Strength alone did not guarantee a win. After all, gambling was not a fight. It took skill, and even more than that, luck!
If you were strong, you could rob other people of their chips. But no matter how many chips you stole, they would never count as winnings.
Someone could steal a hundred million in chips and still have won nothing. Only by winning a hundred million could they leave the casino. Otherwise, stealing even a billion would do no good.
Being able to fight did not mean you could win.
Haydon glanced around and headed for a gambling table. This place had everything, and the tables were crowded with all manner of objects. He picked up a bottle of sulfuric acid, set it on the table, and said, "Who wants to play? The bet is drinking sulfuric acid."
Ye Chen had to hand it to him. As the disciple of the legendary gambler Reiz Max, Haydon certainly had nerve.
"How do we bet?"
A very fat man came over, curious.
"Simple. I drink two mouthfuls, and you drink one. If you can't take it first, I win. If I can't take it, you win."
Haydon pulled several chips from his belt and slammed them onto the table.
"Oh? You mean it?"
The fat man was named Nancy. His eyes darted around as he decided the deal sounded good. Either way, he would come out ahead.
"But you have to stake twice as many chips as I do," Haydon added with a raised eyebrow and a smile.
Nancy still thought he was getting a good deal.
"Fine. Let's start."
Haydon handed Nancy the bottle of sulfuric acid.
"Huh? I drink first?" Nancy's eyes widened in surprise.
"Of course. Remember, I have to drink two mouthfuls. You're not losing out