CHAPTER 1206 I DON'T DO SMALL STAKES GAMBLING

Fei glanced at them before reaching out to grab a bunch of chips and throwing it at them.

"This is for your work!"

Just this bunch of chips alone was more than what they had lost!

Zhou Jin kept winning, and Jiang Ning asked for another trolley, but Fei didn't lift a finger this time. He could just casually toss a bunch of chips and people would fight to help push a trolley.

Within an hour, there were five trollies behind Jiang Ning!

They were so densely packed with chips that they made the everyone watching tremble.

It was at least...a few hundred million in here!

All five or six gambling counters were wiped out. No one dared to play with Jiang Ning.

Who would dare to go?

Weren't the five trolleys behind Jiang Ning that were densely packed with chips shocking enough?

Anyone who played against Jiang Ning would lose everything!

Gradually, no one else in the casino wanted to play. They were all following Jiang Ning around and wanted to see how long Zhou Jin could keep winning. But no one dared to play against them.

"This is boring,” said Jiang Ning as he turned to glance at the chips, "We've just won a few hundred million and now no one dares to play with us."

Jiang Ning shook his head and called the already livid looking waiter over, "Since no one wants to gamble, I'm leaving.”

How could they let Jiang Ning leave?

How could they allow Jiang Ning to go after winning all their money?

That was out of the question!

The waiter hurriedly smiled and said, "Mr Jiang, you're incredible! You're such a formidable gambler! I don't think anyone in the hall dares to play against you, but we still have a VIP section. The general public isn't allowed to enter it. ”

"Do I have the right to enter it?" asked Jiang Ning with a curious look on his face.

"Of course you do!" replied the waiter as he glanced at the five trolleys full of chips. If Jiang Ning left like that, the manager would strangle him alive. Then the waiter said, "It's on the second floor. This way, please!"

"Are the stakes high?" asked Jiang Ning as he frowned and asked suddenly.

The waiter froze and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He was worried that Jiang Ning might not dare to go up and play if the stakes were too high. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Fang Hong had already called help over and laid a trap just waiting for Jiang Ning to go upstairs. The waiter didn't think Jiang Ning could last that long and thought they would clean Jiang Ning out before he even made it to the second floor.

But that was perfect since Jiang Ning now had nearly $300 million worth of chips in his hands!

Almost over half the hall's reserves of chips were all in Jiang Ning's possession.

"Let me make it clear, if the bets aren't big, then it's too boring for me to play!" said Jiang Ning as he shook his head with a bold and unrestrained look.

"Yes, the bets are big! The bets are big!" said the waiter once he heard these words. "Mr Jiang can push the stakes as high as you like. Someone will always keep going as long as you can afford it!" replied the waiter as he led Jiang Ning upstairs. But in his heart, he thought otherwise.

When they came back down from upstairs, Jiang Ning and the others would probably have lost the clothes on their backs!

Even the God of Gambling was finished off on the second floor. Jiang Ning and Zhou Jin were nothing compared to the God of Gambling.

Shortly after they arrived upstairs, Fang Hong came over and greeted them enthusiastically, "Hello gentlemen, I'm the casino manager. Welcome to the second floor. I'll take care of you from now on."

Fang Hong waved his hands for the waiter to leave. He was going to personally take care of Jiang Ning and the others.

Mr Jiang, the chips on the second floor go at $5 million apiece to make the betting more convenient. Is that okay?"

Each chip was worth $5 million. It meant any random game was worth over a hundred million!

"Change them!”

Jiang Ning didn't continue talking. He glanced at the five trolleys full of chips and

went straight into the room.

Four middle-aged men sat at the table in the room, and all of them seemed around 50 years old. When they saw Jiang Ning and Zhou Jin walk in, there were looks of indifference and contempt on their faces.

"Just these old geezers?" asked Jiang Ning immediately. "Are they waiting to lose all the money meant for their funeral?"