Inside the "Fortune" casino, there was a buzz of people.

The God of Gamblers Gao Jin... Well, the God of Gamblers is here to win the game of Sic Bo, blackjack, roulette and other games in a row, killing all the heroes in the casino and abandoning their armor.

The beautiful dealer who dealt cards online had cold sweat on her forehead, and the banker's face turned pale, as if his parents had died.

It looked like a bloody case.

Upstairs, in the VIP room, Khalifa, Wen Xi, X. Drake and Mr. 3 Gal Dino watched this scene.

3. A silver light flashed on the lenses of Gogar Dino’s glasses and he said:

"I feel like if he keeps winning like this, something will happen."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Once the banker's psychological endurance is exceeded, he will be banned from the game, even if it does damage the reputation of the casino." Wen Xi said indifferently.

It is unlikely that the casino owner is committing evil, at least not in the casino. The kingdom's laws and supervision system are not just for show.

X. Drake crossed his arms and said calmly:

"If he is really some hidden top powerhouse and uses his brain crookedly, the only one who will be unlucky is the banker."

Having said that, he simply didn't believe that the blind uncle below was a top man with strength comparable to that of a naval admiral.

Any blind man can be as good as a naval admiral. When did an admiral become so worthless?

Drake: This guy is as good as an average lieutenant general, no more.

"Don't make any noise." Kalifa said in a cold tone.

Her blond hair was loose and she was wearing a black formal dress, which highlighted her tall and graceful figure. She wore black stockings and gray high heels on her long and fair legs, which made her look particularly sexy and cool.

At this moment, her pretty face was expressionless, and her green eyes were casually looking at the blind uncle below who was possessed by the God of Gamblers.

Unfortunately, no matter how much she observed, she couldn't find anything unusual.

There is no cheating, it seems that he is a superb gambler.

It can be seen that this person has good hearing or knowledge, but there are many people who master domineering in the new world, so it is not particularly rare.

Kalifa frowned slightly and said: "I can't see clearly... If he is really the person the captain is looking for, how can we recruit him?"

Wen Xi said with a smile: "What's so difficult about this? It's a piece of cake."

Recruiting talents is not easy, let alone a man.

This blind uncle is not a serious person at first glance. If he is so addicted to gambling, he is probably not too generous in eating, drinking, whoring, smoking, etc. He is all five poisons...

I don't know what he thought of, but a sly smile appeared on Wen Xi's face and he said: "I have a bold idea about this."

X. Drake shrugged and said: "About your bold idea, brother, I have a little immature suggestion."

Mr.3 stretched out his hand to push up his glasses frame and said: "As for your immature suggestion, the kingdom has a complete set of criminal laws."

Then, the three grown men looked at each other, and then, as if they had caught some secret signal, they raised their heads and laughed together.

Friendship between men is sometimes so simple and pure.

Kalifa: "..."

(???), what are you talking about?

It can be seen that this female secretary is still a bit naive. If Stuxy, the Queen of Happy Street, was here, she would probably have kicked her.

Under the influence of Wen Xi, the leading brother, 3rd Brother and

Among them, Brother 3 loves fine wine (a hobby of collecting), X. Drake loves to sing (actually he doesn’t like it, just to fit in with the circle), Wen Xi does not take drugs, but is proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling...

Below, Uncle Yisheng has won 11 consecutive games on the wheel, and the casino owner finally couldn't withstand the pressure.

He put his lifelong uncle on the casino's blacklist in public and announced that he would be banned.

From now on, apart from betting on predictions of the direction of hot events at sea, you will not be able to engage in any other form of gambling here.

"Tch, Boss Simon, you are no longer interesting."

"It's just that you can't afford to lose if you block someone so quickly?"

Some old gamblers who were more of a loser and had made a lot of money by following the trend were a little unhappy and started yelling and sarcastic.

Casino Boss Simon has brown hair, a long and hideous scar on his forehead that extends to his cheek, and a fierce look on his face. He looks like a ruthless character.

With a dark face, he glared at the uncle and the booing gamblers fiercely, and said harshly:

"If you are unhappy, you can go to the legal department of the city hall to complain!"

After saying that, he angrily walked away.

The gamblers could only complain unhappily and began to disperse.

The lifelong uncle who had been banned from the casino rubbed his nose in embarrassment, knowing that he had gone too far today. He would not be so public in normal times, but he had been suppressing it for a few days recently and forgot to pay attention to propriety.

"Can I still complain about this?" he asked curiously.

The old gamblers still respect this blind god of gambling, and someone replied: "Yes, although His Majesty the King does not like the gambling industry, as long as it is a standardized commercial activity, it is protected by the laws of the kingdom.

But don’t have any expectations. Casinos are also businesses, and they have the right to choose to cooperate or not. Blacklisting you does not violate any laws, just like a store."

"That's it." Uncle Yisheng smiled politely.

He didn't actually want to ask this, but the answer still made him find it quite interesting.

This is a characteristic of the Lionheart United Kingdom. Residents seem to have become accustomed to going to the city hall for consultation if they have any problems or troubles, instead of being patient, or there is simply no solution.

People here especially like to talk about laws, contracts, regulations...

This habit was gradually developed over the past few months.

What makes Yisheng curious is that the swordsman Lane is mysterious and often disappears. He doesn't have much time to deal with government affairs and meet with ministers. So how does he ensure that this set of laws is promoted and implemented in an orderly manner?

It shouldn't be so efficient just to recruit staff and related professionals.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! With a lot of doubts in his heart, Uncle Yisheng strolled out of the casino door, but he was stopped by Wen Xi and Kalifa after only taking a few steps.

He held the staff and knife and said in a somewhat puzzled tone: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

If the boss of the casino is looking for trouble because he makes too much money, he should not feel a trace of hostility or malice.

"Sir, His Majesty the King would like to meet with you. If it is convenient, please come with me." Kalifa said politely.

After saying that, she led the way with high heels and a faster pace. Although the other party seemed invisible, she was sure that he could keep up accurately and would not refuse the invitation.

"King?" Uncle Yi's face changed slightly, as if he was quite surprised.

Hongye Island, His Majesty the King can only be the famous bloodthirsty swordsman.

Why did the other party notice him? Do you see him or not? What do you want to talk about when you invite him?

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and after hesitating for a moment, he picked up his staff and knife and followed the woman in front of him.

Although meeting the Demon King would be a bit troublesome and risky, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity. He did have many questions in his mind to ask the young man.

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At night, at half past ten, a bright crescent moon hung outside the window.

In the center of the commercial street, the private room of Hongye Hotel is brightly lit.

The round dining table was covered with a clean tablecloth. The uncle was sitting on the side by the window, with a large bowl of steaming hot mushroom beef noodles in front of him.

Although this five-star commercial hotel in the city center offers a variety of delicacies, he seems to have a special liking for ramen, or he advocates frugality in life and only ordered a bowl of ramen.

Ren was wearing a small blue suit and sat across from Yisheng. On the table was a medium-rare steak, with mushrooms, potatoes, broccoli, cherry tomatoes and other fresh vegetables as side dishes for the steak.

"Your Majesty the King..."

"No need to be polite, just call Ren."

"Okay, Mr. Ren, how did you notice me?" Uncle Yisheng picked up a string of noodles with chopsticks and asked in a curious tone.

He thought to himself that he was very low-key. He had been on Hongye Island for more than a week and had not fought with anyone. Naturally, he had not demonstrated his abilities.

"It's a secret."

Ren sliced ​​the steak leisurely with his dining knife and said, "I won't explain this. Anyway, I know that there is a person like you, and I know your fighting power and abilities fairly well."

"All right."

When the uncle heard this perfunctory answer, he was a little speechless.

I just know it, but I don’t explain it. This kind of answer will probably stifle the curious person to death.

He realized that the other party was probably someone who didn't like beating around the bush and being polite, so he asked straight to the point:

"Are you trying to recruit me?"

"Of course, top experts like you are rare at sea." Renn nodded.

"That's ridiculous."

Yisheng suddenly opened his eyes, revealing the whites of his eyes. The white eyes that had lost sight looked scary. At this moment, his aura completely changed, from being ordinary to being as unpredictable and majestic as a dangerous peak.

But Ren was indifferent, just looking forward to the breeze blowing on his face.

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To be continued...