Chapter 17 Jester's Gambling

Yi Chen and Fatadio stood on the deck of the highest level, watching indifferently watching countless people coming to see the maiden voyage of the Duke of Windsor. Fatadio's trembling hands carefully held a cigar and pointed at it: "These people are really boring, they are just a ship going to sea. Where is there any good looking?"

Yi Chen smiled and said, "This is human nature. What important activities can they participate in? In the future, they will have some capital to brag and spank, which can show how different they are from the people around them. Maybe they think this can improve their status a little?"

Fatadio laughed and said to the red sun in the east, "Well, we will leave the sea of ​​dear old British lady soon. How about we go down to have a small game? Hehe, the boss doesn't allow us to bet more than one million dollars at a time. It's okay to have less than one million, well, how many of our small games can we play?"

Yi Chen smiled: "I'm a little interested, I just happened to get some pocket money." Yi Chen forced Kane and the others to play mahjong with him every time, and it didn't taste any good. This time he had a good time. Among his confidants, Fei Li was not interested in playing money at all; Phil, Gore and Kane were all rational people and would not use money randomly; Jester had no idea of ​​money, and he could eat and dress well anyway, so he could basically get through it; as for Chekov, he was a wealthy slave, so don't think he missed a penny to gamble.

As the whistle sounded, countless colorful paper confetti were flying all over the sky, and ribbons were linked between the people on the bedside and the hands on the dock, and then they were pulled apart. The half-broken ribbons fell into the water and immediately lost their original bright colors and turned into extremely dark and obscure colors. Large groups of salutes exploded in the air, leaving behind clusters of white smoke. The destruction and destruction of nature by humans was exposed extremely clearly at this moment.

Yi Chen watched more than a dozen private yachts wandering around the "Duke of Windsor" nearby, and couldn't help but raise his hand and aim his palm at the yachts. Fatadio made fun of him: "Ah, Mr. Yi, if you are Superman, you can smash these yachts like eggs now... Huhu, oh, superpower." Fatadio and Yi Chen laughed together. Fatadio felt that he had said a very humorous joke, while Yi Chen thought viciously: "If I really smashed these yachts like eggs, hehe, hehe... aren't you scared to the point of pissing?"

Groups of seagulls followed the cruise ship very skillfully. From time to time, seagulls were undulating on the white trail at the tail of the cruise ship, and there seemed to be a little bit of scale on their little paws. Jester, who was standing beside them, stretched out his bright red tongue, licked around his thin lips, and said with a tsk sound: "Are there any air rifles on the cruise ship? I really want to hit them down."

Philey quit and complained to him, "Jester, these birds are so cute, how can you bear to beat them?"

Jester shrugged his shoulders and looked at Feli, a soft-hearted little girl, I didn't want to talk to you. Feli was so angry that she kicked her, and almost waved her hand to make hundreds of icicles and smashed her like she was in her hometown.

Yi Chen muttered a few dissatisfiedly: "Sven, Sven... Here are all elegant gentlemen and ladies. Damn, don't embarrass me." The two of them were about to fight and looked at each other, humming a few words, and ignored each other. Jester followed Fatadio's two assistants to the swimming pool to see if they could get some fishy food. Yi Chen hugged Feli, sat in a circle of sun loungers with Fatadio, drank juice, and started chatting endlessly.

A young man wearing a sky blue uniform with a few circles of gold edges embroidered on his cuffs and a handsome face came over and said softly to Fatadio: "Sir, you have booked a private room, have you? We will leave the British waters soon. You can prepare for it. There are three guests from New York who want to play a few games with you."

Fatadio put a bill on him casually, waved his hand to him, and said with excitement: "Aha, American devils, no one can win money, it's so satisfying to win their money... China Yi, you, you have to testify for me. When I meet my boss in the future, I haven't gambled too much. I want these New Yorkers to lose their pants."

Yi Chen laughed: "Fatadio, dear Fatadio, do you have a grudge against the Americans?"

Fatadio said coldly: "The whole of Russia has hatred with them. If it weren't them, how could our powerful country suddenly disintegrate?"

Yi Chen said to the core: "But if the Soviet Union did not disintegrate, can you have such a lot of money now? Can your boss have the power to be so glorious first? Oh... Dear, everything must be divided into two different aspects. You hate the Americans that have brought your motherland into darkness, but the Americans' behavior has brought you into heaven. Is this really a strange logical circle?"

Fatadio was stunned for a long time, thought hard for a long time, nodded and said, "I admit that what you are talking about is the fact. If there were no Americans to make trouble, I would probably still be a middle school teacher in Siberia... But I still hate Americans, so I want to win all the money on them." It seems that Fatadio was very confident in his gambling skills.

Yi Chen said disapprovingly: "It is better to destroy them physically than to conquer them at the card table. Some people like to say that conquering your opponent mentally is the most wonderful thing, but I think that only by completely destroying the opponent physically is the safest. A mentally ill person may stab you, but a person whose body has become fragments cannot cause harm to himself no matter what, isn't it?"

Fatadio was stunned again, bared his teeth, and said in a depressing voice: "China Yi, I can't tell you, your words are always full of dark philosophy... But, we cannot destroy each other on the cruise ship, so we have to let them go to Beijing to watch the Olympics in underwear... If it was in Siberia." Fatadio's face was sinister and his hands were drawn in a circle: "If it was in Siberia, I would ask them to dig uranium mines, and I would treat these Americans well."

Yi Chen smiled and whispered: "Well, is the hatred between nations so strong? It's really unimaginable."

Fatadio was stunned for the third time today, and he moaned: "China Yi, I suddenly remembered that you are Chinese?"

Yi Chen's face became a little gloomy and he nodded and said, "Yes."

Fatadio tilted his head and looked at Yi Chen for a long time. Yi Chen looked at his clothes a little strangely. It seemed that nothing was wrong?

Yi Chen glared at Fatadio fiercely: "What are you looking at? Is there something wrong with me?"

Fatadio nodded repeatedly: "Yes, something is wrong. I heard that you are working with the Japanese? Strange, who is not very cruel to the Japanese? Strange, strange, are you really working with Yamaguchi?"

Yi Chen nodded, leaned on the chair and said, "Yes, your information channels are very well-versed, but... do Japanese and Chinese have some hatred? Well? Is it a hatred that makes all Chinese people hate Japan? It's strange, I didn't know these things before."

Fatadio almost fainted. He was already a little nervous, and a 'giggling' sound came from his throat. Fortunately, a crew member next to him saw something wrong, rushed over and hammered him hard for a few times before Fatadio breathed. Yi Chen was a little depressed and gave the crew a few large bills. He looked at Fatadio and said, "Dear, you must pay attention. Can my words make you like this...unbelievable?"

Fatadio snorted miserably, shook his head repeatedly and said, "Dear China Yi, you should read the modern history books of China. Oh my God, God, I can't imagine..."

It seemed that out of consideration for Yi Chen's self-esteem, Fatadio skipped the topic and shook his head and said, "Huh? You should have gone to the high seas, right? All those private yachts have returned. Well, we can go down."

The handsome young man just now had already come to this side. The crew members along the way greeted him very respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Second Deputy." Yi Chen snapped his fingers and said, "Well, I'm so young and I'm sitting in the second deputy seat. It seems that this kid is very promising."

Fatadio said sneakily: "Second mate? No, he is a pimp, a famous person in certain fields. If you are interested in a female crew member on the boat, you must be right to find him. He can even arrange some special noble ladies and you... Oh, God, I have no other intentions." He raised his hands and begged for mercy to Philee.

Yi Chen was too lazy to pay attention to the sour Fili and the Fatadio who kept begging for mercy. He thought to himself: "Damn, modern Chinese history? I am very familiar with the history of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period in ancient times...Modern history? That's about five hundred years, right? I really have to read some books about China when I have time, otherwise I wouldn't be like a Chinese."

In the VIP private room with a brilliant golden wall, three middle-aged men wearing fancy short-sleeved clothes and white beach pants underneath, holding three blond beauties who don’t know if they are their wife, lover or socialites. They are drinking champagne and having a few bills in their hands.

Fatadio walked in tremblingly, with a smile on his face that made people feel extremely uncomfortable. He stretched out his trembling hands, held the hand of the New Yorker closest to the door tightly, and said excitedly: "Are you Americans? That's great, come on, come on, Americans are all high-cookers, haha, the green US dollar bills are so beautiful."

Yi Chen smiled and looked at Fatadio's wet and cold hands, causing the American to frown, and he pulled his hand back a little unhappily. The middle-aged man with Elvis's long sideburns sitting in the middle pointed at Fatadio: "Mr. Fatadio? Uh... Very good, very good, my name is Bill, they all call me Boar Bill, Well, don't talk nonsense, we are all here to have fun."

Fatadio smiled, sat in the chair opposite Bill, and looked up and asked Yi Chen: "China Yi? Don't you give me a try? Think about it, these American friends are all rich people with a lot of US dollars."

Yi Chen smiled and nodded: "What are you playing? I don't know how to play poker, but... I can play a few games with you. I'm still good at dice and roulette." Yi Chen sat down with a smile, and Philee leaned against him.

Jester and Fatadio's two suitors were found by the crew, carrying two small suitcases in their hands, with a total of two million dollars in cash.

Bill's two bodyguards standing in the corner also carried a small suitcase, but this box was much larger than Fatadio and Yi Chen's box. Fatadio laughed and picked up a bottle of red wine from the wine cart next to him, poured a glass of Yi Chen, and then took a sip at the mouth of the bottle, as if he had become a different person, shouting: "Oh, dear, open the card."

The dealer arranged by the cruise ship was a beautiful woman, very smart and capable. She smiled and said, "Everyone, in order to avoid future troubles and disputes, you can check the gambling table and nearby facilities now. Our cruise ship guarantees that everything is under the most complete surveillance and it is difficult to cheat here. However, we do not guarantee that some extraordinary means may be used here, so I can only guarantee that I am absolutely fair. Is it OK?"

Fatadio said indifferently: "I'm never afraid of others cheating, just do whatever you want." Yi Chen smiled, took out his jade pendant and gently turned it around the palm of his hand for a few times, nodding. Bill and the others cared even more, drove the woman in their arms away and signaled to start dividing the cards.

Yi Chen's luck is very bad, and he is not very good at playing blackjack. So, although he can directly see Bill and the others' cards, Yi Chen, who is not very good at calculating the cards, still lost a lot.

But Fatadio was smooth sailing. He had good luck and his technical and psychological warfare were first-class. After Yi Chen's suitcase was half empty, Bill and his suitcase were all empty...

Fatadio rubbed his hands proudly, put his nose in front of the pile of US dollars in front of him, took a deep breath, and said intoxicatedly: "The ink of US dollars is really good, especially the US dollars flowing out of the hands of Americans. Oh, God, it's so wonderful, this taste is so wonderful." Yi Chen and Feli almost laughed, while Jester was chilling all over, as if he saw Chekov's slug again.

Bill's face was extremely difficult to see, especially when Fatadio returned Yi Chen's 520,000 yuan, he angrily slapped the table and shouted: "Are you two in the same group?"

Fatadio's eyes rolled up, and stood up like a trembling rattlesnake, and said viciously: "What do you mean? Are you unwilling to accept your money if you lose? We are friends, of course we are in the same group. Aren't you three wild boars together?"

The two bodyguards behind Bill and the other two companions stepped forward with a fierce look. Yi Chen quickly picked up a poker from the table, and flicked his fingers gently, and a white light flashed, and a blood mark appeared on Bill's nose. Bill was stunned for a moment, and Yi Chen gently shook the jade pendant on his finger and said with a grim smile: "Dear Mr. Wild Boar, if your subordinate is still so rude, my jade pendant will hit your eyes. Do you think it is your left eye or your right eye?"

The female dealer quickly separated the ready-to-handed Jester and Fatadio's two assistants and said kindly: "Everyone, this is the 'Duke of Windsor' cruise ship. You don't want the scandal of fighting each other to spread across half of Europe tomorrow, right? Please restrain yourself. Our cruise ship does not want something unpleasant to happen."

The second deputy led several senior crew members in and said with a smile: "Dear friends, the lunch is about to begin. Don't you want to enjoy the snails carefully cooked by top French chefs?" The crew members smiled and stopped the two sides who were about to conflict.

Bill took the people out angrily. When he arrived at the door, he suddenly turned around and shouted: "Tonight, there will be a boxing match tonight. Let's place bet again. I will place you...Fatadio, remember, I will place your bet alone. Mr. Second Deputy, I hope you can arrange it for me." Second Deputy nodded in agreement with a smile.

Fatadio laughed, and Yi Chen also laughed. Fatadio threw more than a dozen stacks of banknotes to the dealer and the second coupon, then tilted his head and held his trembling hands on the shoulders of the second coupon, revealing a smile that made the second coupon a little creepy. His face was less than ten centimeters in front of the second coupon, and asked him softly: "Dear, what is the wild boar Bill... doing? Are he so arrogant?"

The second deputy laughed: "Mr. Fatadio, we cannot leak any information about the privacy of the guests." The female dealer walked out with several other crew members with tactful knowledge and closed the door. The camera lenses at the four corners of the room suddenly turned 180 degrees and pointed at the wall.

Fatadio smiled and said, "Well, no, say, say, I really want to know!" He grabbed a bundle of banknotes on the table and stuffed them into the second pair's pocket.

The second deputy insisted: "Sir, oh, don't do this. We have principles and we cannot leak anything related to the guests..."

Yi Chen interrupted his words: "Dear Second Mr., principle and even chastity come at a price. I have always believed in this... Haha, give me all the information about Bill, you... can take half of the US dollar in my suitcase."

The second pair didn't act any shy, and smiled and began to escape the banknotes in the suitcase and put them on the table. When there were still fifty stacks in the box, he closed the lid and held it in his hand. Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Is that OK? Give us the information we want to know?"

The second deputy said without nonsense, and smiled and whispered: "His superficial information is the manager of a New York Stock Exchange, but some of our crew members know him. He is a senior backbone member of the family in New York, USA... Well, he comes from the Italian family, a very difficult person to mess with. Gentlemen, God testified, but I didn't say anything."

Yi Chen smiled: "Oh, are members of the American family of the Mafia? Dear, you can leave now, we won't leak your situation."

The second deputy opened the door and walked out, suddenly turned around and smiled and said, "I agree with what this gentleman from China said. Everything has a price... No matter how noble the ladies are, their chastity also has a price. I agree with this point of view very much. It simply covers all the truths in the world." He walked out with a smile and carried the suitcase.

Fatadio cursed in a low voice: "Damn, this bitch."

Yi Chen smiled: "He is a pimp, isn't he? What's the difference between him and a bitch? Tonight's boxing match...Fatadio, do you have any good opinions?"

Fatadio said helplessly: "Damn, if I had known that such a thing would have happened, I would have brought my boss's personal bodyguard over here. What a black market boxing, he is also a master. What a pity, it's a pity, damn, boxing is different from gambling cards, and I can't control it myself."

Yi Chen smiled, looked at Jester, who was jumping like a monkey beside him, and smiled and said to Fatadio, "Can we send someone to participate?"

Fatadio nodded repeatedly: "Yes, we can send boxers to fight with the boxers they selected. Of course, this requires advance request. However, generally such boxers are trained like hell. Where can we find such people now? Is it...Dear China Yi, do you have a way?"

Yi Chen smiled and pointed at Jester and said, "Jest is a good boxer, and he will be happy to win a large amount of US dollars for us..."

Jester smiled satisfiedly, and punched the three-inch-thick teak gambling table in the shocked eyes of Fatadio and his two assistants.

Yi Chen applauded softly: "Mr. Jester, tonight, you will be the protagonist. I hope you won't let me down? I will throw 20 million US dollars in you. If you lose, jump into the sea and swim to Shanghai by yourself... Of course, don't go too far." The last sentence was to remind Jester not to use power beyond ordinary people's imagination. Jester agreed.
Chapter completed!