Power of Money novel Chapter 682

He suddenly turned around.

A middle-aged man in a black suit and a red tie walked through the main hall and appeared behind the crowd.

"This is your first time playing on this table?"

After the middle- aged man came, he ignored the others and directly asked Jason.

"Yes, it's the first time," Jason said.

"It seems that your luck is not very good. Ordinary people will have a small winning when they come here for the first time. It is really rare to see someone like you lose five million dollars in one go."

The middle-aged man only glanced at Jason and then threw out a blue token on the table.

"Yes, it's small."

A million!

The red chips represented the largest amount of chips in Xinju City, which was equivalent to a million yuan.

And the feeling of losing one million just

after the man arrived was the same as losing ten thousand from the others.

He looked calm, took out a cigar from his pocket, and put it in his mouth, looking straight at the beautiful croupier.

"Exchange chip for me."

When everyone was paying attention to this generous middle- aged man, Jason reached out to call the waiter and handed over the badge.

"Ten million."

"Yes, please wait for a moment."

The attendant held the badge, bent down, and left.

Because all the chips in his hand had been lost, Jason did not participate in the opening round.

He quietly watched He Anqi roll the dice. This was a very beautiful enjoyment.

"Yes, it's small."

At He Anqi announced, the middle-aged man won four hundred thousand in an easy way.

"What the f**k? What's going on? Are you going to recite the words?"

The bald fat man lost the first round tonight, and his face suddenly looked a little ugly.

"How can you always win when playing with this thing? Otherwise, how could you lose so quickly when it costs 70 million yuan? Keep it if you like." Jason reminded him kindly.

"You don't understand. At the beginning, it proved that the God of Fortune had taken a fancy to you and could be chosen by him. That's where it is. Don't worry, it's just luck. I'm sure I'll win next time!"

The bald and fat man was not willing to admit defeat, so he staked another 500,000 yuan.

At this time, the waiters also changed the number and came over with trays in their hands.

Ten million chips, eight red and twenty blue.

"I'm with you."

Jason smiled and took out a blue chip. Tonight, it was the first time that he had been on the same side as the bald fat man.

"Let's get out of here."

"Yes, it's small."

At the speed of the beautiful croupier, the five hundred thousand yuan of the bald and fat man was returned to nothing again.

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

The fat man started to grit his teeth.

Although he had won for a whole night, so far, he had only lost the second one.

However, the amount he staked on these two times was relatively large. After two rounds, he lost one million yuan. It was nearly half of what he staked in a night. How could he not feel distressed?

"I don't believe in the devil!"

The bald fat man gritted his teeth. One million yuan was not a lot for him, but the premise was that he had not lost more than 70 million yuan.

"Bet on it again, big!"

This time, the bald man chose to fight back against the middle-aged man.

According to the law of two- way opposite sides, if the middle-aged man won two rounds in a row, the banker wouldn't allow him to win again.