Chapter 311 No One Dares Deny Me
Callum thought well. With the dice cup that could cause a sensation in his hand, he couldn't possibly lose. So, he naturally wouldn't give up this opportunity to earn one billion US dollars.
"Are you sure about betting on the multiplier of 345?" Callum looked at William and asked with a cold smile. At the same time, he discreetly flicked the small mechanism with his pinky, causing all three dice in the cup to change their numbers to one.
"Yes, I'm sure," William nodded and replied. While speaking, he pressed his hand on the gambling table, gathering his superpower in his palm. With a forceful push onto the table, an invisible force transmitted to the dice cup, causing the base of the cup to tremble. The three dice inside returned to the numbers of 345.
At this moment, Callum was completely smug and didn't notice that the dice in the cup had changed back to 345.
"Now that you've made up your mind, I'll reveal the result. Don't blame me if you lose. You did this voluntarily," Callum shouted excitedly and opened the dice cup, revealing the numbers of the three dice inside.
345. William hit the multiplier once again!
Seeing this, all the gamblers in the room were shocked once again. They looked at the numbers on the three dice in the cup with disbelief on their faces. And when Callum lowered his head to look, he was shocked to find that the numbers on the three dice in the cup were indeed 345. He was deeply shaken in his heart.
"How is it possible? How did it change back to 345?" Callum felt a chill running down his back. It was supposed to be a sure-win game, so how did he lose?
His face suddenly turned pale, sweat forming on his forehead. He realized that the situation was serious. After all, the Night Pearl was his family heirloom, and if he lost it to someone else, his father would probably kill him.
As for the onlookers, they were all excited.
"Oh my god, hitting the multiplier again! This time, I've earned 1.7 billion US dollars!"
"Such a huge profit! Making 1.7 billion US dollars overnight. How lucky can one be?"
"Amazing, this is the largest bet I've ever seen."
Callum's eyes were filled with disbelief.
After carefully examining the dice cup, there was no problem at all. The mechanism was intact, but how did the dice revert back to 345? However, no matter how much he studied, Callum would never have guessed that William had used his superpower to vibrate the dice cup's base.
"Mr. Bell, you've lost. The eternal night pearl in your house is now mine!" William said with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Nonsense! This round doesn't count, let's start again." How could Callum willingly admit defeat? He was always the one scheming against others; there was no way he would let someone scheme against him.
"You're trying to cheat, aren't you? Everyone present can testify for me," William said calmly, his gaze indifferent. He wasn't afraid of Callum's tricks. With his current mastery level, it would be a piece of cake to take someone away from here.
"So, what if they testify? Do you really think you can leave this casino today?” Callum, unable to deny any further, resorted to violence. His expression turned menacing.
Seeing this, the gambling spectators retreated in fear, shaking their heads and sighing at William, who had incredible luck.
"After winning so much money, there's no way the Bell family would let him go!"
"This is the end!"
"It's such a pity! Why would anyone dare to gamble on the Bell family's heirloom? No one would agree to that."
Many people felt sorry for William.
"Let me ask you one more time, are you sure you want to cheat?" William's gaze became icy cold, a hint of murderous intent in his tone.
"What can you do even if I cheat? Let me tell you, today you won't be leaving here." Callum arrogantly replied.
While he spoke, seven or eight muscular thugs surrounded William.
"Haha, teach this bastard a lesson, he actually dares to take the Bell family's night pearl." Seeing Ezekiel and his men approaching, Callum excitedly shouted.
The gamblers inside the casino immediately distanced themselves, seeming to know Ezekiel and his subordinates.
"It's over, Ezekiel is here. This guy is as good as dead."
After Ezekiel and his men surrounded William, he spoke arrogantly.
"So, you want Mr. Bell's night pearl? You've got some nerve! Let me show you how I'll teach you a lesson."
As Ezekiel waved his hand, his seven subordinates pounced on William like a pack of wolves. The crowd of onlookers thought William was done for this time, but the result surprised them.
With a casual punch, William knocked down one person, followed by a kick that brought another thug down. In the blink of an eye, all seven of Ezekiel's subordinates lay writhing on the ground, groaning in pain.
The spectators were once again left speechless.
"What's going on? What just happened? That guy's speed was too fast. I didn't even see him move, and all seven of Ezekiel's subordinates were down on the ground."
"Impressive, impressive, this bastard seems really powerful."
The group of gamblers watched with a spectator's expression, while Callum's face changed drastically.
"This guy actually has strength too; I don't believe it. He can take on a hundred people alone." Callum's eyes turned sinister as he immediately picked up the phone to call someone.
However, William didn't give him time to call for help. He went straight towards Callum. Callum clearly wanted to deny it, so there was only one option left – capture him and have his father come to redeem him.
But Ezekiel, flew into a rage and pounced towards William since William had completely ignored him.
"Asshole, do you think I'm not worth anything?"
Ezekiel was undefeated in the gambling den, and yet this person was ignoring him, not taking him seriously.
However, William responded with a backhanded slap, sending him flying several meters away, and after falling to the ground, Ezekiel spat out a mouthful of blood.
The onlookers gasped in shock, utterly astonished by what they saw.
"Are you kidding me? Did he just send Ezekiel flying with a single slap?"
"This guy is too powerful. He actually slapped Ezekiel away."
At this point, even Callum was scared. William's strength completely exceeded his expectations.
As Callum watched William drawing closer, he instinctively took a few steps back, fear filling his face.
"Come with me, let your father bring your family's precious pearl to redeem you!" William smirked, then thrust his hand forward and grabbed hold of Callum.
The latter wanted to resist, but was horrified to find his efforts futile. Just as he was about to despair, a man dressed in black robes, accompanied by a group of thugs, rushed over and immediately surrounded William.
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