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Chapter 32
The guests at table five went crazy.

Someone recognized this young man as the one who just hit the measurement dice, and the expression on his face was completely different.

Out of thousands!Absolutely out of thousands!

It is impossible for a normal person to bet on such a result in a short period of time!

Even thinking this way, these guests couldn't help becoming crazy. Most of them lost to the casino, and now a big winner suddenly appeared, which was quite relieved.

Of course, more envy!
How good it would be if he bet on himself, and how good it would be if he had bet along... Among them, Zhu Qianghua was the most annoyed. He not only regretted that he prevented Gan Jing from betting four rounds, but also wanted to die because he did not follow him in betting... …

"How much is this?" Gan Jing asked the croupier with a pale face, seeing that the result was as expected.

The female croupier shook her body, glanced at Gan Jing bitterly, and said in a hoarse voice, "One compensation is 24 million."

"Fuck me, this luck! Earn more than 300 million all of a sudden?"

"Nonsense, this is not luck! Is this the God of Gamblers?"

"He seemed to bet 1000 at the beginning, right? He bet twice, and it suddenly reached more than 300 million? Get rich overnight!"

"It's not getting rich overnight! It's getting rich with two hands!"

When a gambler who just came here heard this, his eyes immediately turned red, and he won more than 1000 million with just two hands of 300 yuan?
Amid the uproar, Gan Jing said to the croupier, "Then give it to me."

More than 300 million, even with [-] chips, it can be piled into a small pile.

In the monitoring room, the big screen is constantly replaying the pictures just taken——Gan Jing stood at the table and chatted with the gamblers next to him, and then turned half sideways to watch the croupier roll the dice. action.

His brows and eyes were very focused, and there was nothing suspicious about him.

"Is it really luck?" A monitoring officer couldn't help but said.

"Impossible!" Another Gan Jing, who was staring at the screen, asserted, "It's impossible in this world to be so coincidental. There were only two bets, and both of them hit the leopard. Did you notice that this one It was three fours, if the gambler next to him didn't stop him, he would have bet three fours directly."

"Probably due to his obvious scruples, he re-betted with a much lower odds."

Yes, Gan Jing did have scruples. If he paid one hundred and fifty, the number of this hand would be 2250 million.

More than 2000 million!If you open it like this, you will be hacked to death immediately!
Gan Jing stood silently by the gambling table, hearing the noise around him getting louder, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Could it be that this casino can't even let go of more than 300 million?

Just thinking about this, the people behind suddenly gave way to a passage, and the waiters who were paying close attention to this side also shouted: "The boss is here! The boss is here!"

Gan Jing looked back, first surprised, then delighted.

To my surprise, the casino boss came with a group of waiters!

The good news is that senior brother Tan Shan is by his side!
"Senior brother, senior brother, well, you are here." Gan Jing didn't care about the bargaining chip, and took two steps forward. Now the senior brother is his backer, as he said just now, there is no problem.

Tan Shan nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand and introduced, "This is my good friend Zhou Xuewen, just call him Brother Wen." He pointed to Gan Jing again, "This is my master's new apprentice named Gan Jing, you Call him Little Jingzi."

When Gan Jing heard this title, which was obviously teasing himself, he just smiled shyly, and obediently stood beside his senior brother, letting him speak.

Tan Shan glanced at him, a little puzzled, this junior is usually not so quiet.

At this time, he caught a glimpse of people at the gaming table looking towards him from the corner of his eye. He thought it was because of Zhou Xuewen, the boss of the casino, but suddenly he felt a little wrong after looking at it. Why did most of these people focus on the younger brother?
And those waiters seem to be a little ready to move?
Could it be because of the money won by the younger brother?Isn't it more than [-], as for this.

Tan Shan didn't care a little bit, and embarrassed his friend Zhou Xuewen: "Old Zhou, what's wrong with your casino? Can't afford to open it? Then why are you talking about investing in Peking Opera promotion? Close it now."

This sentence is also a joke, and there is no response.

Zhou Xuewen turned his head and listened to a subordinate's brief report on the situation, then looked up and down at Gan Jing who was standing next to him - he was dressed in ordinary clothes, not brand-name products, and looked like he bought them from a street stall, with a crew cut. The appearance is average, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

He had a preliminary impression in his mind, and said to Tan Shan who grew up in a courtyard: "Tan Shan, you are sending me a great god."

Tan Shan was puzzled, and only heard Zhou Xuewen continue to say: "Yes, then I will take this money as an investment in your Peking Opera. Don't tell my uncle that I didn't give it away."

What a mess, Tan Shan pulled his junior brother, and said dissatisfiedly: "That's the money my junior brother won, it's only about a hundred thousand yuan, and you want me to send it away? Why are you so stingy, Boss Zhou? Boss Zhou ?”

Zhou Xuewen stared at Gan Jing with a half-smile, then turned his face and waved to the waiter who was paying close attention to this place, and then shouted at the crowd of gamblers: "It's all right, play as normal. 360 million chips, as usual Pay!"

Some of these gamblers were jealous, some were envious, some were eager to try, but at the same time they were all relieved.

At least the casino still has a bottom line, if you can't catch cheaters on the spot, then pay normally.

This is reassuring.

But Tan Shan couldn't let go of his heart. He jumped three feet high and said in disbelief, "360 million?"

Zhou Xuewen still asked with a half-smile, "What do you think?"

Tan Shan grabbed Gan Jing's shoulder and was inexplicably surprised: "360 million?!!"

Gan Jing was made guilty by his tone and expression, and couldn't help but argue: "You let me win, you said you kept me safe, senior brother, you are my real senior brother!"

Tan Shan let go, took two steps back without standing still, looked at Gan Jing and said blankly: "But I didn't let you win so much..."

Curling his lips, he glanced at Zhou Xuewen, who was in his thirties, and Gan Jing spread his hands and sighed, "You didn't explain clearly to me."

Tan Shan had a mouthful of old blood in his throat, and couldn't help but want to grab his hair.

What kind of junior brother is this?
He can breathe out smoke rings, go on stage, learn Peking Opera, and now he can even gamble?
What the hell, isn't it normal to bet? !
Won more than 300 million in one breath?

Is this a matter of letting him win?This fool can see that there is a problem!
Are you stupid or am I stupid? ?
I'll keep you safe and sound, and I'll let you win as much as you want, I...

Tan Shan was inexplicably moved. Facing Zhou Xuewen's half-smiling gaze, he knew that this good friend thought he had ordered him to bring a master.

But, God is such a master!

He, he is a security guard...

(End of this chapter)