Thousand Tricks of the God of Gambling

Episode 1's

On the day my uncle kicked me out of the house, I first bowed respectfully to my aunt first, and thanked her for her upbringing during these few years. Then I told my uncle, if he dared to hurt my aunt again, I would definitely kill him.

My name is Six, and ever since I was born, my parents entrusted me to my aunt.

At first, my uncle was very kind to me.

Of course, not because he likes me.

My parents would sometimes send her money as a token of gratitude to her and my aunt for taking care of me.

The money given was huge, so whenever my uncle was drunk, he would happily call me his dairy cow.

I was young and didn't know what my parents were doing.

One day, one summer, when I was six years old, my father came home.

But he did not come home on foot, but rather lifted people home.

My father was on a stretcher with both arms and both legs missing.

The white gauze wrapped on his body was also already completely red due to the blood that was soaking.

By then, my father was already dying.

In his last days, he only left a sentence for me.

"Be an ordinary person, live simply, and never engage in gambling!"

That day, I shed all my tears.

From that day on, I never smiled again.

After my father died, my mother never showed up again.

Without the money they usually send, my uncle treats me worse and worse.

From the beginning of the insults, to the end of violence.

And my older cousin, who was five years older than me, Daniel, did it too.

I remember vividly, over the years they beat me 2436 times, kicked me 3487 times, and beat me 2329 times.

The number of lashes and sticks thrown at me was also 336 times.

If none of my aunts had protected me, I might have been beaten to death by now.

I hate and have a grudge against them.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have remembered it so clearly.

At that moment, I did not know how to fight back, not daring to retaliate against them.

But I can even learn to take a hit.

When I got kicked out of the house, I didn't become a bum. I followed Mr. Seis.

Mr. Seis is not his real name, he never told me his real name.

I called him Mr. Seis, because after he found out my name was Six, he told me to call him that.

He came to our little town two years after my father's death.

When I met him, he told me that he was the greatest magician in the world.

And he was willing to teach me all his knowledge.

It is true that his magic is stunning.

Playing cards, mahjong, dice, and Pai Gow, they flew over his hands, they appeared to vanish at will in varying numbers mysteriously.

That's why, ever since I was seven, I started to study "junk".

Mr. Seis is a person who really likes freedom.

Every day other than watching my "junk" training, he would drink and have fun, and go find women.

It seems like he has an unusual obsession with women.

Even when he was already over sixty, every night he still went to seek entertainment.

The busiest time was when she took care of three women in one night.

Mr. Seis has also been looking for a woman for me.

They were young, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Their filled faces were dressed in thick makeup.

When they put on a 'business' smile seduced me while taking off one by one their clothes.

I'm just throwing out a word, "Go."

It's not that I don't like women, it's just that I don't like women like that.

My woman must be meek, obedient, and loyal. They have to rely on me and treat me like a king.

However, one day a woman lying in my arms sweating told me.

Actually "King" in playing cards that have the meaning of joker.

On my twentieth birthday, Mr. Seis took me to the Moonriver Shop.

It was the best restaurant in our city.

Inside the retro room, Mr. Seis smokes with a hornbill made of gold sandalwood. With her gray hair, she was still so relaxed and free.

"Pour the wine there..."

The blue-white porcelain bottle contained wine that had been fermented for thirty years.

The wine was poured into an emerald green bowl, and its fragrant aroma filled the room.

"Six, how long have you been with me?"

After sucking the hull, Mr. Seis threw out the smoke and asked me.

"Thirteen years, two months, twenty-two days!"

"What have I taught you?"

"Fraud!"

"What is cheating for?"

"To deceive others and achieve the purpose of deception!"

Mr. Seis nodded his head slightly.

He seemed satisfied with my answer.

After moving the hull slowly, Mr. Seis raised the wine bowl and said to me.

"After you drink this wine, you pass! From now on, you don't have to follow me anymore..."

I knew this day would come someday.

I didn't expect it to happen on my twentieth birthday.

The thirty-year-old wine made my throat burn, a hot sensation also rose from the stomach to the top of the head.

Putting down the wine bowl, Mr. Seis continued saying.

"Six, remember this. What you learn is professional cheating techniques. From now on, you are a Blue Master!"

This Blue Master refers to all gambling fraudsters.

As long as you gamble, you are already in the gambling circle.

I thought back to my father's words before he died telling me to be a commoner and never touch gambling.

But I did not expect at all, a few years later, I could-be a gambling fraud.

Maybe this world is indeed a lot of something that is beyond expectations.

"Six, I'm asking you again, you want to be the boss or the boys?"

"So boss!"

In this world there can be no one who volunteered to be a member.

"Good, if you want to be the boss, I want you to use everything you've learned in a dozen years to get the gambling community to recognize your name Six in three years!"

Three years?

Can I do it?

I'm a little confused.

Although I have been to a number of gambling establishments and casinos with Mr. Seis for several years.

But I never tried my skills.

But I still agree.

Mr. Seis once told me, that the most challenging part of being a fraudster is not his technique but his mentality.

The point is whether you can fully use everything you learn in front of thousands of people.

"Well, from now on, you will explore this gambling world on your own!"

Mr. Seis' tone sounded light.

But in his view, I could still see reluctance.

"Where is this world of gambling? Where's where?"

I looked out the window, confused and muttered softly.

"Out there is his world!"