Chapter 1297 The Young Master of Non-Chieftain

Tong Hua almost jumped up. He won, won, won. He jumped up and happily pulled the secret guard brother who brought the chips over. "I won, I won, it's really 4."

"Don't be excited, don't be excited, you didn't bet on the chips, your chips are fresh and hot, just out of the oven."

"Oh, you're so slow." Tong Hua took the chips and bet on 4 again!

The secret guards thought about it and said, "Young Master, this Russian roulette has probabilities. You are so smart, you should be able to calculate the probability. 4 has been drawn. The probability of the single number 4 in the next round is very small. Why not bet on the size?"

Tong Hua waved his hands happily, "Why bet on the size? The odds are so low. In gambling, luck is the most important thing. My luck has always been great."

Secret guards, "..."

In the second round, 10 came out. Tong Hua was very depressed. He didn't believe in evil. He felt that Tong Hua, who had always been pale, had bet on 4 for three consecutive rounds and lost. In the eyes of the little sister, this was a piece of fat meat.

The secret guards thought to themselves, "Miss the dealer, do you know this is the young master?"

He is unhappy, the casino is about to close, you are going to be unemployed, why don't you let him go?

The honest dealer killed Tong Hua six times along the way.

Tong Hua, "I don't want to play anymore, I'll change another one!"

He ran to play the slot machine. Tong Hua played eleven rounds of slot machines, but didn't get much, and was very disappointed. As a result, as soon as he left, an old lady ran to his slot machine and inherited his property.

Won 200,000 euros!!!

Ah, the whole audience was excited. It has been a long time since anyone has opened such a big prize. Tong Hua watched the old lady receive the prize with her own eyes, and she was depressed. Why, why, it was obviously the young master who raised her chances of winning.

Why?

Is his face so dark?

You can make money if you stick to one more round.

Very sad, very heartbroken!

The secret guards said, "Young Master, don't be afraid, we are rich enough to rival a country!"

Young Master really raised the probability of winning, this slot machine must lose money today.

"I want to continue playing!"

Tong Hua changed to another project.

Bad luck has always accompanied Tong Hua, as if it was deliberately against him. He lost everything he played. Even if he relied on IQ and probability, he lost miserably. He never won a prize even if he relied on luck.

It was sad that he didn't even win a small prize.

The secret guards thought, is this a home bug?

One hundred thousand euros were quickly lost, and Tong Hua waved his hand, "Change for another hundred thousand!"

He wanted to fight all the people.

The secret guards went to change chips, and one of them went to the monitoring room, took out his pass, and called out the manager. The manager was a middle-aged man, bowing and very polite.

"Have you received a report that a child sneaked into the casino?" This is something that all the casinos know. This child is not only rich, but also has very bad luck.

The monitoring center has been keeping an eye on him for a long time.

This is a little fat sheep, we can't let him go.

The manager said with a smile, "Although I don't know whose family this naughty kid is from, if he keeps gambling like this, he will lose one million. Wouldn't it be stupid not to make money in this casino?"

What is moral integrity?

Can it be eaten?

Is it worth 100,000 euros?

It must not be!

The manager was smiling and very proud, and the secret guard thought, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"When did the people in your castle become so upright? It's really scary." The manager's wife hid back and almost raised her orchid finger, which made the secret guard vomit.