Chapter 722 Make them pay the price
Seeing Qin Yan knocking all the security guards down, the surrounding gamblers started talking:
"This Asian guy is so awesome! Not only is his gambling skills superb, he defeated Director William, but his kung fu is also so good that he knocked down all the security guards in the blink of an eye."
"Yes! It's true that people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured!"
"He can't be sent by the emperor!"
Under normal circumstances, it is not uncommon for a person to be among the top three in one aspect.
But at this moment, Qin Yan not only had superb gambling skills, but also had first-rate kung fu, which shocked everyone.
They felt that only the emperor's messengers could do it.
"They're all down! It's your turn!" Qin Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Peter with a smile, his eyes as sharp as knives.
Qin Yan deliberately didn't knock Peter down just now because he wanted to teach him a lesson alone.
Peter knew clearly that he was no match for Qin Yan, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed towards Qin Yan with a roar.
Before Pete could rush to Qin Yan, Qin Yan slapped Pete so hard that he turned a 180-degree turn.
With a "bang" sound, Qin Yan kicked Peter in the butt again.
Peter staggered and fell to his knees.
Qin Yan stepped forward, grabbed Peter's hair, lifted him up, and reached out to feel inside his trouser pocket.
Peter was shocked. There was a card in his trouser pocket that he planned to use to frame Qin Yan. If Qin Yan got it, his conspiracy would be exposed in front of everyone.
He immediately reached out and covered his trouser pockets to stop Qin Yan from digging into his trouser pockets.
"What? Are you scared?" Qin Yan sneered, grabbed Peter's pants and tore his pants open.
Pete's black hairy thighs were exposed, his trouser pockets were torn, and playing cards were scattered like snowflakes in front of everyone.
"Ah? Why does he have playing cards in his trouser pocket?"
"What's going on? He doesn't want to frame this Asian guy!"
"Damn casino, they can't afford to lose. They want to frame the Asian guy and then take back the money we won."
The gamblers who were watching started talking and were very disgusted with the casino's behavior.
Some people took out their phones and started taking pictures, posting the situation on their social media.
Seeing all this, Pete's face turned pale in an instant. He knew that everything was over. It wouldn't be long before negative news about the casino would fly all over the sky, and no gamblers would ever visit their casino again.
He would lose a substantial salary as a casino security consultant, and no one would hire him again.
"We want to protest! We want to complain..."
The gamblers were filled with indignation and roared loudly.
Qin Yan raised his head and looked at the monitor, then pointed in front of the camera.
He knew in his heart that the owner of the casino must be watching everything here.
Just as Qin Yan guessed, the casino owner Joseph was indeed standing in front of the monitor at this moment.
When he saw Qin Yan pointing it out to him, he almost exploded with anger.
"Pete is a pig. Isn't he an elite in the fighting world? Isn't he very good at fighting? Why can't he even beat a little Asian?"
"This month's salary must not be paid to him! I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"
Inside the casino, Qin Yan smiled and said to the onlookers: "Do you want to continue winning money? If you want, follow me!"
After that, Qin Yan strode toward the fourth floor.
The gamblers were stunned for a moment, and then they all came to their senses and followed Qin Yan closely towards the casino on the fourth floor.
The casinos on the fourth floor have larger bets, with the smallest bet being US$10,000 and the highest bet being US$1 million.
Qin Yan felt that only by going to the fourth floor could he win a lot of money from the casino.
In the monitoring room, casino owner Joseph saw Qin Yan leading a group of people upstairs. He was puzzled. He turned around and asked the people around him: "What are they doing?"
"Boss, I don't know either!" one of them said.
"Boss, are they going to place bets?" another person said.
After being stunned for a moment, Joseph came to his senses, his face turned livid in an instant, he turned around and walked quickly outside.
He wants to stop Qin Yan, otherwise he will lose the entire casino.
At the same time, Qin Yan walked up to the fourth floor and came to a huge turntable.
This kind of wheel is a robot lottery, which is the same as the lottery wheel in the game.
The turntable has a total of fifty spaces, eight of which are numbers, and the remaining forty-two spaces are for thank you for your patronage.
The numbers in the eight grids are one to four and six to nine respectively.
When the pointer is turned to one to four, it is small, and when it is turned to six to nine, it is large.
If you bet small, you will win if the pointer points to one to four. If you bet $10,000, you can win $10,000.
If you bet small and specify a corresponding number, say two, once the pointer reaches two, you can win $20,000 by betting $10,000.
The same is true for betting big.
When Qin Yan just arrived, he directly bet Xiao, and the bet was still one.
Many brave people followed Qin Yan.
Some cautious people were afraid of making mistakes, so they only bet on the small number instead of the one number.
When everyone is ready, the turntable starts spinning.
Everyone stared at the pointer closely, their hearts in their throats.
In particular, some gamblers who had put all their chips on their faces opened their eyes wide, fearing that the needle would point somewhere else.
As the hands get slower and slower, gamblers become more and more nervous.
Only Qin Yan was the most relaxed at this moment, because he knew very well that Murong Xuehan would "help" the pointer point to "one".
After a while, the pointer had slowed to an extreme and was about to stop at the words "Thank you for your patronage".
At this moment, everyone was heartbroken.
They know that even if the pointer doesn't point to the words "Thank you for your patronage," it will point to something else.
Because the "one" grid is too far away from the pointer, there are more than ten grids apart.
Sadness, helplessness, and anger are all reflected on their faces.
"Don't worry, the pointer will definitely point to 'one'!"
Qin Yanfeng said calmly.
But no one believed Qin Yan's words. They thought Qin Yan was talking nonsense because the pointer horse was about to stop.
But for some reason, the pointer slowly passed the words "Thank you for your patronage" and continued to point to other grids.
Although the speed was very slow, even slower than a snail, the pointer did not stop.
No way! How can this be? Could it be that the tragedy is about to happen again?
The gamblers who were originally heartbroken regained their confidence again and looked at the pointer with excitement.
Some of the gamblers even shouted loudly: "One! One! One!"
