Chapter Ninety-Seven: Sin City

At noon, the desert sun is always so hot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fortunately, where Ling Zifeng is located, it is a modern metropolis.

Although surrounded by desert, there is nothing desolate about it.

As soon as he got off the plane, Ling Zifeng found many "slot machines" at the airport.

"It's a capital, and there are gambling devices everywhere."

In addition to the basics, the chauffeur quickly picked them up to a luxurious hotel.

This hotel has a different feel from the "InterContinental Hotel".

Tall and spacious porch, resplendent decoration.

Ancient Romanesque archetypal columns, rows of Renaissance-style sculptures.

The entire exterior of the hotel is filled with colorful lights.

Presumably, when night comes, this place will be even more dazzling.

The hotel room Jin Dashao had already been arranged.

I don't know if he did it intentionally or unintentionally.

It's still a big suite.

There are two bedrooms each.

Hermione walked to the balcony satisfied, looking out at the distant view.

Ling Zifeng knew that she was waiting for dark.

I don't know what's wrong with this little girl, but since the resurrection, I especially like to watch the night scene.

The glass in the room is all dark and should be used to block ultraviolet rays.

The sun in Las Vegas during the day is quite scorching.

After all, this is available in the middle of the desert.

Ling Zifeng knew.

in the city.

At night, it's the most lively.

So he prepared to rest until nightfall.

When the time comes, we will experience the charm of this "Sin City".

Night, as scheduled.

Hermione said without any suspense that she wanted to stay in the hotel to watch the night view, and Ling Zifeng didn't care.

So, Jin Dashao took him to a brightly lit casino.

As soon as he entered the door, Ling Zifeng was stunned by the momentum here.

It's crowded and brightly lit, and there's no sense of darkness at all.

Walking from the outside world, it feels like you have entered another illusory world.

Luxurious décor, dizzying carpet patterns.

The entrance to the casino is very wide, not much better than the subway station.

However, the exits set up by the casino are few and hard to find.

It's easy to get lost in this little world and lose track of time.

Play day and night.

Ling Zifeng is here, but it's not for fun.

He is planning to "scourge" the rice guys.

With the help of magic, it is not too easy to win.

Jin Dashao helped him exchange chips.

In order not to make him suspicious, Ling Zifeng specially asked him not to follow him.

Ling Zifeng's "scourge" plan is the beginning.

"Where am I a scourge, when the Eight-Nation Alliance, these foreign devils took how many good things from us, I just escaped some interest for my ancestors."

Ling Zifeng was harmed in the casino under the banner of that.

There are many kinds of gambling games in Las Vegas.

The most common are slots, roulette, baccarat, blackjack, Texas Hold'em, and many more.

Ling Zifeng didn't pick either, and every one of them was a disaster.

In order to keep a low profile, he bets small every time.

I also lose a few times from time to time.

These are the lessons he has learned from various films.

If you're too ostentatious, the casino will immediately invite you to "tea".

He didn't want to get into trouble, and it was best to get rich with his hair and money......

"Hey, hey, hey!"

A table of baccarat before a game of betting.

Gamblers of all colors filled the circle.

"Jerry, you can't press the player anymore, the player has lost 14 in a row."

"Tom, don't interject, as long as we have a four, we can turn the tables!"

Ling Zifeng leaned over and found Tom's desk with a five-point sheet.

Baccarat is played by counting the total number of cards in a player's hand.

9 o'clock is the maximum, and J, Q, K, and 10 are all calculated as 0.

If you add more than 9 points, only the last digit will be counted.

"Super Sensory Magic" is released.

"Oh, the next card is really four points, the dealer is already 8 points, can not be in the out, okay, just press the player."

A teenage dealer in a tuxedo smiled and dealt out the cards.

"The banker is 8 points, the player is 9 points, and the player wins."

"Oooo

Amid the cheers of the gamblers, Ling Zifeng silently put away the winning chips.

As soon as he turned around, he went to the next place......

In just one night, he received 70,000 US dollars in "interest" from the people of the United States.

In order not to attract attention, he decided to go home.

Late at night, in the living room of the hotel.

Ling Zifeng took the bank card that Jin Dashao helped him get and talked to himself happily.

"Haha, that's a lot faster than scratching."

Ling Zifeng acted so carefully that he successfully avoided the attention of the casino.

But at the same time, somewhere behind the casino.

A deep voice came from the phone.

"Are you sure you've checked for magic fluctuations?"

The man fiddling with the instrument wore sunglasses and had a high-pitched voice.

Looking at her body and face, she is an Asian woman, but she can't see her appearance clearly.

Sunglasses Woman says:

"That's right, the same one in a bar a few days ago."

The mysterious instrument heard again.

"Oh, is it the same as the one half a year ago?"

The woman in sunglasses was stunned, and then denied it:

"Suspect it's the same person, apply for arrest."

The deep voice paused, then rang on the phone again.

"Okay, I'll send an action team to you and report to us as soon as possible."

The woman in sunglasses nodded and said simply:

"Yes!"

……

In the next few days, Ling Zifeng changed several casinos to "collect interest".

He doesn't gamble big every time, and plays all night to win and lose.

The chips are always a few, and others can't see any clues.

In fact, he secretly stuffed most of the winning chips into the ring.

And it has been using "interference magic" to avoid surveillance.

In this way, several major casinos in Las Vegas did not find out that he was making money at all.

In less than five days, Ling Zifeng had more than one million U.S. knives in his hands.

"Haha, it's convenient to make money with magic, and I can't even take the casino."

A million US dollars, Ling Zifeng felt that it was almost enough.

The money converted into their country is 7 million oceans, to say the least.

In the city where their parents live, this money is enough for them to retire comfortably.

What's more, Ling Zifeng can come back again.

When the time comes, it will not be troublesome to collect the "interest" of the Chinese people.

"Well, that's it, we'll go back tomorrow."

Ling Zifeng said to Hermione, who was sitting by the window watching the night view.

Hermione nodded, still looking indifferent.

Ling Zifeng continued:

"It's been going well these days, there have been no accidents, Jin Dashao said that he seems to have met an acquaintance, but he didn't see who it was, it seemed to be an old classmate of ours."

Hermione hummed, but didn't care, and looked out the window at the night without looking back.

Ling Zifeng originally wanted to ask her if there would be anything wrong.

Because he always felt that these days had been too smooth, as if something was about to happen against them.

However, seeing Hermione's lazy appearance, I thought that there should be no problem.

"Maybe I'm too sensitive, always fighting on the edge of life and death, but in this comfortable environment, it's not adaptable?"

Ling Zifeng shook his head self-deprecatingly and went back to his room to rest......

Late at night, two o'clock in the morning.

The doorbell of the hotel room rang suddenly.

"Ding-dong."

Ling Zifeng sat up in a daze, patting his head and sleepy-eyed.

"Who?"

A familiar female voice came from outside the door.

"It's me."

Ling Zifeng scratched his head, always feeling that he knew the owner of the voice.

Annoyed, he opened the door, only to see an unexpected acquaintance.

I saw her wearing a sexy transparent pajamas, standing alone outside the door.

"Well, it's you, why are you here?"