Chapter 581 High-End Game [Asking for gifts and monthly tickets]

Are people like this here to give money?

Stop joking!

No matter how much we lost in the early stage, nothing changed until the last moment.

It was as if everything was under control and fate had already been determined.

And it has only been more than two hours, and we have won so much.

Gulu~

Christina's beautiful eyes revealed deep envy and a trace of confusion.

Money can corrupt people's hearts, especially in a city like Las Vegas or in a casino.

Many girls only have the mentality of making money at the beginning, but as time goes by, they will be eroded by money.

It's completely eroded. In this kind of casino, money is really the thing that comes into contact with the most.

It can shake all your firm ideas, especially since Christina is very short of money at this time and her mother needs medical expenses. Although the operation is still risky, she still has to give it a try.

Standing quietly beside Zhuang Ming, his heart was full of struggle.

There was a devil's voice in her heart telling her: "As long as she is willing to speak and dedicate herself, this mysterious oriental man will help her."

After all, Zhuang Ming pinched her chin before and was obviously interested in her.

At the same time, her good education and reason are preventing her. Praying and gaining sympathy is not something she is willing to do, let alone selling her body.

"Lone Wolf, you are so awesome!" A familiar voice sounded in Zhuang Ming's ears.

Zhuang Ming knew without looking back that it was Frank Martin.

In fact, I had seen him a long time ago, but Zhuang Ming was busy gambling.

"You're pretty lucky!" Zhuang Ming replied calmly without turning around.

Indeed, Frank was very lucky today. He actually won about two million in two hours this time, which was also a huge sum of money.

But compared with Zhuang Ming's, it's far behind.

The female receptionist who followed Frank glanced at Christina enviously. Customers like Zhuang Ming were very popular, rich, and very powerful.

But she is also a very good customer, very masculine.

Hearing Zhuang Ming's words, Frank touched his nose in embarrassment. When he saw Zhuang Ming's gambling skills, he was also shocked.

What else can this mysterious dragon countryman not do?

Racing, and now gambling!

Winning once may be luck, but so many tables are swept.

He knew that the people on every surrounded card table were not simple things, and these people were suddenly...

"Thank you!" Frank Martin suddenly didn't know what to say, and his gratitude for the genetic medicine finally turned into these two words.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Zhuang Ming's mouth, and he turned his head and glanced at Frank meaningfully, without saying anything.

Frank was a little confused and asked tentatively: "Is there anything you need my help with?"

"Help," Zhuang Ming murmured in a low voice, causing Frank to quickly prick up his ears and listen.

Boom~

"Here, pour me a glass of wine!" Zhuang Ming suddenly put the quilt in his hand in front of him. Although he was not facing him, Frank knew that Zhuang Ming was clearly talking to him.

For a moment, I felt like I was being teased, but I still poured Zhuang Ming wine honestly, and also poured myself a glass at the same time.

Frank wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know what to say. This mood was really a bit depressed. He picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, letting the spicy feeling flow into his stomach, and then he felt better.

Facing Zhuang Ming, he always felt a sense of powerlessness.

He could see it but couldn't touch it, and the feeling of never being able to clear away the clouds and mist really made him feel a little confused and at a loss.

Just when Frank was making random guesses about Zhuang Ming's intentions, the casino manager, under the instructions of several old men, came over and invited Zhuang Ming to enter the gambling game upstairs.

There is a clear difference between the place above and the place below. There are not so many people, and it only serves a small number of people.

Many people with status don't like to be too noisy, but few old men like to stay in the hall.

The most important thing is that the hall is really a mixed bag, with everyone there.

Zhuang Ming smiled faintly and nodded in agreement.

He was also preparing to drink some wine and prepare to go up. It would be better if someone invited him and led the way.

To Zhuang Ming's surprise, Frank followed him.

"Is this your friend?" the casino manager suddenly asked as he was going upstairs.

"Yes." Zhuang Ming responded lightly and did not look back.

"That's fine, please, sir!" The casino manager made a very polite gesture of invitation to Frank.

Frank Martin touched his nose in embarrassment, followed Zhuang Ming's footsteps and apologized in a low voice: "I just wanted to go up and have a look. The special gaming table in this casino is not accessible to ordinary people."

Zhuang Ming didn't take it seriously. At most, it was just a Jewish gang. Every casino has such a place, but this one is just a bit more sophisticated.

Christina held Zhuang Ming's arm timidly, looking a little flustered or unnatural.

Female receptionists must do this if they want to keep up with their guests and enter VIP rooms or some special rooms.

Holding Zhuang Ming's arm tightly, Christina's face turned rosy. This was the first time she had been so close to a man!

Frank's female companion, on the other hand, had a natural look on her face and took the initiative to show her kindness frequently.

That's normal. Of course, Zhuang Ming also felt a little uncomfortable in the girl next to him. The movement of holding his arm clearly felt unnatural, and he felt a little dumb in his heart. This girl really didn't seem to understand anything. He couldn't be

The first customer the other party receives.

Good guy!

It’s incredible!

I am really lucky, I just picked someone with no work experience.

And just as Zhuang Mingyang went up, several old men followed him with evil smiles on their faces.

"You asked us if we were too bad and let him harm the people above."

"This is fun!"

"That is, we share the blessings and share the hardships!"

"It's not our money anyway, it's none of our business!"

"Hahaha~ This sentence is the correct answer!"

When several people went up, no one stopped them at all, as if they already knew their identities, even though they didn't have a single bargaining chip in their hands.

Zhuang Ming was guided to a room that was not too big, nor one that would make people's eyes light up when they saw it.

Low-key luxury, you only know the value of this room if you look carefully.

In Zhuang Ming's eyes, these things quickly turned into numbers and were automatically converted into prices.

Tables, carpets, walls, bars, chandeliers, etc., everything. One item can last many families a lifetime, and expensive ones can even last several lifetimes.
Chapter completed!