Yang Jian returned to the main hall of Daxing Entertainment City as if nothing had happened.
At that moment.
Xiong Wenwen and Zhang Wei still had no idea that a conflict had already ended. They were still playing in the hall.
Quite a few people had gathered around one table.
Xiong Wenwen stood arrogantly on a chair, with a huge pile of chips in front of him. Across from him, the dealer's face was beaded with cold sweat. He knew this child had come to wreck the place. From the beginning until now, Xiong Wenwen had won every round and had already wiped out the limits on several tables.
Now it was his turn.
And this child placed huge bets every round. Even with betting limits in place, he had won at least over a billion.
"Why are you staring at Father Xiong? Deal the cards," Xiong Wenwen said, glaring at the dealer.
The dealer had no choice but to continue dealing.
The result was unsurprising. Xiong Wenwen won again, without the slightest suspense.
"If this keeps up, that kid is going to gamble this place into bankruptcy," someone nearby discussed.
"Bankruptcy? I don't think it'll be that easy. I saw Boss He appear in the hall earlier, but he hasn't shown himself since. That means the house can still hold on. A little over a billion probably hasn't affected this place much."
"That's only because the hall has betting limits, so the stakes aren't that high. Without limits, Boss He would be bankrupt and jumping off a building tonight. Who could withstand winning dozens of rounds in a row?"
"I heard that kid started out with only a thousand points. Damn, he really struck it rich this time."
Jiang Yan beside them was smiling so hard her eyes narrowed