Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 207: Xiao Fang, on the verge of falling into depravity

Upon hearing this, the gamblers became excited again. As long as Old Mo continued to gamble, they could follow suit and make money.

Upon hearing this, Manager Ma, who was standing nearby, almost collapsed to the ground.

Ye Han smiled calmly and said, "Since Mr. Lei thinks you're on a lucky streak today, then go ahead and play! However, your bet is capped at five million."

Upon hearing this, the gamblers' hearts sank. With a cap of five million, would Mr. Lei still gamble?

Old Mo smiled slightly and said, "Then thank you, Mr. Ye."

Five million is no small sum.

If Old Mo goes to other casinos now, he'll probably get the same treatment. He might not even be able to get in before they close down.

Here, they're already being very generous by capping it at five million.

So, with the option to gamble, Old Mo smiled.

"Then I wish Mr. Lei a pleasant time. Please excuse me."

After Ye Han finished speaking, he hurriedly led his men upstairs.

Manager Ma, standing nearby, whispered, "Boss, why are you still letting him play? With his luck today, even the five million cap will make us lose a lot of money."

Ye Han laughed and said, "I have a billion-dollar bet with him tomorrow. I'll take this opportunity to see how he gambles."

Unfortunately, there are no surveillance cameras these days. This is the only way we can watch it, but the price we'll have to pay might be quite high.

However, in Ye Han's view, as long as it can increase his chances of winning tomorrow, it's all worth it.

There's no other way; they're a licensed casino, and you can't just kick people out unless absolutely necessary.

Another point is that he wanted to catch Old Mo cheating. With his gambling mastery, couldn't he see through it?

Once you figure it out, Lao Mo won't be taking a single penny away today.

So Ye Han let him gamble.

Some people are wondering why Ye Han didn't recruit Lao Mo earlier?

Just kidding, they want his entire casino right off the bat, how can he possibly take it over?

The casino lobby was bustling with activity again.

Since he was given a limit of five million, Lao Mo also changed his tactics.

Yes, he no longer bets on leopards. Betting on leopards and winning every time would be too outrageous.

One or two wins could be attributed to luck, but if it happens every time, anyone with a brain knows there's something wrong with him.

In fact, people now suspect he has problems, but there is no evidence.

"Here comes Xiaofang. This time, I'm betting on big. Gaoming, I'm betting five million on big. If you just beat me once, I'll call it a day and go eat."

As he spoke, Lao Mo threw five million chips into the large container.

Xiao Fang glanced at the 1.01 million chips in her hand, gritted her teeth, and finally threw in 500,000.

Her heart was pounding so hard it almost burst her clothes.

Isn't that exciting?

There was no other way; being able to put down 500,000 was already a sign of enough trust in Lao Mo, and I really didn't dare to throw in all 1.01 million.

Even if she loses this round, she still has 510,000 yuan, which is enough for her to live a comfortable life.

Other gamblers, seeing this, followed suit.

Suddenly, a huge pile of chips appeared in the large container, and with Old Mo's, it was at least six million.

Gao Ming glared at Lao Mo, picked up the dice cup, and shook it.

This time, the way he shook it was quite a sight.

It was a clattering sound; the dice bounced wildly in the dice cup, creating a beautiful melody.

The movements were even more graceful than those of a bartender.

Yes, Gao Ming needs to demonstrate his abilities, at least to scare away some gamblers.

Casinos fear this kind of one-sided betting the most.

After a dazzling performance...

"Place your bet now, it's open! Four, five, six, fifteen o'clock... ga..."

Gao Ming was completely numb.

He knew that his boss was still watching him from upstairs!

They bet first, and he can still lose even if he shakes the dice. This is a blatant slap in the face to the gambling king!

"Wow, I won! I won again! Haha..."

The scene erupted in cheers once again.

Ye Han stood on the second floor, staring intently at Lao Mo.

He simply couldn't believe it. He had been gambling since he was a teenager, and had risen to the position of the "Gambling Saint," yet he still couldn't figure out how Old Mo had done it.

Place another bet.

Old Mo bought another five million.

Xiaofang wasn't greedy, and she also placed a bet of 500,000. She couldn't help it; the bet was too big, and her heart couldn't take it.

Immediately afterwards, everyone followed suit and placed their bets.

Similarly, all of them are large.

This time, the stakes are even higher.

Gao Ming felt like a clown, so he picked up the dice cup and shook it again.

He simply refused to believe that he couldn't shake out a small one.

"Place your bet now, it's open! 446, 2 PM... oh..."

Gao Ming was sweating profusely.

The third round, the fourth round, the fifth round, the sixth round...

The hall had become a sea of ​​joy.

Everyone sang and danced, and made a fortune.

There's no way around it; whatever they buy, Gao Ming will draw the same thing for them to win. Is there anything more hilarious than that?

By the fifteenth round, Gao Ming was completely exhausted.

Yes, he was covered in sweat, as if he had just taken a shower and hadn't dried himself off; even his hair was wet. He was completely exhausted.

I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore.

"Please wait a moment, I need to find someone else."

Gao Ming left with a single sentence and fled in a sorry state.

Today is the most humiliating day for him, the gambling king, without exception.

He had never seen anyone else buy anything and then grow that same thing for them.

If they didn't know that Old Mo was having a lucky day, the gamblers would have thought he was in cahoots with them.

Today's gambling king is more like a clown than a clown.

"Oh ho..."

The crowd cheered, bidding farewell to the gambling king. Everyone was overjoyed.

Ye Han stood there like a block of wood. Fifteen rounds, a full fifteen rounds, and he still couldn't figure out how Lao Mo cheated.

The other person places the bet first, and then you roll the dice. He can't even figure out how Lao Mo cheated, let alone see it.

Inside the casino lobby.

Old Mo hugged Xiao Fang and squeezed her breasts, asking, "Xiao Fang, how much did you win?"

Xiaofang counted carefully, her voice trembling as she said, "We won, ten million and four hundred thousand."

Yes, Xiaofang was a little scared; she had never seen so much money in her life.

She was originally an employee of this casino. She felt a little guilty about exchanging so many chips for money.

Old Mo pinched his little face and said, "Give it all to me, I'll exchange it for you, then open an account for you and deposit the money in, how about that?"

Xiao Fang nodded, looking at Lao Mo with gratitude.

This man was her lucky star; he was sent by heaven to save her.

Her family situation is not good; her mother is sick, which is why she had no choice but to come here to work, hoping to earn more money.

Otherwise, who would want to come here and let someone take advantage of them? Here, if you don't let people take advantage of you, they won't give you a tip. Not everyone is like Old Mo.

Well, Lao Mo also likes to take advantage of her. There's nothing you can do about it; that's just how men are.

Xiaofang still valued herself. She resisted temptation time and time again and never took that step of self-degradation.

She was also relieved that the casino didn't pressure her. Because, as a casino, they didn't need to appease anyone.

Therefore, the casinos provide them with quite good protection; everything depends entirely on their own willingness.

But today, Xiaofang feels like she's going to fall into depravity.

Old Mo took the chips and exchanged them for money. After fifteen rounds, he won another 75 million.

All in all, his money barely adds up to a billion.

So he stopped playing.

After exchanging the money, I checked the money on my new bankbook to make sure it was genuine.

He then opened a bankbook for Xiaofang before turning back to find her.

Xiaofang took the passbook, looked at the numbers on it, and was devastated; tears streamed down her face.

Old Mo said speechlessly, "What are you doing? Isn't winning money a good thing? Why are you crying?"

Xiaofang wiped away her tears, smiled, and said, "Wait for me a moment, I'm going to change my clothes."

With that, he ran off like a gust of wind.

She'd made up her mind; today she was going to succumb to temptation. Such a lucky man, such a miraculous man—who else could she give him to?

But this is the first and last time. Because tomorrow, she won't be coming to work here anymore.