the devil, there was a knock on the door of the chairman's office.
"Let me do it," Ouyang Ruo said as she stood up from the chair and walked to the door.
Jiang Daode wasn't in the mood to care about this. A series of sudden mental blows had messed up his thoughts.
Bang!
After the person who knocked on the door entered the room, Ouyang Ruo slammed the door shut.
This person was a man in a light-colored Tang suit. He looked to be about thirty years old. He had short, shiny hair that was combed back. He wore a pair of cloth shoes and no socks.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang. We meet again. "As soon as he entered the room, he went straight to the desk and greeted" Jiang Daode. "
"How did you …" Jiang Daode wanted to ask the security guard on the first floor how he was allowed to come up here, but before he could finish the sentence, he thought it was unnecessary. "… Never mind, pretend I didn't say anything." He paused. "Hello, Mr. Jiu Tiao …"
Obviously, this wasn't the first time this Gambling Watcher, Jiu Tiao, had come to host a game involving "Jiang Daode."
"I'm so honored …" Jiu Tiao said as he looked at the briefcase on the table. He looked at the screen and said, "Mr. Feng, who has never asked for our service, contacted the Gambling Watcher today. He also clearly said … 'Please choose a Gambling Watcher who is more familiar with Mr. Jiang.'"
Hearing this, Jiang Daode couldn't help but look at his Brother Jue. The creepy smile on this kid's face was getting scarier and scarier …
"I just think it's easier to find a Gambling Watcher who he knows. I don't want him to suspect that I found a random friend to pretend to be someone from Emperor's Study." Feng Bujue replied and then continued, "Okay, Mr. Jiu Tiao, I don't have much time. Since you're here, how about I start talking about the rules?"
"Wait!" Jiang Daode immediately shouted and interrupted, "You're not here. How are you going to start the game?"
"Heh … what's wrong with that?" Feng Bujue shrugged and smiled. "As long as I'm not here, the rules and the content of the game won't be in my favor. Why not?"
"He's right," Jiu Tiao said. "There's no rule that says both parties have to be face to face to start the game. We often encounter remote gambling situations. If there's a loophole in the rules, I won't let the game start."
Jiang Daode hesitated for a few seconds and then said, "Okay … Let's put the rules aside for now. Tell me … What do you want to bet with me?"
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