The Modern Immortal

Jackpot

Eric wasn’t the only one who had a foolish expression in the face. The other two classmates behind him also fell into the same predicament.

“Daemon does really go out of the door and tread his step on. He could actually win so much money in the Game Hall. I have visited the Game Hall so many times, but this is my first time seeing someone win so much money in the Game Hall.”

“This is what’s called an i***t’s luck. If Daemon’s brain was normal, he couldn’t have won so much money.”

Chris and Adam were watching Daemon with a face full of envy. They wished that the one who had won the money was not Daemon but them.

“What does Daemon have to deserve being envied, huh? His grades are the bottommost for the entire year. With him neglecting classes for half a year, not only would he fail to enter university, he would also face problems in the future. Don’t tell me that you think these 20,000 game coins could let him eat and drink for a lifetime?” Eric stared at his two followers and spoke out of disdain.

Eric didn’t notice that he was talking with a voice mixed with a sour taste.

Although Daemon also noticed Eric and the other 2 classmates’ presence, and even heard that they were talking about him; however, Daemon didn’t put their words in his heart, since he simply didn’t have time to pay attention to them.

A few minutes later, Daemon’s vision locked to another slot machine inside the Game Hall.

Judging from this slot machine’s rules to win the prize money, it would need to swallow at least another 100 game coins before it can spit out game coins. But Daemon had long calculated the odds of this slot machine would give.

“100 game coins in exchange for 8,000 game coins, this seems to be quite a worthwhile transaction.” Daemon murmured and then unhurriedly stood behind the slot machine’s queue.

If Daemon had just entered the Game Hall, he would be reluctant to spend 100 game coins to play slot machines, but Daemon had won 20,000 game coins today and then received more than 3,000 game coins, so he simply didn’t care about these 100 game coins.

Since Daemon’s action had stirred up the Game Hall and attracted a lot of people’s attention, it made many people subconsciously encircle around Daemon when he began inserting game coins again; even Eric’s trio were no exception.

Regarding the onlookers who were standing in a circle and watching, never once did Daemon care about them. He just slowly filled the game coins into the slot machine in front of everyone, and then pressed the spin button.

At first, everyone also had wild expectations from Daemon, since they thought that because Daemon could win twice, and then he would be sure to win the third time.

But when everyone saw Daemon continuously insert coins into the slot machine for 20 times, and didn’t hear nor see any sounds, the onlookers gradually scattered.

“I thought a God of Gamble came here, but I didn’t expect he was also trying his own luck.”

“It’s because we were thinking too much, playing slot machines is, of course, dependent on luck. How the hell could it depend on skills to win? Otherwise, the boss would be in extreme deficit.”

“Bah, pretending to be so unpredictable, as if he’s like the God of Gamble’s reincarnation. Damn, I really wasted my feelings in vain.”

****

Upon hearing the incoming comments, voices, and complaints in his ear, Daemon's mouth slightly pouted upwards even though his face also exposed a trace of a teasing smile expression, because this was precisely the effect that he wanted.

He knew that amongst those onlookers that stood around watching him, not only were real onlookers there, but several employees from the Game Hall must also be mixed in amongst them. And they obviously wanted to watch as to how he used his tricks to hit the jackpot.

Along with Daemon’s repeatedly losing game coins, nobody suspected anything about Daemon’s jackpot winning.

But this fact also made Daemon alarmed, this Game Hall was obviously not like how its boss had shown the generosity on the surface. On the contrary, this Game Hall was very stingy and narrow-minded, and it seemed that the Game Hall’s background was even more complicated.

When Daemon had inserted 113 game coins into the slot machine, it finally exuded pleasant cheers, and then a large number of game coins sprayed out.

“What the hell, it couldn’t be, right? He hit the jackpot again?”

“How could he be so awesome?”

“If we also count the baldy who won the prize money before, this dude has hit the jackpot for 3 times today, this luck is way too ridiculous!”

****

After Daemon hit the jackpot, the previously scattered crowd once again flocked to his side and looked at him with burning hot eyes.

It had to be said that if Daemon's first jackpot was but only luck, then Daemon’s help for the baldy to hit the jackpot could be called a coincidence. But Daemon’s third jackpot’s hit definitely couldn’t be explained as only luck and coincidence.

“Big Brother, you are my Big Brother. Can you teach me how to play the slot machines?” When Daemon was cleaning up the game coins leisurely, the youth suddenly squeezed out from the crowd and grabbed Daemon’s arm as he began to beg excitedly.

Regarding this youth’s brazen and familiar behavior, Daemon subconsciously knitted his brows and was slightly of course he knew who this young man was, he was the Grandson of Jin Dong and brother of Jin Ning'er, Jin Cheng.

"What are you doing here, are you here to do, enjoy or for some other purpose".

Big brother, you really are something, actually Grandpa sent me to inform something and when I see you coming here I too join here. I knew that you are super strong but you are also this good in gambling, this is something new, please teach me too maybe I will also win jackpot today"

"Not today, maybe another time. So tell me what's the matter"

"Ahh you need to worry it's nothing urgent, you can enjoy yourself here after you are done we will talk about it".

"Well then wait for me to finish, after that we will talk".

"Ok"

_“I’ve won 30,000 game coins from this Game Hall. In the end, should I continue playing, or quit while I’m ahead?”_ After he exchanged more than 8,000 game coins in his hands for paper money again, Daemon glanced at the Game Hall’s boss, whose face was fully covered with a tense expression, as if he was falling into a tangle.

“Little Brother, this is my little regard, please receive it.” When Daemon had yet to make up his mind, the Game Hall’s boss— Jared —quickly took out a stack of paper money from the drawer and handed it to Daemon, with a face full of a pleading expression.

Daemon was frozen for a moment and then understood the boss’ thought.

“Are you insulting me, or insulting yourself?” Having swept the paper money on his hand, Daemon asked with a disdained tone.

It was because Daemon saw that the stack of paper money in the hands of the Game Hall’s boss was too thin, and he could easily determine that the money in his hand would be no more than 2,000 dollars.

If Daemon were to continue playing in the Game Hall, he certainly could sweep away the entire Game Hall, of which wouldn’t amount to 2,000 game coins, but it possibly could be 100,000 to 200,000 game coins.

But the Game Hall’s boss actually wanted to use 2,000 dollars to kick him out, which made Daemon unable to throw away his previous thoughts and vanish, and instead gave birth to a trace of anger out of nowhere.

“Brat, if you’re smart and tactful, then take our boss’ money and get the f**k out. Otherwise, not only must leave behind all the money you have won in the Game Hall, but you also must stay here.” Just when Daemon’s words had just finished, a gloomy and probing-like voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Daemon turned around and followed the voice’s direction and saw from the side a tattooed youth with sinister and fierce look was glaring at him like a tiger watching its prey.

There were also several punk-styled youths standing next to the tattooed youth. These punks’ haircut was peculiar as well as clad in exaggerated attire, and they faintly blocked the game hall’s entrance, encircling Daemon in the middle.

“Boss, is this your way to entertain the patrons?” Daemon looked at the boss’s face with a proud expression and asked in a sharp and stern voice.

“What? Do you have any complaints?” Jared sneered.

“I was thinking that I also wanted to quit while I’m ahead. But since the boss says otherwise, then it seems that I have no better options than continue playing.” Upon seeing the Game Hall’s boss’ expression that seemed like he wanted to eat him, Daemon couldn’t help but let out a sneer, and then turned around and walked to the center of the game hall.

Those few punk-styled youth were merely only blocking the Game Hall’s entrance, and they absolutely didn’t even expect that Daemon still had the mood to continue playing the slot machines in this kind of situation. For a moment, they couldn’t help but stand still and stare blankly.

Until Daemon had finally slipped into the crowd, Jared, the tattooed youth and the others could only reveal a ‘how could it be?’ expression on their faces.

“From what background does this brat come from? He really got the balls. How did I never hear there was such a character on the Emerald street?” Recalling Daemon’s neither humble nor arrogant manner just now, and coupled with Daemon’s words when he turned away, an uneasy feeling suddenly gushed out from Jared’s heart.

“Boss, the Emerald Street is our turf, while you and the City Council’s Public Security Division’s Chief Mark are brothers. Don’t tell me that you are afraid of a little brat that has even yet to grow his hair?” Having heard the boss’ whisper, the tattooed youth spoke in a disdaining tone.

“Who said I was afraid of him? I’m just curious about the identity of this brat. He can still talk and laugh even though he’s surrounded by us. Either he’s really awesome or not, but we haven’t heard of such a character on the Streets. So he is obviously one. Why the hell are all of you staring at me? If you let him take the advantage to slip away out of chaos, all of you get the f**k out!”

Jared fiercely stared at the tattooed youth, immediately straightening his chest, and then yelled his orders out loudly.

On the other side, the youth was waiting and seeing all these people trying their luck to win the Jackpot. When he got a call he chased him to the counter at the office, he happened to see the conflict between Daemon and the Game Hall’s boss.

Having eavesdropped the conversation between the Game Hall’s boss with the security guards, a happy smile emerged from the young man’s face.

“Jared, I heard that you want to deal with my Big Brother, eh?” Not waiting for the security guards to be dispersed, the youth then went over to the counter while smiling and greeted Jared with a condescending tone.

“Y-y-you… you are Young Master Jin, you honor me to visit my small shop…” When he heard someone was shouting his name in such an exceptionally arrogant manner, Jared couldn’t help but carefully look and size up that person. However, in the next moment, Jared’s eyes instantly turned wide while surprise and excitement covered his face.

Because this person’s background was really big, and even a few words from him could decide the life and death of Jared’s Game Hall.

However, the youth in front of him was usually very low-key, to the extent that only a small circle of people knew about his existence. Even Jared only happened to see this person a few times due to chance and luck. He didn’t dare to continue sizing him up before and was not especially familiar with this person.

But since this person greeted Jared on his own initiative, and also stared at him with a teasing expression, Jared absolutely couldn’t think how this condescending person would come to play at his Game Hall.

“Young Master Jin, you must be mistaken, even if you lend me a pot of gold, I wouldn’t even dare to deal with your Big Brother…” Recalling Jin Cheng’s previous remarks, Jared hurriedly apologized.

Jared hadn’t yet finished speaking his words but Jin Cheng raised his palm and fiercely slapped Jared’s face, “One thing that I really loathe is the kind of people like you who only want to win but can’t afford to lose to others. If others also opened a Game Hall and acted like you, then people could only enter and can never get out. Do you think we’re also some f*****g idiots, hah?”

Jin Cheng’s slap to Jared’s face made him stare stupidly, since he had never thought that Jin Cheng, who had been usually smiling like a youth from next door, could have such a violent side.

“Jared, you better listen to me, the one who just came to you to exchange coins before, is my Big Brother. What and how he wants to play here, if you dare to play dirty, I don’t mind playing with you.” Under Jared’s confused and puzzled eyes, Jin Cheng dropped his words before leaving quickly.

Upon hearing Jin Cheng’s words, Jared felt like he was struck by lightning, while that tattooed youth’s group was also completely taken aback.