C1217 Grand Slam
"Ah Zhou, your colleague is right."
Lin Fann nodded thoughtfully and extended his hand to the bearded man, "ThankYou."
"Haha, interesting."
He took out a blue chip and handed it to Lin Fann. With a big smile, he said, "Young man, you're very honest. If you earn more than me later, you won't have to return it."
"You might have made a connection."
Lin Fann's mouth curved into a smile as he handed the chips over to the girl: "Ah Zhou, I'll give you a portion of the service fee that I gave you in advance. I'll give you 1% of the service fee for how much you win later."
"Sir, that won't do."
The girl quickly shook her head and said, "We'll give it to you after the auction. This is your capital now."
Ou Dawei, who clearly knew Lin Fann's personality, took the chips and put it in the girl's hand: "If boss wants you to take it, then take it. Just based on boss's ability, you can go against the heavens."
"Alright, I'll take it first. If you need it, then ask me for it."
Gripping the chips tightly, the girl pursed her lips and stopped talking.
"Ah Zhou, your guest is so nice to you."
The Laos woman pouted her lips: "I gave you one of the two chips in total, how awesome."
"Thank you elder sister." The girl replied indifferently.
"You …"
The moment she heard no response to her taunts, the Laos woman coldly snorted and turned her head away.
Just wait and see, she wanted to see what she could win with a single chip. She was afraid that if she didn't put it in, she would lose it.
Du du du...
Ye Zichen placed the chips in his hand into the slot machine, and a burst of light flashed, followed by a series of yells.
The slot machine in front of Big Beard was also in the same situation.
"Young man, I'm about to begin."
Holding the lever on the slot machine, Big Beard pulled on it excitedly, "The God of Fortune is blessing me, haha."
Lin Fann closed his eyes and the Spiritual Sense went into the slot machine.
Every slot machine in the casino was different. Even every slot machine was different.
The reason why the Spiritual Sense covered the structure was because it was afraid that the casino would do something to it.
"As expected, tsk tsk."
When Lin Fann saw the metal plate inside the slot machine, he reached out his hand to grab the lever.
At the same time, a wave of true qi spread out.
"Didn't your Huaxia have something to say? How did you say it?"
The bearded old man stopped pulling the pole. Seeing Lin Fann, who had his eyes closed, he suddenly realized and said, "Don't act cool, act cool and get struck by lightning."
After shaking off the metal plate inside the slot machine, Lin Fann let go of the lever.0
"Your Chinese language studies are not bad."
Lin Fann nodded his head towards the bearded man, turned over his palm and took a bag from the Xumi Ring: "Dawei, put your chips in."
"Alright, put your chips on."
Ou Dawei reflexively took the bag, but the next moment, he was stunned: "Ah? To put up a bargaining chip? "
The result was not out yet. What was there to pretend for?
"Chinese loves to dress up. Placing a chip in there makes it seem like a grand slam."
The Laos woman's voice was full of disdain: "If you don't have money, then scram back to the lower level area. Don't embarrass yourself in the middle level area anymore. I, this kind of people like you …"
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong …
Before he could finish his last words, he was interrupted by the sound of the slot machine.
"Haha, I won the prize. My guest won the prize."
He happily looked at the slot machine in front of Big Beard. The color on it continuously flickered and the sound of a prompt sounded, making the woman from Laos mad with excitement. "Dearest you, you're too awesome.
Reaching out his hand to touch the Laos woman, Big Beard laughed out loud. "I've already said it already, today is my lucky day. Young man, take a look …"
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
Just as he wanted to show off, he saw the slot machine in front of Lin Fann glowing with colorful lights, a kind of light that existed in the legends.
Grand Slam?!?
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