He obtained the God of All Laws from human skin.

Chapter 15 Gambling Den, Leopard

As a beggar,

The skinny monkey believed he was no different from Qin Chuan.

If Qin Chuan could get money, so could he.

The skinny monkey found a spot, sat down, and began begging from the gamblers who came out of the gambling den.

I must say, the area in front of this gambling den is indeed a good place.

People coming and going all carried silver coins, and those who won money would casually throw out a few coins, which was much better than squatting somewhere else all day.

The skinny monkey squatted down beside him, placed the broken bowl in front of him, and shouted a few times at the top of his lungs.

"Please have mercy, sir," "May you dominate the gambling den, sir"...

Before long, several copper coins appeared at the bottom of the bowl.

......

Inside the gambling den, Qin Chuan found a table where people rolled dice to see who could win.

The table wasn't big, but it was surrounded by quite a few people. Qin Chuan squeezed out a spot, stood down, and peered at the table.

The table was covered with a dark red velvet cloth, on which were drawn the betting areas—"Big," "Small," and "Leopard"—in white lettering on a red background, clearly marked.

The rules for comparing dice are quite simple: the dealer rolls three dice, and before revealing them, the gamblers place coins or silver coins on a marked area on the table.

"Big" is a sum of eleven to seventeen points, and "small" is four to ten points. If three of the same number appear ("three of a kind"), then both "big" and "small" are eliminated.

If you bet correctly, the house pays you a share; if you bet incorrectly, the money goes to the house.

Qin Chuan took out a few copper coins from his pocket, held them in his hand, and did not rush to place a bet.

He watched several rounds, figuring out the dealer's dice-rolling rhythm, and then scanned the faces of the people around him, trying to find one or two lucky "beacons".

However, the "Qi perception" remained unresponsive, as if it had no effect at all.

He shook his head, stopped waiting, and placed a few coins on "small".

The dice cup was lifted.

IV, V, VI,

Big!

The copper coin was gently nudged by the dealer's stick and slid into the box in front of him.

Qin Chuan didn't mind; it was only two coins, enough for scouting.

He bet on "big" the second time, and the result was two, two, three, which was "small." He lost again.

On the third round, he gritted his teeth and bet on big again, and the result was five, five, two – big.

He finally won a round, and the bookmaker paid him two coins.

Qin Chuan stacked the copper coins he had won on top of the few in his hand, and did a quick mental calculation.

I played three rounds, lost two and won one, lost five coins and won two, resulting in a net loss of three coins.

Standing next to him was a middle-aged man wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

Qin Chuan noticed this man because he bet a lot each time, ranging from tens of coins to hundreds of coins.

Moreover, he always shouted loudly when dice were rolled, his veins bulging, as if he were fighting desperately with every roll.

The gamblers around him all called this man Old Xu.

At first, Lao Xu won two rounds, grinning and showing off his yellow teeth, boasting to the people next to him that he was "on a winning streak."

But his good fortune didn't last long. He lost five or six rounds in a row, and the pile of silver in front of him visibly shrank, like the receding tide.

Qin Chuan stared at his face, which had turned from rosy to ashen, and sighed inwardly.

People at the gambling table all think they're related to God when they arrive, but they only realize when they leave that God doesn't know them at all.

After losing so many times in a row, Old Xu was a bit angry, so he made another big bet and pushed up the last piece of silver.

The dice clattered, and the dealer revealed them.

One, one, three, small.

Old Xu bet on big.

The dealer took the last piece of silver, leaving the room empty, without a single copper coin left.

Old Xu stared blankly at the table, his lips trembling slightly, his hands clenching so tightly on the edge of the table that the veins bulged.

He squeezed through the crowd, quickly walked to the accountant in the corner of the gambling den, and whispered a few words to him.

The accountant looked up, glanced at him, flipped through the ledgers on the table, shook his head expressionlessly, and said something.

Old Xu's face darkened further. He opened his mouth to argue, but the accountant had already lowered his head and continued working on his abacus, ignoring him completely.

Qin Chuan, watching this scene from the side, also understood.

Old Xu probably wanted to borrow money to make up for his losses, but the accountant was probably looking through a ledger that contained old debts that he hadn't paid off yet, so the gambling den refused to lend him any more money.

Gambling dens are not charities; there are no collateral, no credit, and if you lose everything, you have to leave.

Old Xu stood in front of the accounting desk, clenching his fists. He glared at the accountant, then at the gamblers still placing bets at the tables. He turned and walked towards the door, muttering curses under his breath.

Qin Chuan watched his retreating figure, shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and continued to stare at the dice cup.

Old Xu stepped out of the gambling den and, after walking only a few steps, was struck by the cool breeze at the entrance, which made him feel the fire in his chest rise even higher.

Just then, a voice came from beside his feet: "Grandpa, please have mercy, you've struck it rich, give me two..."

Old Xu looked down and saw a skinny little beggar squatting beside the steps, with a broken bowl in front of him containing a few copper coins.

That little beggar was none other than Skinny Monkey.

Old Xu stared at the few copper coins in the bowl, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Even a few coins are still money. Go in and try to win it all back; who knows, you might get it all back in the next round.

"Give it to me."

Old Xu squatted down and reached into the bowl to grab the copper coins.

The skinny monkey was startled and instinctively shrank the bowl into his arms: "Grandpa, this...this is what I begged for..."

"I lent it to you. If I win inside, I'll give you half." Old Xu's voice was harsh and urgent as he spoke, reaching for the bowl.

The skinny monkey clung tightly to the broken bowl, shouting, "No, no, this is my food..."

Seeing this, Old Xu became even angrier. He didn't care about anything else, grabbed the skinny monkey by the collar, and punched him on the head with his other hand.

Skinny Monkey was already weak, so he couldn't withstand the blow. His head buzzed and he slammed heavily to the ground. His vision went black, and his hand slipped, allowing Old Xu to snatch the broken bowl away.

Old Xu poured the coins from the bowl into his palm, stuffed the bowl and coins into his pocket, and walked towards the entrance of the gambling den.

Inside the gambling den,

Qin Chuan was still there, holding a copper coin in his hand, hesitating whether to bet on big or small.

He had won a few rounds earlier, and now he had more than forty copper coins in his hand.

Qin Chuan looked around and felt that the probability of getting a big one was higher this time, so he prepared to place his bets in the "big" area.

Just as he reached out his hand, Old Xu had already entered.

He was eager to place his bet, so he squeezed to the table, slammed the stolen coins on it, and shouted, panting, "I'm betting on big!"

The man's sudden arrival and agile movements caused Qin Chuan's hand to sway, and the copper coins he was holding slipped from his grasp, spilling onto the table with a clatter.

A small portion landed in the area where people bet on big or small, while the majority landed in the "leopard" area, which featured three dice.

That's the area where you bet on everything; if it doesn't come out as a triple, all the money you bet here goes to the house.

However, if a triple is drawn, the odds are much higher, ranging from 24 to 150, making it an extremely unexpected result.

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, then reached out to pick it up.

But at this moment, the dealer had already shouted "Place your bets!" and then lifted the dice cup.

Three dice lay quietly at the bottom of the cup, the numbers facing up being:

Four, four, four

Three fours!

leopard!