vncnus Chapter 138 Who exactly is the "fat sheep"?
Chapter 138 Who exactly is the "fat sheep"?
It turns out.
If he didn't use his ninja identity to cheat, he would just be an ordinary person with very average luck.
Moreover, due to his extravagant spending, the 500,000 taels were quickly squandered in a situation where he lost more than he won.
but……
To be honest, the moment I won the bet was really exhilarating.
No wonder so many gamblers are so engrossed in it and deeply addicted.
This fleeting sense of luck and joy has a captivating, almost magical quality.
Seeing that it was still early, Qingwu took out another 200,000 taels of silver and said, "That's all for today. I'll leave once I lose it all."
He was determined to lose and never win.
But as if by some stroke of luck, the dice cup rolled numbers that matched perfectly one after another.
The won chips were piled up in front of me.
As he saw the coins piling up, he became somewhat confused and could only grit his teeth and bet even more recklessly, hoping to lose all his money as quickly as possible.
The dealer looked at him with a meaningful glint in his eyes, and his dice-shaking technique became even more agile.
The surrounding gamblers also joined in the fun.
Some people followed his betting strategy to try and profit from it, while many more were waiting to see this "fat sheep" lose everything and leave the game.
After an unknown amount of time, Qingwu glanced at the time and suddenly turned to look at the croupier.
Damn it, this dealer probably did it on purpose!
Is the intention to attract another big spender to the gambling den? So, not only did I not lose my 200,000 taels this time, but I even won some?
The more Qingwu thought about it, the more convinced he became that way.
I was furious. I came here to be the "fat sheep," but I'm almost becoming the "God of Gamblers"?
He gritted his teeth and simply pushed all the chips and money on the table into the "small" area.
"One last bet, all in!"
The surroundings fell silent instantly. The dealer's eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers, which were gripping the dice cup, paused for a moment.
She had deliberately controlled the score to let the young man win some points, hoping to lure this generous customer to come back often, but who would have thought that he would suddenly bet so big?
Qingwu met the croupier's slightly flustered gaze and smiled coldly to himself.
This is exactly the situation he wanted.
He won more than he lost, which led many gamblers to follow his lead and bet with him. If the dealer dared to let him continue to win, the losses would not be able to be made up for by the 500,000 taels he had given away.
The dealer steadied himself and finally shook the dice cup quickly. The brass dice cup flew in his palm, making a crisp yet rapid sound.
Finally, he slammed his hand on the table with a loud "thud," and when he looked up, his expression had returned to calm: "Place your bets!!"
The dice cup was overturned, and the dealer shouted, "Big!"
A barely perceptible hint of relief flashed across his eyes.
The surrounding area instantly erupted in chaos.
The gamblers who had bet on the smaller bet were initially stunned, but then erupted into a deafening tirade of curses, slamming tables, cursing, and throwing chips—it was utter chaos.
Qingwu's face showed a timely expression of frustration and resentment. He slammed his hand on the edge of the table, cursed "bad luck," and turned to leave without looking back.
The curses and sighs behind him grew fainter and fainter.
He turned the corner of the street, a smile involuntarily spreading across his face, his eyes brimming with laughter. Damn, I didn't expect playing a "fat sheep" would be so difficult.
A total of 700,000 taels of silver went down the drain in one night, and in the end, they even went all in.
His "reputation" will probably spread quickly in the gambling dens of Tanabata Street.
With some money still in hand, Qingwu planned to stay in Tanabata Street for a few days, just in case Tsunade was nearby, he wouldn't have to worry about not attracting her attention.
The next day, Qingwu went to a different gambling den.
Tonight he changed his game, taking turns being the banker with other gamblers, which further solidified his reputation as a "fat sheep".
After leaving behind the legend of the "fat sheep," they left triumphantly.
The third day, the process repeated...
Day four, repeat...
Day five, the same thing happened... and then I ran out of money...
But someone came to "give" money.
Qingwu never expected that his "fat sheep" behavior would not attract a "big fat sheep," but instead attracted people with bad intentions.
That night, after leaving the gambling den, he pondered how to make money while simultaneously losing it.
Underground gold exchange shops have been his long-standing goal.
However, this "dark side" of the ninja world is not openly discussed, and since he has no connections, it is not easy to find it in a short time.
Just then, four figures appeared in front of the alley.
……
Ryuichi is a Rank A rogue ninja from Kusagakure.
He has three brothers: Ryuji, Ryusan, and Ryusei, all of whom are B-rank rogue ninja from Kusagakure.
While in the village, out of greed, she accidentally bit and killed the village's "blood pack"—a woman who had wandered to the Grass Village and was suspected to have the Uzumaki bloodline.
That woman wasn't his exclusive possession; she was the "spring water" for many Grass Ninja after they returned to the village from their missions.
Afterwards, fearing punishment from higher-ups, Ryuichi, a Jonin, simply led his brothers to rob a small clan and then defected from Kusagakure with the money.
Such incidents were not uncommon in the chaotic Grass Ninja Village.
Although the Grass Ninja Village designated the Ryuichi brothers and others as rogue ninjas and issued a bounty at the underground gold exchange, they did not personally send anyone to capture them due to limited manpower.
After more than half a year of wandering, the four Long brothers had almost squandered all their money—a life of extravagance is very expensive.
On the second night after Qingwu became the "fat sheep", the gambling-loving Long Er noticed him.
Over the next three days, after reconnaissance confirmed that Qingwu was just a young ninja with a slightly larger chakra reserve, but posed little threat,
The four brothers immediately decided to extend an "invitation" to Qingwu.
……
"You mean... there's a great place where you can have even bigger fun, and beautiful dealers to serve you?"
Qingwu looked at the four people blocking her way with a strange expression.
Long Yi was a middle-aged man wearing a headscarf. He turned his head and winked at his gambling-addicted second brother.
The shifty-eyed Long Er said obsequiously:
"That's right, only regular gamblers get invited. I noticed you didn't seem to be having enough fun, so I'm kindly taking you to play something more exciting."
Qingwu shook her head, saying uncooperatively, "I'm having a great time. Who knows if you guys are good people? I'm not interested."
Long San, the largest of the four brothers, looked like a butcher. He said menacingly, "You go well, my brothers won't make things difficult for you, otherwise..."
The youngest, Long Si, chimed in: "Whether you go or not is not up to you!"
Qingwu smiled.
Several rogue ninjas, used to running rampant because of their ninja status, even dared to mess with him as a middleman.
Seeing that the young Qingwu could still laugh under such circumstances, Long Yi, the leader, narrowed his eyes slightly. "Guest, don't be intimidated by my reckless brother. May I ask where you come from?"
As he spoke, Long Yi tilted his head slightly and moved his fingers behind his back.
Long Si understood immediately and quietly took two steps closer.
Just as Qingwu was about to answer, Long Si suddenly swung a large net at her head.
"Regardless of their background, secure them first, then ask questions."
Long Yi's cold voice rang out.
Ryuji and Ryusan, one reached out and formed a hand seal, while the other drew his broad-bladed ninja sword from his back and launched a surprise attack.
"Oh……"
Qingwu casually raised her hand, and a [Magic Arrow] shot towards Long Er, who was still forming hand seals.
She immediately ignored him.
Clenching his fist, he twisted his body and slammed it towards Long San, who appeared on his left...