It is an acid test for a woman to ask the man she loves for pocket money casually.
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The gamble finally ended after Hanson had left. The square-faced man who had been indifferent to Brian earlier was now flattering him shamelessly, "Hey, buddy! I didn't know that you have such great hidden talent."
Sparing him an indifferent glance, Brian snapped his finger at a waiter. The waiter came up to him and asked respectfully, "How can I help you, sir?"
"Cash in these chips for me," said Brian in a calm voice.
After bowing slightly, the waiter collected the chips from him and rushed to the cashier. Brian didn't pay any attention to the square-faced man. Rubbing his hands awkwardly, the man then turned to his acquaintances and talked to them to defuse his embarrassment.
"Let's go," Brian said, taking Molly's hand after the waiter returned with the check and they left the casino together.
As they walked to the exit, a man sitting at the far corner of the casino looked at Brian with a strange joy. He held up his thumb and index fingers in the shape of a pistol and murmured a 'bang' to himself. As he blew the 'smoking barrel' of his pretend pistol like an old-school cowboy, one corner of his mouth lifted complacently. The look in his eyes was cruel and calculating, like a beast getting ready to pounce on his prey.
Brian and Molly didn't leave through the door they had used to enter the casino. They made their way to a row of stairs at the side. It led to the beach which they had visited during Molly's first visit to QY Island.
"So, who is this Hanson?" Molly asked out of curiosity.
"A disciple of the God of Gamblers," replied Brian as he glanced at Molly, and he smiled when he saw the astonishment on Molly's face. He continued plainly, "He is said to have been adopted by the God of Gamblers from a crowd of beggars. I'm quite curious as to what was so special about him."
"He must have great talent for gambling, right?" Molly interrupted, showing no interest in Hanson's past.
"Of course," replied Brian, "He's one of the two most outstanding disciples of the God of Gamblers. The other one is Chester, who has gone astray. Chester is no less talented than Hanson, but he prefers relying on his cheating techniques. It's said that nobody can see through his sleight of hand. His motions are too quick to detect even with the most sophisticated instruments."
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