Dong Xuebin's Legend!

Six o'clock.

Dawn broke.

Yet no one in the Outer Gambling Hall looked the slightest bit tired. Those playing baccarat kept playing baccarat, those rolling dice kept rolling dice, and the atmosphere was lively.

"Why is it Small again?"

"Twenty-one! Twenty-one!"

"Damn, what kind of hand is this?"

"Haha! It hit again! A good sign!"

Everyone was having a great time, but some people noticed Dong Xuebin, Zhang Longjuan, and the other two entering the hall from the corridor and immediately glanced their way. Many had watched Dong Xuebin and his group scrape together money to exchange for just one thousand-dollar minimum chip at the casino counter. They had also witnessed Dong Xuebin's performance at the roulette table earlier, so they naturally remembered him well.

"Eh, isn't that that guy?"

"Oh, the guy who was playing roulette just now?"

"Yeah, the one who forced the casino to shut down the roulette tables."

"Why did he come out so quickly? He was only in there for a little over an hour, right?"

"I heard he went to play cards in the Platinum Room? The stakes are huge in there. Did he win or lose?"

Quite a few people looked over, but Dong Xuebin and the others showed no expression, so no one could tell what had happened. It was someone else's business, after all, and everyone soon stopped paying attention and went back to their own games.

In the hall.

Dong Xuebin stood there and looked around.

Zhang Longjuan had already explained the rules of baccarat to him and had also roughly gone over the rules for betting Big or Small with dice.

"Remembered it?" Zhang Longjuan asked.

Dong Xuebin smiled. "More or less."

Zhang Longjuan chuckled. "More or less means you still don't understand."

"It's fine. Knowing the basics is