The Road to Slaying God

"What a great general!"

Xiao Yuanxing, who was sitting in the monitoring room, admired Zhang Yang's expression of flattery and humiliation. Naturally, he hadn't thought that Zhang Yang didn't equate the chips with RMB in his head.

"Hehe, I hope that the three outsiders will come sooner." Behind Xiao Yuanxing, a middle-aged man with a figure like a steel tower said.

"They will come, they will come, the underground casino in City C has become their inexhaustible bank, will they not come?" Xiao Yuanxing's eyes flickered with palpitations.

"Betting again..." Seeing Zhang Yang pushing a mountain of chips to a number, because there were too many chips, the number was covered, the tower-like man was amazed, this way of betting, even if Even an old fritter like him who has been in the casino for more than ten years is shocked.

Zhang Yang's betting speed is getting faster and faster, and there are more and more chips in his chest. The croupier has already transferred large chips from the bar several times to replace Zhang Yang's small chips. Otherwise, the numbers on the table will be small. There is no way to put down the mountain of chips in the empty space.

At the back, more and more people followed Zhang Yang to bet. Even a few gamblers couldn't help picking up their chips to place bets.

Slowly, the casino fell into extreme silence, and everyone stopped betting with Zhang Yang, because Xiao Yuanxing stood behind Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's betting speed is getting faster and faster, and he has started to go crazy. He bets almost every hand, and every bet is guaranteed to hit. Even before the roulette starts to move, his chips have already been pushed up...

Zhang Yang didn't notice the sluggish faces around him, nor did he notice the sweat on the croupier's head. His mind was completely devoted to the computer, and now Zhang Yang's heart was filled with a great sense of accomplishment.

"***, I don't believe that you can't kill your dead computer..." Finally, Zhang Yang said a word, now, he doesn't need to calculate, as long as the roulette turns, he can place bets with intuition.

Everyone was sweating profusely.

"Zhang Yang, are you still betting?" The croupier asked cautiously while wiping his sweat and counting the chips, and glanced behind Zhang Yang's back.

"Down...why don't you go down? It's hard to figure it out. You have to have more fun..." Zhang Yang is very excited now.

"But..." The croupier frowned.

"Ah...Brother Xiao..." Seeing the croupier winking, Zhang Yang realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Looking back, he saw Xiao Yuanxing standing behind him with a smile. The people, including a few gamblers, stood silently.

"Hehe, don't worry, just bet, the casino can afford it." Xiao Yuanxing said with a smile.

"Ahem, no more, no challenge, isn't it just a stupid computer..." Zhang Yang smiled obsequiously at Xiao Yuanxing, turned around and counted twenty chips from the table, and said to the people around him: "My little brother is just here, Let everyone share these chips, it's a little respect from my little brother."

...

Everyone looked at Zhang Yang and was stunned. In the end, everyone's eyes turned to Xiao Yuanxing.

Xiao Yuanxing was also stunned.

"Ahem...Are you sure, you really want to distribute these chips to them?" Xiao Yuanxing said with a serious face.

"Yeah, I borrowed two chips to win, Xiaoqiang should take more." Zhang Yang nodded.

"Then let's divide up..." Xiao Yuanxing sighed with a flash of light in his eyes.

"Hahahaha... I'm rich, I'm rich... Hurry up, count the heads quickly, Xiaoqiang, I'm not greedy, so I'll take an extra half a million, how about sharing it equally?"

As soon as Xiao Yuanxing finished speaking, Xiao Qiang threw himself on the table with his arms around the chips and laughed loudly, while the others kept saying yes, it seemed that it was only natural for Xiao Qiang to take an extra 500,000 yuan.

half a million? !

Zhang Yang's heart ached, did he hear it wrong?

Zhang Yang watched blankly as Brother Qiang carefully counted the fifty largest chips on the gaming table, which was paid by the last croupier just now.

The muscles on Zhang Yang's face twitched, he didn't dare to move, he was afraid that he would faint on the ground, he finally remembered, these chips are all money, all are cash, Zhang Yang's head is like a supercomputer starting to calculate, calculate Starting with Brother Qiang's two chips...

Zhang Yang's heart stabbed again, because his superb memory and calculation ability allowed him to calculate it immediately. He just won more than seven million, yes, it was more than seven million, oh my god, more than seven million Wan was given away casually by himself!

Zhang Yang couldn't help but look at the surrounding windows, wondering if he would fall to his death if he jumped from the second floor. Suddenly, Zhang Yang had a strong desire to commit suicide, which was uncontrollable...

More than seven million are gone...

Zhang Yang wants to cry but has no tears.

"Do it well, I'm optimistic about you." Seeing Zhang Yang's blank face, Xiao Yuanxing couldn't help admiring inwardly. He really is a person who does great things, and he just gave away seven million yuan, without blushing or heartbeat. In Xiao Yuanxing's eyes, Zhang Yang's sluggishness was plain and insignificant.

"oh……"

Looking at the back of Xiao Yuanxing leaving, Zhang Yang wished to kill someone, surrounded by carnival crowd, only Zhang Yang was like a walking dead, until the casino closed, Zhang Yang was still in a trance, still imagining that there would be seven million How many?

"Brother Yang, go change your chips."

Now that Zhang Yang has been upgraded, Brother Qiang called Zhang Yang and became Brother Yang. Obviously, the seven million yuan still has a little effect. At least, Zhang Yang's status in this small casino has been greatly improved. Except for the manager, Even the old lady who poured tea called Zhang Yang and called Brother Yang.

There are more than 20 people in the casino, big and small, including the cleaning staff. Each of them has been allocated nearly 300,000 yuan, and he has been relegated from Brother Qiang to Xiaoqiang, who has the most 800,000 yuan. After writing a check for 800,000 yuan, Zhang Yang strongly suppressed his desire to grab it back, and handed his pitiful twenty chips to the bar.

"Brother Qiang, do you want a check or cash?" The girl standing at the bar said coquettishly and raised an eyebrow at Zhang Yang. The salary is much higher, and it is definitely worth it.

"Cash."

Zhang Yang was dejected, but his expression felt different in the eyes of a girl. He was indeed a man who did great things, and twenty thousand yuan didn't matter at all!

People who do great things...

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ps: Zhang Yang needs a lot of recommendation votes to comfort his wounded heart! ! ! !