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"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Is Wynn Casino so domineering? We just won some money!"

"Come and see! The casino has arrested someone! Call the police! Who will call 911 for us!"

Jeff completely ignored the complaints of these Asians, because on the other side of the ocean, Asians are the existence that anyone can step on, so even if there is a problem with their approach now, other guests will not care.

Sure enough, most of the guests just glanced at them, then lowered their heads, almost nobody ignored them.

Jeff led these people all the way into the security room of the casino.

When the door of the security room was closed, these young Asians who were making noise just now finally realized that they seemed to be in trouble, and honestly shut their mouths.

Even if Jeff had someone snatched their cell phone directly, they handed it over honestly, not daring to say more.

Holding a mobile phone, Jeff found that a social software Facebook, which is very popular in Europe and the United States, was running on this Apple phone...

Ok?

Jeff suddenly discovered that this Asian Facebook account was following a man called the God of Gamblers in Las Vegas.

Las Vegas God of Gamblers?

What the hell is this?

Is it a religious organization?

Jeff took another cell phone and found that this person's cell phone was also reading Facebook, and the page of Facebook happened to stop on the homepage of this guy called the Las Vegas Gambler.

I saw this man named Las Vegas Gamblers wrote in the latest release on the homepage: Do you want to make a fortune?Just go to any nearby casino under the name of Wynn Resorts Group, contact me, and I will tell you how to win at the casino.

what?

What the hell is this guy talking about?

Jeff looked up at the Asian youths and couldn't help asking, "Who is this Las Vegas Gambler?"

Several young Asians bowed their heads and dared not speak, but one of them was a young man with glasses, but raised his head and stared at him and said, "He is a god, and he came to punish your casino!"

"Haha." Jeff sneered, his eyes suddenly falling on the backpack of the Asian spectacles, and he saw that the outer pocket of the backpack was stuffed with a flyer he saw everyone else was holding.

"Give me that!"

A security guard stretched out his hand, and the young Asian with glasses wanted to resist, but was pushed away by the security guard.

Jeff took the flyer and saw that it turned out to be a Facebook account, and the following is a sentence.

Want to make money?Follow the God of Gamblers’ Facebook account and he will tell you how to win every battle in the casino!

Remarks: Only in the hotel casinos of Wynn Resorts Group, including Wynn Hotel Casino, Bellagio Hotel Casino...

After seeing this, Jeff finally understood everything. It turns out that these people came here to gamble after reading the flyer?

Although the things on this flyer look like fabricated gadgets, but there are so many fools in this world, there are always people who want to take a try and bet on a few...

"You gambled after seeing this thing?"

"So what?" Or the young man with glasses, "Is there any problem? We didn't break the law, and we didn't break the law! Everything you do here today, I will post it on Facebook later! I want to let Everyone else knows that your Wynn Hotel treats guests like this! No wonder the God of Gamblers will punish you!"

It's the God of Gamblers again, Jeff shook his head, where is there any God of Gamblers in this world, the so-called God of Gamblers, but they are all masters of a thousand skills.

Only this time the situation seems to be different.

Jeff picked up a mobile phone again and studied it. Then he suddenly discovered that the original Facebook account of this mobile phone had been chatting privately with the account called the Las Vegas Gambler.

He opened the chat log and saw it read.

"My friends and I have arrived at the Wynn Hotel Casino, what should we do?"

"Please go to the Baccarat No. 1 table and start betting at 19:15, the first bet on the bank, the second bet, and the third..."

Jeff looked at the content written by the guy called the God of Gamblers, and the more he watched, the more he became flustered.

He suddenly called a security guard and asked him to go to the gambling table No. 1 of Baccarat to get the trend chart after 7:15.

Soon after, the security guard returned with a chart.

Jeff took the picture, compared it to the result of the draw that the gambling god said on the phone, and then his eyes widened.

Exactly the same!

The opening result that the gambling god said at about 19:00 actually matched the final actual result on the trend chart!

This... how is this possible?

How could anyone in this world guess the result of a bet ten minutes in advance?

God of Gamblers?

Is he really the god of gamblers?

Asking the security to drive these people out of the casino, Jeff turned and walked over to the roulette area.

Although he knew that it was dangerous, he had to check with those people to see if they, like those Asian youths, were all betting according to the instructions of the gambler on Facebook?

However, before Jeff walked to the roulette area, two casino executives ran over in a panic.

"Manager! The big thing is bad!"

"It's the manager, something went wrong!"

Jeff asked: "What's the matter?"

"Manager! The roulette area and the dice area were blown up! Three gaming tables have lost $20 million!"

Jeff ran quickly.

When he came to the roulette area, the entire roulette area was overcrowded.

Many people gathered in front of a gambling table, watching the roulette spinning, shouting: "God of Gamblers! God of Gamblers! God of Gamblers!"

When the roulette stopped, the scene immediately burst into festive cheers.

The croupier in charge of this gaming table tightened, and he passed out directly.

Jeff hurriedly asked the croupier to be taken away, and then asked the people on the scene what was going on.

After knowing the truth, he almost passed out.

It turns out that there were at least fifty guests betting on a number at the same time on this gaming table just now, and this number was actually hit!

A single bet on roulette pays 35, and these fifty people all bet up to a cap of 10,000 US dollars, so in the game just now, the casino has to compensate more than 19 million US dollars!

Hearing this result, Jeff's heart almost stopped.

He hurriedly shouted: "Pause! Stop this gaming table! There must be a problem with this gaming table! Check!"

Hearing what Jeff said, the gamblers didn't have any objection, but asked Jeff to lose their chips first.

When Jeff gritted his teeth, they could only be given chips.

However, the chips on this side have not yet been distributed, and the gamblers have already won at the side table!

This time there are more betting guests, and the casino has to lose more than 20 million!

"Stop! Stop all roulette!"

As soon as Jeff said what he said, someone next to him ran over and said, "Manager! It's not good! The eight gaming tables in the dice area have lost more than thirty million dollars!"

"What, what?"

Just when Jeff was completely stunned by the news, there was a burst of crazy footsteps at the entrance of the casino.

He turned his head silly, and saw many people rushing into the casino.

I saw these people holding a leaflet in their hands and mobile phones in their hands.

There is even more madness on their faces.

The expressions of these people, Jeff has seen before, are the expressions often seen on the faces of customers who rushed into the mall to grab merchandise when shopping malls on November 29 every year on the other side of the ocean...