Chapter 48 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

The cas.h.i.+er was counting the chips when there was a basket on the table. He looked up and saw that it was the kid who had exchanged 100 dollars.

“Exchange for the universal chips on the second floor,” said the man coldly.

The minimum universal chips on the second floor was 10,000 dollars.

“You won all these?” He widened his eyes. Although many people won money in the casino, there were also many who lost money.

However, there was only one person who won back such a basket of chips with the help of a slot machine, so he was a little surprised.

“I s.n.a.t.c.hed it.” Ling Jue stared at him coldly. “Are you going to redeem it?”

“…” Sensing Ling Jue’s displeasure, his body trembled and he quickly exchanged the chips for him.

This person looked shorter than him. Other than his handsome face, he was also very imposing.

He watched as the basket of chips that she had given him was poured into the machine. In a moment, it turned into a few long chips.

He carefully placed the chips in his basket and bowed respectfully to Ling Jue. “Dear Guest, I wish you a good time.”

Ling Jue walked downstairs with the basket in her hand.

The second floor was much quieter than the third floor. There were eight to fourteen people sitting at a table. It was very quiet here. It took a long time for a voice to be heard.

There were about a few hundred tables in the hall. The floor was covered with a golden carpet, and there were golden chandeliers on top of their heads. There were many empty seats.

“h.e.l.lo, sir. Are you going to play baccarat?”

“Yes.” Ling Jue nodded lightly. “Do you have a large table?”

“Please follow me.” They would help arrange the seats for unfamiliar gamblers.

They were all strangers, but they all had a purpose. Therefore, gamblers would have the habit of being familiar with each other. They would soon be able to merge with each other.

Ling Jue went to a new table. When everyone was present, the dealer began to deal the cards.

Other than Ling Jue, there were almost no other young men in the game. Some of them were men over forty years old. They all lost so badly that their faces were red and their necks were thick.

They looked down on these young men. They looked like they did not know anything.