Volume 651 The Casino Towner

And the Asian man on the opposite side seemed to be a different person at this time. He leaned back on the chair behind him, raised his slender thighs, crossed his hands, placed them on Erlang's legs, and faced the dealer. She pouted coquettishly: "One more plate."

From that one sentence, everything changed.

Qin Guan is like an old gambler for many years, his playing style has changed calmly and terrifyingly.

And because of his superb acting skills like a cheating device, the dealer on the opposite side couldn't see any flaws about the cards in his hand from his expression, and he was often misled by him when he was fine.

And powerful computing power and memory are weapons that Qin Guan can't explain clearly.

The stack of cards on the opposite table is getting higher and higher. Sometimes he just throws the smallest white chip, and sometimes it is all the players.

But in just a few minutes, this young man, who can only be attributed to luck, already has tens of thousands of yuan in assets.

As an ever-victorious general, there are naturally crowds of spectators, and the hostesses walking back and forth in the casino, after seeing these colorful chips, all want to go to this handsome young man who owns them. Squeeze in front of you.

"Hey handsome guy, do you need someone to roll your chips?"

"Honey, I'm free tonight"

Those chicks in dresses with very little fabric are partly for work and partly for sex.

After all, it's all about making money. It's better to find a young and handsome person who seems to be able to afford the overnight stay than to find a bald old man next to him.

I just don't know if this young Asian man can see a girl of their level.

But as these girls approached, when they saw this man dressed in ordinary casual clothes, they all took a few steps back in unison.

Girls in the high-end recruiting world are not the same as street-stylers.

They have a lot of time and spare money to improve their taste to meet the high standard requirements of some special customers.

Naturally, their eyes widened, and they immediately recognized this man who always appeared in their favorite magazines.

Because they knew it, they dared not approach him. In their eyes, this young man with a clean background who was revealed by gossip was no less than an ascetic.

I don't have the influence of the blonde three sisters Hilton, and when it was published in the entertainment newspaper, everyone just made fun of it in good faith.

If they dare to blatantly appear in the same scene as Qin Guan in their identities, unless they want to be famous and crazy, they don't even want their current life.

Otherwise, there is only one end, that is, shameless scheming girls, for the sake of fame and inferior goods, which is the most unpopular type of people in their industry.

Naturally, in this place of extravagant love affairs, Qin Guan's surroundings are now a bit cleaner than the campus of Columbia University.

There were only a few gamblers sitting beside Qin Guan, staring at him, as if they were looking at a ten-carat diamond, all of which shone with green light.

'crash'

It was another tilt of the chips, and the blond banker, who was doubled again, began to wipe off his cold sweat, and the manager, who had been paying close attention to the panoramic view of the casino through the on-site monitor, naturally saw the scene here.

"Need support from the past?"

As a casino, there are always one or two good players in it, as a way to detect whether there is cheating, or to check whether the people who gamble and the insiders collude to collect money.

Seeing Qin Guan's winning streak, as a monitor, his hands were itchy.

He could clearly feel that this Asian kid was not cheating, but was winning money with his own poker skills.

It stands to reason that all casinos in the United States will have a blacklist, which is full of well-known players in major card games, as well as some notorious old gamblers.

These people are not allowed to appear in open casinos.

But today's Asian man has a clean background. When he started to win consecutive cards, the manager of the casino had already collected his information.

I thought it was just a simple mention, but I didn’t expect that there are more than a dozen pages of news about this man on the Internet, but my boss read it over there with great interest, and even asked someone to go down to see if there is any high-tech information. Cheaters, all forgotten.

But when the manager heard the question from the ace of his own casino, he realized it, then raised his hand in embarrassment, and coughed twice.

"Cough, cough, okay, let's go and have a look, if there is no problem, don't worry about it, oh, by the way, it should be gentle and rainy, so as not to scare the guests."

The ace of the casino walked out of the monitoring office with a black hair. He is also a very elegant person. Well, he doesn't look vicious!

What is this called.

In just a few minutes, the ace gambler who stepped out of the down stairs appeared on the monitor in the lobby.

Without any pause, he walked directly to the table where Qin Guan played blackjack, patted the sweaty blond banker, and pointed at the dealer beside him.

"You change with him."

The direction of the finger is the Asian dealer over there, and as one of the decision makers in the casino, the two employees exchanged obediently.

Then he stood in front of the dealer at the table, and the sensor of the tiny device in his hand detected it by the way.

No, it's clean, the man on the opposite side didn't cheat.

That's interesting then, an opponent with good skill is what really gets this group excited. And the idea of ​​wanting to gamble with Qin Guan gained the upper hand in his mind.

Although for a casino, this is unreasonable.

But it's just a one-shot, the big deal is to set an upper limit so that the other party doesn't lose too badly.

"Let's change it too."

The boss's words were idiomatic, the blond banker stepped back from the stage, and the ace player stood in front of Qin Guan.

Human beings are very strange creatures. Their dancing temperament is outstanding, the fashion world is weird and alternative, and those who have been in the top position for a long time carry invisible oppression. This is an inexplicable aura cultivated in different environments.

So as soon as this ace gambler appeared, Qin Guan, who was opposite him, felt a different aura from him.

Influenced by the God of Gamblers, the Saint of Gamblers, and the King of Gamblers in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies all the year round, Qin Guan, who had never seen a pig run before, automatically labeled the newcomer on the opposite side as a gambling shit-shoveler. (To be continued.)