Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Chapter 937 I Saw Him Cheating

The number on the last die was actually… 5 points.

"Impossible, how could it be 5 points? This is absolutely impossible…"

The fatty looked at this scene in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.

He had been playing dice for decades, but this had never happened before.

However, no matter how unwilling he was, the truth was right in front of him. He could not change it.

The onlookers sighed at the same time. The three dice had 6 points, 6 points, and 5 points respectively, adding up to 17 points.

Although it was already quite good, it was still a little dangerous.

"Sir, it's my turn."

With a mocking smile on his face, Lee Young-Ki slowly took the dice cup and shook it.

Like the previous two times, he shook the dice cup a few times and opened it.

Just like the fatty, the three dice were stacked together.

However, it was clearly much neater than the fatty's three dice. The top one was also a 6.

Lee Young-Ki slowly removed the top one, revealing the second one, which was also 6 points.

The fatty's expression changed drastically. His eyes were fixed on the die, not daring to blink.

If his opponent's third shot was 5 points, he might still have a chance.

However, when Lee Young-Ki took the second die away, everyone present exclaimed at the same time.

6 points, 6 points again.

The three dice were all 6 points, adding up to 18 points.

Best of three, Lee Young-Ki won!

The fat man immediately collapsed into the chair like a deflated balloon.

If he lost, he would lose 10 million.

Although he had a small fortune, 10 million was not a small amount to him.

He also felt that he was confident in winning the game, so he came out to challenge him.

He did not expect to lose so thoroughly.

The young man immediately urged, "Hurry up and pay up. You're not going back on your word, are you? You signed the contract, don't even think about denying it."

The fatty was provoked by his words and immediately glared back. "Who the f*ck wants to deny it? Do you think we Chinese are as untrustworthy as you Koreans? Wasn't it just 10 million? I'll compensate you."

After saying that, he took out his bank card and was about to pay on the spot.

"Wait a minute."

Ye Feng saw this and suddenly stopped him.

Everyone turned around and saw that it was a young man in his twenties. They were immediately puzzled.

What was he trying to do by interfering at this time?

"Friend, what's the matter?" The fat man looked at him in confusion.

"I saw him cheating," Ye Feng said as he looked at Lee Young-Ki.

The fat man's expression changed. "Cheating? You... are you sure?"

Everyone present was also bewildered.

"Young man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. What right do you have to say that he cheated?"

"There are so many of us watching, but we didn't see anyone cheating at all."

"Even if we Chinese lose, we have to lose fair and square. There's no need to go back on our words, right?"

"Yeah, since you lost, don't find so many excuses. Just compensate him directly."

"Why didn't I see that he cheated…"

Everyone was obviously suspicious of Ye Feng's words. They had so many pairs of eyes watching. They could not have all been fooled, right?

There was not much change on Lee Young-Ki's face, but the young man who was responsible for translating for him was unhappy. He glared at Ye Feng. "Kid, don't slander us. Which eye of yours saw my teacher cheating?"

Ye Feng pointed at his eyes. "I saw it with both eyes, he cheated."

The young man was about to say something else when Lee Young-Ki finally spoke. "You said I cheated. Do you have proof?"

Ye Feng glanced at him and sneered. "So you can speak Mandarin? Then why did you pretend to be mute just now?"

Lee Young-Ki stared at him coldly. "Answer me. What right do you have to say that I cheated? If you can't say it, it will be slander."

The fat man next to him hurriedly tugged at his sleeve. "Brother, we Chinese people have lost. There's no need to find excuses. I'll just accept the loss."

He thought that Ye Feng was acting shamelessly for him because of his compatriots.

But Ye Feng was unmoved. He continued to stare at Lee Young-Ki. "You deliberately shook his die just now. Then, when he was angry, you took the opportunity to slam the table, causing the number of the die at the bottom to change… Am I right?"

When everyone heard him say it so logically, they immediately became skeptical.

When the fatty was angry, Lee Young-Ki did hit the table. Did that change the dice number?

Did this Korean really cheat?

Before Lee Young-Ki could answer, the young man sneered.

"Let everyone hear this. What you said is too ridiculous. Who can change the number of dice with a bang on the table? And not let anyone find out? Do you think we're filming a movie? Only a fool would believe your nonsense."

Hearing his words, everyone immediately wavered.

They felt that what this young man said made sense. It was unbelievable that the dice would change with just a slap on the table. How could there be such technology in the world?

Ye Feng glanced at that young man. "If I can restore these few movements, will you admit that you cheated?"

Before Lee Young-Ki could speak, the young man sneered, "Alright, as long as you can do the actions you said, we'll admit that we cheated."

Everyone was excited. There was going to be a good show.