Chapter 629

At the end of the month, the weather was so hot that people wished they could peel off a layer of their own skin.

Jingang City, like an oven, was still full of tourists from all over the world.

The beaches in the Bay Area and the Beach Area were crowded with people, and some bold girls were wearing cooler swimsuits, attracting the eyes of those teenagers.

They would occasionally tease those teenagers, and watching the teenagers make fools of themselves seemed to have become their greatest pleasure.

The long coastline was squeezed into a large bathhouse by these tourists, if they knew what a bathhouse was.

The roads of the city were also full of tourists. This might be the last quiet summer of the "world." As the Federation's plan to join the war became more and more obvious, several countries near the Federation also seemed to start thinking about the problem of taking sides.

This is also why, in addition to conscripting the Navy, a large number of Army troops must be conscripted.

Perhaps Congress and Mr. President have more ambition than people imagine.

But no matter what, people were grabbing the tail of the last quiet summer, wantonly enjoying everything here!

Crazy Jingang City, crazy beaches, crazy casinos, and... crazy bars!

From a glass of "naturally fermented grape juice" with ice cubes to "grain fermented beverages," indulgent revelry became the only theme of this city this summer!

In such a "midsummer," some people from Xiang Yalan and from within this state gathered in the hotel above the Jingang Casino.

There was still more than an hour before the meeting, and Zabri was sitting at the "Lanse Poker" table participating in the game.

There were already many Lanse Poker tables here, but it seemed that they were still not enough. People's enthusiasm for winner-takes-all exceeded everything!

As long as you can win once in eight games, you won't lose!

This has become the reason for almost all gamblers to convince themselves to participate in the game!

This time they were not gambling with the dealer, not gambling with the casino, but gambling with other gamblers. The casino would not participate heavily, and naturally, it would not cheat when dealing cards.

They had never believed so much that the dealer was honest, and naturally, they were willing to believe that they would definitely win.

Glancing at the cards in his hand, Zabri's gaze lingered on the faces of several other calm players.

The players who can sit at the Lanse Poker table in the casino now have already understood the essence of this game—

Intimidation, fraud, traps, this is the essence of Lanse Poker.

As some gamblers traveling here brought the gameplay of Lanse Poker back to the places where they lived, more and more people began to understand this gameplay suitable for three to fourteen people. Some places even called Lanse Poker "Fraud Poker."

But no matter what, it has become popular and very famous, bringing Jingang Casino to become a holy land in the hearts of many Lanse Poker masters.

A casino that can breed such wonderful gameplay must have the strongest players in the Federation, and even the world.

Many people came here to participate in the game with a pilgrimage mentality. Naturally, this also made the level of players at the gambling table higher and higher.

Zabri threw a twenty-dollar chip onto the gambling table. A new round of choices began. He stared intently at everyone, staring at the changes in their expressions, staring at the changes in their eyes.

Except for a few people, most people had expressionless faces, as if they were wearing a human skin mask, and could not read any value.

After rounds, there were more and more chips on the gambling table, but there were fewer and fewer players participating in the game around.

When Zabri turned over his cards, he was just about to stand up to rake in the chips, but was stopped by another player.

He looked at the other party's cards, listened to the dealer announce the result, and left the gambling table while cursing.

"That son of a bitch must have cheated!" he said to his subordinate.

His subordinate was a bit helpless. "You can report this news to the casino."

Since someone couldn't think straight after cheating in the casino and jumped off the building to commit suicide, people cheating in the casino cannot be said to absolutely not exist, only that if they do, they are the absolutely low-key kind.

Winning streak?

Always losing small and winning big?

Doesn't exist!

As long as it is felt that there is a problem, it will be taken away.

If they can cooperate with the inspection and no problem is found, the casino will compensate for the chips. The first-floor lobby will compensate five hundred dollars, the second floor will compensate five thousand dollars, and the third floor will compensate fifty thousand dollars.

As for the higher levels?

How those non-public gambling tables are handled is the guests' business. Of course, the casino can also make appropriate cooperation, but it will charge extra.

So Jingang Casino is also gradually considered by people to be one of the cleanest casinos. Here, as long as someone is suspicious, they will be inspected.

Of course, suspecting others indiscriminately also requires paying a price.

Zabri doesn't want to cause trouble now. He shook his head. "Consider him lucky!"

In just this short while, more than an hour, he lost tens of thousands in the first-floor lobby.

Actually, he didn't care much about this money. What made him unhappy was that he clearly had big cards, but he was always eaten.

It was the same cards, others could win, but he would definitely lose. This was the reason for being angry.

"Time is almost up." His subordinate reminded him. Then he nodded, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his emotions, and then took the elevator with his subordinate.

In the sightseeing elevator, almost the entire three floors of the casino could be seen by him. Countless gamblers and the red, green, blue, purple, yellow, orange, white, black, silver, gold, and crystal chips on the gambling tables wove into an ocean of desire.

All people are trapped in the ocean, unable to extricate themselves, struggling hard without knowing it. No matter how hard they try, they cannot escape the fate of sinking to the bottom of the sea in the end.

"Lanse is a very powerful person." Zabri said suddenly.

His subordinate didn't quite understand why he suddenly said this. Fortunately, he took the initiative to explain. "That Lanse Poker, and some of his practices."

"It seems that he did it too much, but he also did it with a sense of proportion. I now feel that the decline of the Five Great Families must have an inseparable connection with him."

"And I also heard that he... has people in Congress."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help laughing a few times himself. Gangs, Congress, these are words that can't be connected at all.

But inexplicably, he felt that it seemed really possible.

As he laughed, his expression became solemn. If this is true, the situation will be very bad.

As the elevator reached the floor they wanted to go to, he reorganized his emotions, tidied up his attire, and under the guidance of the sign at the door, entered a small venue.

There are still many such venues above Jingang Casino. Some people who come here to play come in groups, enterprises, group companies, capitalist families, and even Federal Government officials.

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In addition to experiencing life, they also need occasions for work. These small auditoriums and small meeting rooms can come in handy.

Zabri walked into the venue and found his seat. Without him noticing, someone suddenly bumped into him.

"Watch where you're walking, asshole!"

He frowned and glanced at the person who bumped into him. It was shit from the Holy Bell Party. His face became a bit disgusted. "You make me feel disgusted like a piece of shit. Your dog mother should have kept you in her belly instead of pulling you out."

"Fuck!" The guy who was outputted by him suddenly became impulsive. Seeing that the two were about to fight, the staff at the scene immediately rushed over and pulled them apart.

The person who came from the Holy Bell Party was a guy named David. His silver-brown hair was slightly naturally curly. The hair was not long, and it was in circles on his head, which looked a bit strange.

His face looked rectangular, with a chin with a depression, and his eyes were light blue, which looked like he had a very special taste.

But unfortunately, this person is an extreme conservative radical.

The Holy Bell Party and the Marcus family have competition in some fields. Where there is competition, there is friction. Gang friction will definitely not be solved in a civilized way, so there is hatred between the two sides.

David made a throat-slitting gesture at Zabri. Although he is conservative and radical, he knows that this is Lanse's territory.

Although he doesn't think a young man can be very powerful, before he finds out clearly, he still decided to respect the other party.

He is indeed quite extreme, but it doesn't mean he is stupid.

After his throat-slitting action was finished, he turned around and left arrogantly.

"Mr. Zabri, do you need us to mediate?"

Zabri's face was very ugly. Of course, it was not for these staff members. He shook his head. "That's just a mad dog. I'm used to it. Thank you for your kindness."

He came to his seat and sat down, his mood still fluctuating.

As more and more people arrived at the scene, and when the agreed time arrived, Lanse finally appeared on the podium just in time.

Some people in the audience were dissatisfied with his posture. Some just hummed to express dissatisfaction, and some directly expressed that they did not like Lanse's style.

Lanse also heard these discussions, but he didn't care.

He walked to the middle of the podium, looked at these people with a calm and composed expression, and then opened his mouth to say, "We should all be meeting for the first time. Let's get to know each other. My name is Lanse, Lanse White. I am very happy to see everyone here."

"I know you will notice my young appearance, and also feel that this is just a young man, not worth your attention."

"Here, now, I remind everyone, don't have such thoughts."

"I will try my best..."

Before Lanse finished speaking, a man with a thick Xiang Yalan accent, slightly dark skin, and a small mustache said loudly, "Say something we are interested in. We didn't come here to make friends with you. We have to talk about business."

Many people nodded one after another. Everyone here has a gang background. The difference is just that some gangs are larger, like the Holy Bell Party, the Marcus family, and the Thorn Gang sitting in the corner voluntarily.

But there are also some smaller ones, like these gangs from Xiang Yalan.

In Lanse's eyes, they are not much different from those unranked small characters in the suburbs who rely on extorting three or five dollars from pedestrians.

He looked at the man. "If I were you, I would choose to shut up and listen quietly, instead of causing trouble for yourself and the gang behind you!"

(End of chapter)