Chapter 16: Roulette (1)
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" The dealer said apologetically again towards Sunday.
Their equipment is state-of-the-art, and they have also checked each other's bodies and found nothing wrong.
Since there is no problem with the inspection, it means that the other party must not be carrying a cheating tool.
In this way, it is impossible for them to not give money to each other. Because for any casino, they can lose money, but they can't lose their reputation, and once they get their reputation right, that casino is in danger of closing its doors.
Because gamblers won't come to any casino that doesn't have a good reputation.
180 million sounds like an astronomical amount, but compared with the casino's profit in a year, it is still a little bit short, so you can't lose your chips because of a small loss.
Besides, there are so many people watching at the scene, and it is impossible to make any irrational actions in front of everyone.
Rasfu. With a wave of his hand, Karachi said a word to several staff members, who immediately took out their chips and pushed them to Zhou Tian with a bang.
There were a total of 180 pieces, all of which were a million dollars each, like a mountain of chips, which stunned the gamblers around.
What stunned them even more was that Zhou Tian, who had won $180 million, did not stop in time, but walked towards a nearby roulette wheel.
When I got to the front, I didn't say a word, and it was five million bets, and it was still an even number 22, or 36 times the odds.
People were stunned.
They have never seen such a crazy gambler as Zhou Tian, who does not play cards according to the routine at all, is simply inexplicable and traceless, and does not talk about tactics at all!
The dealer looked at Zhou Tian with some embarrassment, then at the five chips with large denominations, and then set his eyes on Rasfu. Karachi's body.
At this time, you have to help with Russ. Karachi, the casino director, said otherwise, he would have to bite the bullet and refuse Sunday's bet. After all, a living example was staged just now, and the person in front of him was stunned to win $180 million with $5 million in chips.
Rasfu at this moment. Karachi is a bit of a wax, he doesn't pick it up, he doesn't pick it up, it's not either, anyway, it's just Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror, not a person inside and out.
In the end, for the sake of the reputation of the Pharaoh's Palace, he gritted his teeth and gave the dealer a look to accept the bets.
The dealer who got the signal put his heart in his stomach and pressed the switch of the roulette wheel, and the roulette wheel turned.
Click, click, little balls are bouncing.
As time goes by, the speed of the ball slows down, and usually experienced players can tell from the speed of the ball which area it will land in, so their eyes are also subconsciously focused on the vicinity of that area.
"Black! Black! ā
"Red! Red! ā
"Even! Even! ā
"Singular! Singular! ā
Just click, the ball on the roulette wheel stopped and fell into a grid! After seeing the numbers in this grid, everyone in the casino was stunned, and Rao, a well-informed dealer, couldn't help but change his face.
Subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Tian!
22ļ¼
The number is 22!
It's the double number of Sunday bets!
Sitting in the distance, but always paying attention to the technical director of the Pharaoh's Palace, Rasfu. Karachi, stunned, the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.
Judging by the dealer's sluggish face, the damn yellow-skinned kid must have hit the thirty-six odds figure again.
Hit!
I was hit again!
How is this possible??
Paralysis!
This guy is too lucky, right??
He immediately cast his eyes on Zhou Tian, only to see that Zhou Tian was still that calm face, neither happy nor excited, as if the ball fell into the 22nd destined thing.
Rasfu. Karachi was frustrated.
He didn't know how to end it, he had already checked Zhou Tian's body just now, and there was nothing wrong with it, so he had to continue to pay for this one.
Lost 360 million in one night, which is almost a quarter's profit of the casino, and it is fake not to be heartbroken.
Rasfu. Karachi was worried, and so was the dealer in charge of the roulette, and within a few minutes, the gambler had won $180 million from him.
It's not his responsibility, but it's not good to hear. As a dealer, his duty is to win money for the casino and generate profits.
But now, in less than a few minutes, 180 million dollars have been exported!
What made the dealer even more worried was that the gambler who had won the money saw him stunned and kept urging: "My chips are counted, right?" Can you compensate me? ā
"Sir, please wait a moment." The dealer who came back to his senses politely said a word to Zhou Tian, and then turned his attention to Lasfu for help. Karachi's body.
Rasfu. Karachi knew that as the technical director of the Pharaoh's Palace, he had to do something.
He walked a few steps, came to Zhou Tian, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency's winning bets can be moved to the VIP room, or please move to the VIP room, and I will find a few gamblers to play with you?" ā
Rasfu. The meaning of Karachi's words, Zhou Tian understood, he smiled, pointed to the number 22 on the roulette wheel and said: "I'll gamble and leave, this casino will definitely not come, you can rest assured, by the way, my chips can be paid to me now?" ā
When Sunday said he would gamble again.
Rasfu. Karachi's heart shook unnaturally a few times, and he subconsciously looked at the roulette, he had a very unrealistic idea.
The yellow-skinned kid in front of him will definitely bet on the roulette wheel again, and the bet must be five million dollars, and the number pressed must still be the even number 22.
In other words, the young man would definitely gamble on a roulette wheel with 36x odds, which means that he was going to win $540 million from the Pharaoh's Palace!
Where did he come with confidence?
Rasfu. Karachi's heart was filled with excitement, and he had a desire to compete with the yellow-skinned boy in front of him.
Gambling skills can only be improved through continuous challenges, and only in the competition can you more correctly recognize your own shortcomings.
Because of boredom, Rathfu. Karachi is even considering quitting the job and seeking more advanced technology.
Unexpectedly, just today, just tonight, he met a master who thought he was worth the shot.
"Can my chips be paid to me?" The voice of the day of the week was in Las Fu. Karachi's ears rang and Rusfu would fall into excitement. Karachi woke up.
Wake up Rasfu. Karachi waved his hand at the dealer, who immediately counted out 180 chips in denominations of $1 million and handed them to Zhou Tian.