Chapter 8 (1/2)

Around the gambling table, people dare not breathe.

In the past, they still had the courage to sneer, but now, the young man alone has thrown out more than 110 million. Can such a rich man have a bag in his head?

The more than 100 million chips, like bricks, hit them hard in the face, making them black and blue and speechless.

How much can the casino make in a month? With the economic level of Binshi, it will be 100 million or 200 million a month!

Some of the people who had just started to clamor fiercely now were worried and worried. They took a look at Li Yefeng and thought, ”do you want to leave now?”? Anyway, there are so many people talking, this young man should not remember himself.

But the gamblers' psychology makes them want to stay and see the final result.

There are too many people with tangled faces.

However, no matter how tangled they are, Li Yefeng doesn't care. He takes a deep look at Wang Meng and dares to win? It seems that I underestimated Wang Meng.

”Go ahead.” Li Yefeng's tone is flat, and he doesn't care that he has been losing money.

”One three five... Small.” He Guan's heart twitched for a moment. Even though he knew that the result was deliberately controlled by him, he still couldn't control his mood. He took a hard swallow and looked at Meng Ge with some fear. He won 100 million yuan. Meng Ge, do you really want to continue?

Wang Meng's face is as black as charcoal. He is really angry now. Is he embarrassed? Anyone who knows can see how embarrassed he is at the moment! It's hard to ride a tiger!

Now, he just wants Li Yefeng to stop and admit defeat. If he really wants to continue, he can't hold on any longer.

Next, will Li Yefeng exchange one billion chips?

”Boy...” Wang Meng wanted to threaten him, but Li Yefeng ignored him, took out a bank card from his arms, threw it to Qin Wu, and said: ”go, change one billion chips.”

“...”

The whole casino is quiet.

Even those gamblers who are still crazy on the table are shocked to wake up at the moment, billion... Billion?!

Are you crazy? A billion, not ten!

Gollum.

In addition to Qin Wu's footsteps, the only sound left in the casino was the swallowing of onlookers. They had to admit that they were scared.

This is Binshi, Binshi! When is it that someone in hamashi will bet a billion?

Yan Fengwen's face also changed dramatically. He was trembling in his heart. One billion yuan, his own working capital? Not a bank loan? It's going to be a hell of a big deal!

He looked at Li Yefeng with a calm face in horror. There was an inexplicable chill in his heart. Li Yefeng was very calm from beginning to end, and he didn't take money as money.

What is it? He also wanted to say that it was a fake, but Li Yefeng took it out to be 1.1 billion

Wang Meng's breath also increased for several minutes. He stared at the young man in front of him darkly. Since his debut, the degree of embarrassment today can be ranked in the top three of his life experience.

When Qin Wu took over the chips representing one billion, Wang Meng's heart trembled!

Yan Fengwen retreated quietly. He came to the code exchange area and asked in a deep voice, ”has he paid all the money?”

The little brother swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded: ”paid off, brother Wen, not a hair...”

Yan Fengwen's face became more ugly in a moment, and even had a certain iron blue color. This time, he was in great trouble.

He quickly returned to the gambling table around, Wang Meng just looked at him, he made a wink, Wang Meng's heart more heavy three points.

Li Yefeng smiles, and then he puts a few stacks of chips on the big one.

”500 million, bet big.” Li Yefeng looks at Wang Meng indifferently. If he has the ability, he will continue to play with you.

The corner of Wang Meng's eye jumped fiercely. He didn't speak. He hesitated and continued to win? He is afraid that if he continues to win, it will burst his heart.

A billion, more?

Many, but not many.

His gambling house can make a profit of about 100 million yuan a month, which is just a year's time for the gambling house.

But he doesn't get all of it in his pocket. He has to share it with many people.

What's really in his pocket is only 10 million, 20 million, billion. He needs to operate for five or six years to make money. It seems that there are more.

Many people around the gambling table are red faced, and some even cover their hearts. It's estimated that they haven't seen so much money in their lives!

Looking at the chips on the gambling table, their eyes were red.

”Hoo --” Wang Meng clenched his fist. He didn't dare to follow. Is it a shame? Shame, of course.