Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 369: A Bet with the God of Gamblers of Thailand

Yes, because Lao Mo wasn't there, he won 100,000 yuan on his first bet.

Charlie finally smiled.

There was nothing wrong with his hearing; he was still the Thai gambling god Charlie Chai, feared by every casino.

Unbeknownst to him, Old Mo had already received a call from the casino and was on his way.

Charlie placed several bets in a row, totaling 100,000, and won every single one without making a mistake.

"Ha ha……"

Charlie guessed and laughed.

The two bodyguards who came with him were also genuinely happy for him.

Now, I can finally get started without any worries.

It's impossible to bankrupt a casino if you bet 100,000 on every single bet.

So Charlie started increasing his bets.

In this round, he bet all of the 600,000 he had won.

Unbeknownst to him, Old Mo was already standing on the second floor, watching him.

Charlie was stunned when the dice cup was opened.

Yes, he lost again, losing 600,000 in one go.

"this……"

Charlie was completely numb from guessing.

"No, this was definitely an accident."

Charlie listened attentively.

This time it won't be wrong, it must be big.

Charlie decisively pushed half of his chips into the big pot.

As a result, he was dumbfounded when he opened the pot.

It's a 233 schedule, and it's a small one at 8 o'clock.

Charlie guessed as if he had a telepathic connection, his eyes immediately searching everywhere for Old Mo's figure.

However, no, not at all.

Since Lao Mo isn't here, he has nothing to be afraid of.

However, after that, he seemed to be cursed with bad luck. He lost every single bet he made, not winning a single game.

In just one hour, he lost all the millions he had won at the casino a few days earlier.

Yes, he gave all his winnings back to the casino. If he gambles again, he'll be betting his entire savings.

Just as he was considering whether to gamble again, he saw Old Mo slowly walking down from the second floor.

"Haha, if I'm not mistaken, this should be Charlie Chai, the God of Gamblers from Thailand, right?"

At this moment, Charlie was a little grumpy from losing. He stared intently at Old Mo, gritting his teeth as he said, "Who are you? Did you pull this all?"

Old Mo laughed and said, "Do I need to pull any tricks to deal with a newbie like you? By the way, my name is Old Mo, you can call me Mr. Old Mo."

Old Mo spoke Thai so fluently that Charlie guessed he was Thai!

Charlie got excited as soon as he heard that.

"I'm a newbie? In Thailand, nobody can beat me. Not even you."

Old Mo wanted to hear that, and he laughed, "Alright, since you put it that way, how about we make a bet?"

Charlie guessed that was exactly what he was thinking; he was really frustrated by his loss today and wanted to vent his anger on someone!

"Okay. How do you want to bet?"

Old Mo smiled and said, "How you bet is up to you. I don't have a strict requirement for the stakes. However, I have one condition: if you lose, don't ever set foot in our casino again, okay?"

Charlie laughed as soon as he heard that.

He said, "Are you sure you want me to decide the betting method? Once I decide, you won't back out?"

Old Mo nodded and said, "Of course, whatever the betting method, as long as you can name it, I'll accept the challenge."

Old Mo was full of confidence; when it came to gambling, no one could beat him.

Charlie laughed even harder. He asked, "Alright. Let's make a bet, the stakes are fifty million baht, do you have it?"

Old Mo chuckled and said, "Don't even mention fifty million, even if it's five hundred million, I'll still bet with you."

Charlie then laughed and said, "Very good. Mr. Mo, it's settled then. I'll play bullfighting with you. Five days from now at noon, we'll have a fair and square bullfight right here, with a stake of fifty million baht. Our boss will also be there, so I hope you won't chicken out then."

"What the hell? Bullfighting? What's bullfighting?"

Old Mo was speechless.

Can you gamble on bullfighting?

He truly didn't expect that the dignified God of Gamblers from Thailand would propose to play Bullfighting with him.

Hey, what does bullfighting have to do with your gambling skills?

Immediately, a casino employee came to Old Mo's side and whispered, "Boss, bullfighting is a folk sport in Thailand. Each side in a bet finds a bull and they fight each other."

Whoever's bull wins the fight, that person wins. That's bullfighting. There are also many other rules for bullfighting, which I'll tell you about later.

Old Mo was speechless upon hearing this.

"No, what does this have to do with our bet?"

Charlie guessed and laughed.

"What? Mr. Mo, are you a sore loser? I've already come all this way to bring this cow here to bet against you, I've already suffered a huge loss. Are you going to back down now?"

Indeed. Cows are animals, unlike humans, they don't expend a lot of energy traveling long distances to get here.

That's why Charlie Chai requested the bet be made five days later. This was to give his cow time to adjust and recover.

In fact, he could bring the ox here in a day. This would allow the ox to recover for four days, making it fully capable of reaching its peak condition.

Old Mo chuckled and said, "Fifty million is nothing, I can afford to lose. Why should I back down?"

Charlie Chai laughed and said, "Alright. That's great. Now I can promise you that if you beat me this time, I, Charlie Chai, will never gamble in any of your casinos again."

Old Mo nodded: "Okay. Then it's a deal."

"Okay. It's a deal, goodbye."

After saying that, Charlie turned and left with a flourish.

Old Mo watched his retreating figure, utterly speechless.

Thai gambling god, you play bullfighting? Do you think you can control the bull?

At that moment, the casino manager also ran over.

"Boss, I heard you're going to play bullfighting with Charlie?"

Old Mo nodded, then asked in confusion, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Oh dear, boss, you've miscalculated! Do you know that Charlie has a divine bull that has never lost a bullfight?"

If you play bullfighting with him, aren't you doomed to lose? Where are we going to find a bull that can fight his divine bull in such a short time?

The casino manager said somewhat anxiously.

Old Mo understood this principle, but he had already made his boast, so he had no choice but to agree.

Anyway, it's not like he can't afford to lose 50 million. He'd rather lose than admit defeat.

Old Mo frowned and asked, "Are these fighting bulls so hard to find?"

The casino manager said helplessly, "It's not hard to find bulls that can fight, but it's hard to find bulls that can beat their opponents."

Charlie Chapman's bull never lost; you probably couldn't find a bull in all of Thailand that could beat him. That bull deserves half the credit for Charlie Chapman's title as the "God of Gamblers in Thailand"!

In other words, Charlie guesses that apart from being able to read dice, he's not very good at other gambling skills.

He was called the God of Gamblers because he trained an invincible bull.

This bull defeated countless opponents, directly propelling him to the throne of the God of Gamblers.