"I only act as a fair judge in this tournament, and these two are the dealers, and now I can notify the gambling kings and spectators to enter." The middle-aged Chinese surnamed Kwong seems to disdain to talk to James, and when he speaks, he does not look at people squarely, and his expressionless face is like frozen beef.

James withdrew his left hand and said with a smile, "You can take a seat, and I will arrange it immediately." ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Kuang nodded slightly, took a big stride and walked straight to the place where Xu Qing and the others were seated, followed by the two white dealers.

Xu Qingzheng and Liu Zhao had a wordless chat, and unconsciously the group of three people had already walked up, the middle-aged man surnamed Kuang stopped, glanced at Xu Qing lightly, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Xu Qing, on behalf of my father, I welcome you to Vegas." ”

Xu Qing looked up at the man, his brows furrowed slightly, this man's face was horizontal, his face was white, his face was cold, he said welcome, but there was no expression on his face, it made people a little unhappy to look at it, this is not like a welcome but like a debt collection.

"Who's your father?" Xu Qing took out a cigarette from his pocket, paused on his nails, and asked casually.

The man replied expressionlessly: "Father Kuang Huaxiong, Mr. Domeng's wonderful hand rejuvenation, this kindness is remembered by the Kuang family." ”

Xu Qing finally remembered that he had helped a Chinese-American surnamed Kuang treat a brain tumor in Jiangcheng, and he seemed to have heard Professor Gu say that the Kuang family had a head and face in the United States, but he didn't expect to meet one here, and it was still a piece of frozen beef.

"Oh! It turned out to be Mr. Kuang, how is his old man doing recently? Xu Qing lit a cigarette and took a puff and greeted him out of politeness.

The man nodded his chin and said, "My father has been in a slight health recently, so I hereby order to congratulate Mr. on his victory." ”

Xu Qing smiled and said: "Greetings to Old Man Kuang on my behalf, I can help him take a look after this boring gambling game is over, I can still cure a little problem." ”

The man's eyebrows inadvertently stirred, and he was about to say something, when a white dealer next to him leaned over and whispered in his ear, the man glanced back, only to see that several contestants had walked in at the door, he immediately raised his head and strode towards the big table.

As a fair person of the competition, you can't show too much closeness to the contestants, so as not to fall into other people's tongues, and the Kuang family naturally understands this.

The group of three walked to the center of the table and stood still, and the two dealers took out a pair of brown glasses from their inner pockets and put them on, and began to carefully inspect the entire table, especially the edges of the table and the leg seats.

The fairness and dealers of the World Gambling Championship are from the most authoritative Kuang family, there is no bias, and no one will question its fairness, if someone wants to play any tricks on the table, the outcome will be very tragic, as for what kind of tragic law does not need to be detailed.

Xu Qing looked at the contestants and spectators who walked into the room with interest, and he found several familiar figures, the Japanese gambling king Okamen was on the left and the card king Jackhausen and the black gambling king Landry, who raised little ghosts, but Ye Wudao's cold-headed and cold-faced guy did not come.

The three of them also saw Xu Qing who was spitting smoke bubbles, their eyes flashed at the same time, the corners of their mouths moved slightly, and a thought invariably floated in their hearts, it's over, I have nothing to do with the World Gambling King Championship champion this time......