Chapter 579: It's closed

Returning to the dice table in the middle of the week, it was like the hungry wolf entering the sheep pen, the weasel entering the chicken coop, and the gangster entering the shampoo room.

Soon the casino manager here was alarmed, and the chief gambler of the casino was also sent to gambling in the middle of the week, but the result...there was no difference.

The manager of this casino is an elm-headed man. He has to fight with midweek. In the last week, he took out more than 100 million won before, plus his own capital of more than 100 million US dollars, and more than 200 million US dollars bet with him. The result...not to mention how miserable the manager was. Anyway, the money he won in the middle of the week was enough to complete a treasure hunt mission.

The manager wanted to play Lai on the spot, but this time was the peak of gambling. The casino was full of gamblers. Seeing the midweek and casino masters doing it, they all ran to watch the excitement. So the manager didn't dare to play sideways in the end, otherwise his reputation as a casino would be ruined. Who would go to their casino to gamble in the future?

After the middle of the week left, the casino manager ran back to the back office with a hate on his face and called the big boss behind the scenes.

After leaving the Sunbird Casino, I went to the Sicily Hotel and Casino next door in the middle of the week. The manager here was very clever. After losing 30 million, he directly compensated in the middle of the week, and then the casino closed and sent it out in the middle of the week.

I'm upset next week, and said angrily: "What's this? If you lose money, you will close the door and everything will be fine? Then who should I make money?"

The fat man hurriedly comforted: "Dude, what are we afraid of? We have the ability to worry about making money? This casino doesn't have it, right? You see there is a nearby one."

There is a casino not far from a few people, the size is similar to the sunbird, the big sign at the door flashes with neon lights, but when the fat man's voice just fell, the neon lights suddenly went out, and then a foreigner hurried out and went straight to the casino door. It's closed.

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"What does this mean?" Zhou Zhong asked blankly.

Uncle Sam also said with a dazed face: "Maybe the casino is closed in an emergency, let's go to the next one, there is still in front."

So the group walked a block, and sure enough there were two casinos in front of them, but the two casinos seemed to have been negotiated. Yes, a few people just walked over in the middle of the week, and the lights went out again when the door was closed again.

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Several people are dumbfounded, look at me, I look at you.

"Ahem, why don't we go back to the casino just now? If that one is open now, I think I know what it means." Uncle Sam looked at the middle of the week with a weird expression.

There was a black line in the middle of the week, he seemed to understand what it meant, so he agreed: "Okay, then go back and have a look."

The group turned back to the casino just now. As soon as they came back, they saw the **** who had just ran out to close the door and poked their heads to look around. Seeing that the group was back in midweek, they were about to run back quickly.

"Stop!" Zhong Zhou scolded in a deep voice.

The gringy turned around in fright and smiled and asked, "Sir, what's the matter with you?"

In the middle of the week, he asked in a deep voice: "See what I am running? Can I eat you?"

There was a wry smile in the gringo's heart, you can't eat me, you are eating money! The previous casinos have said that your win is hundreds of millions of dollars. Who can lose so much?

"Hey, gentleman, how can I hide from you? I am urinary urgency. It is convenient to run back." The gringe said with a smirk.

It's weird to believe him in the middle of the week, frowning and asking: "I ask you, tell the truth, do you collude and close the door when you see me?"

"This..." The gringe suddenly became embarrassed, a little afraid to say.

In the middle of the week, his face suddenly changed, and he reprimanded in a deep voice: "Why don't you tell me I can go in!"

Speaking of midweek pretending to go to the casino.

The **** was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped Zhou Zhong and almost cried.

"No! This gentleman, I said! I said! Our manager received a call from the Sunbird Casino. It is really that your gambling skills are too superb. He can't afford to lose in a small casino like ours. You have a lot of adults. , Let us go!"

Several people in the middle of the week heard what he said, and they were all dumbfounded. They touched their noses in the middle of the week. They came to Vegas for the first time. How did they seem to be like a devil entering the village. Everyone who saw me closed the door. What is it called?

"Your Vegas casinos are too bad, right? They just close the door, such a big Vegas, there is no casino I can enter yet?" said in a very angry mood in the middle of the week. He came here to bet money. Yes, you can't bet money now, you say irritating but not irritating.

The **** hurriedly said with a smile and said, "This gentleman, you are so good. You are considerate and considerate of our small businesses. If you want to gamble, you can go to Venetian and MGM. They are big casinos, absolutely Let you have fun!"

"Oh? They don't close the door?" Midweek asked suspiciously.

The gringy nodded and promised: "They will never close their doors. They are all world-renowned casinos. If they are closed, they cannot be opened."

In the middle of the week, he nodded without understanding, and said to the gringo: "Okay, you open the door, I won't go in. But let me tell you, if MGM and The Venetian won't let me in, then I will come back to find you."

After hearing the words of the middle of the week, the **** was relieved, and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, if they also close, you will come back anytime."

Only then did he nod in satisfaction in the middle of the week, and then walked back with Uncle Sam.

It’s getting late at this time, and Uncle Sam suggested: "Boy, we don’t go to MGM and The Venetian tonight. Let’s go around and see the night view of Vegas, and then have a snack. At night, go back and have a good rest, and then continue to gamble tomorrow."

I think it’s okay in the middle of the week. I’ve been out to toss for a night, and today’s result is quite satisfactory. When tomorrow, the two biggest casinos are bloodbathed, I will go to find the secret base for investigation, and then return to Los Angeles to participate in the World Congress. .

The plan was well arranged in the middle of the week, and my mood improved, so he smiled and said to a few people: "I won a lot of money tonight, I invite everyone to eat supper."

The girl cheered happily, and the fat man was also very pleased, to the point that Anna looked at the figure in the middle of the week, and had some doubts about the identity of the middle of the week. How could an ordinary kid from China have such a high level of gambling skills? It seems that this person must be investigated carefully.

In the middle of the week, a few people went to the busiest section of the neighborhood, where there are many restaurants and specialty snacks. Several people had a big meal in the middle of the week, and then they returned to the hotel with joy.

However, on the way back to the hotel, a dozen motorcycles rushed over with a roar, the dazzling headlights constantly shaking, and then with a harsh brake sound, they directly surrounded a few people in the middle of the week.

boom! boom!

The leading white man kept banging on the accelerator and looked at Zhou Zhong with a grin.

I saw this big guy sneer in the middle of the week. Isn't this the same big white guy covered with hair in Paradise Casino before?