Quentin’s sudden appearance only drew astonished glances from the people at the gambling table, but it didn’t attract much attention.
“Place your bets and roll!”
The banker glanced around before opening the dice cup.
Eight, small!
As soon as this was revealed, there was another round of groans around.
Those who bet small showed excitement in their eyes, thrilled by their big wins.
“Pretty lucky,” Emery muttered.
Charlotte also watched from the side as Quentin turned his hundred into two hundred in no time.
“Hey buddy, we don’t accept cash in our casino, only chips. But don’t worry, I’ll still count your hundred bucks. So, do you want to exchange it for chips?”
A middle-aged man sitting next to the banker said with a smile.
“Exchange.”
Quentin replied calmly.
The man squinted his eyes, smiling as he exchanged two hundred-dollar chips for Quentin.
With his experienced eyes, he could tell immediately that Quentin was a newbie.
Newbies like him were the best targets, the favorite sheep of the casino. Once their greed was triggered, they easily fell into the pleasure of gambling.
Splurging money.
And then…
Losing everything, even their underwear!
“Come on, let’s continue! Let’s begin!” The banker started rolling the dice again.
As his dice stopped, Quentin threw out his two hundred chips.
He continued betting small.
In the second round, he continued winning.
The chips in his hand had already turned into four hundred.
Three minutes later…
The banker opposite him was sweating profusely, while Quentin’s chips in front of him had turned into over four hundred thousand, piled up in a heap.
And the people around, stared at Quentin like monsters, their eyes filled with shock!
This guy was too terrifying. He hadn’t lost a single round after playing so many, and each time, his chips doubled crazily!
God of Gamblers!
“This kid is fishy!”
The man sitting next to the banker whispered.
“Too eerie!”
They couldn’t believe that someone could be so abnormal!
Quentin looked at the banker, frozen in place, with a cold smile on his lips. “What? Not going to start?”
The banker gritted his teeth, “Kid, are you here to ruin us?”
“Winning so many rounds, are you cheating? If anyone dares to tamper with anything here, they’ll have their tendons cut off. I advise you not to seek death!”
Quentin chuckled, “Cheating? The dice are in your hands. If there’s cheating, it’s on your end. I haven’t lost because of sheer luck.”
“Besides, I’ve only won a few hundred thousand, not that much. What’s wrong? Can’t afford to lose this little money in such a big casino?”
“Or is it that your casino can’t afford to lose? You only allow us to lose, not to win?”
Upon hearing Quentin’s words, others chimed in, “Yeah, let’s continue! Let’s play against the God of Gamblers!”
“That’s right, following the God of Gamblers, we’ll definitely make a killing!”
“Damn it, I’ve lost tens of thousands today. This round, I’m going all-in against the God of Gamblers!”
“Roll!”
“Hurry up!”
“Why the delay?” The crowd erupted in anger, glaring coldly at the banker, cursing.
Seeing this, both the banker and the middle-aged man next to him’s expressions immediately darkened.
“Kid, this isn’t a place where you can mess around. Do you know whose territory this is? Be careful, you may have money, but your life is at stake. You’ve made so much money, but there are plenty of people eyeing you.” The middle-aged man smiled sinisterly.
Quentin sneered, “Don’t worry, I’m lucky.”
“Alright!”
“I’ll play with you!” The middle-aged man’s voice sank as he pushed aside the previous banker and stood in front of the dice, staring coldly at Quentin.
With a flick of his hand, all the dice rolled into the dice cup, making a pleasant sound. He then slammed the dice cup on the table.
“Place your bets!”
As he spoke, he glanced at the man beside him, signaling subtly. The man nodded slightly in understanding.
“I bet big!”
Quentin chuckled, pushing all his chips forward…
“Big!”
“I’m in with big!”
“We’re going all-in with the God of Gamblers!”
Everyone around pushed all their chips forward…
At that moment, the middle-aged man’s face darkened.
Beside him, a man quietly took out a remote control…
But before he could press it, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand under the table!
“Ah!”
He let out a scream, lifting his hand to find it dripping with blood, a chip embedded in his hand bone, sweating profusely from the pain.
Quentin looked at them with a smirk, saying lightly, “Open it.”