Fated to My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1418: Just afraid he plays bigger and bigger

Chapter 1418: Chapter 1418: Just afraid he plays bigger and bigger

The minimum bet was also one million, and how much more to press was up to oneself.

Less than half an hour after the start, the chips in front of Ruan Tianling grew another layer.

More and more people gathered around, worshipping Ruan Tianling as the gambling god.

Meanwhile, in the casino’s surveillance room, a man with a scar on his face stood in front of the LCD screen, watching Ruan Tianling with a cold gaze.

"Zoom in on the camera," he commanded coldly, and the staff immediately enlarged the image to focus on Ruan Tianling’s dice-rolling hand.

The golden-covered Dice Poisonous Insect was rapidly shaking in his hand, so fast that it dazzled onlookers.

The scar-faced man squinted his sharp eyes, but he couldn’t discern Ruan Tianling’s cheating techniques.

It’s impossible for someone to win every single round without ever losing solely based on luck; he must be cheating.

But it’s no use knowing he’s cheating if you can’t see how he does it.

"Hong Brother, he’s already won three billion from us," a subordinate entered and reported gravely.

Three billion wasn’t a big amount for them, what they feared was...

Ruan Tianling won another round.

"Sir, do you wish to continue?" asked the Casino Dealer who played with him, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief and inquiring in a cautious and trembling voice.

He’s terrified of him continuing to play.

Losing so much money, he would be punished as well!!

Even a casino as rich as this couldn’t withstand his style of play.

In just half an hour, he’d won three billion; in another half an hour, the casino would be running at a loss for the month...

But they couldn’t kick him out; casinos exist to let patrons bet freely. Bet however big you want, or else don’t run a casino at all!

And the kind of patron casinos dread the most is a gambling god.

No, what they dread even more is a gambling god with a complicated background!

Because such people, you can’t afford to offend them, nor can you chase them away... like Ruan Tianling!

"Let me think about it," Ruan Tianling replied nonchalantly, leaning lazily against the chair’s backrest.

"Of course, take your time, think carefully," the Casino Dealer said with a beaming smile, praying that he would get up and leave right away!

Ruan Tianling sat with elegant posture, his slender and attractive fingers lightly tapping on the table, each tap captivated everyone’s attention.

He suddenly raised his hand slightly, making many people tense up—

"Where’s the drink? Pour me some!"

Everyone thought he had made up his mind, but it turned out he was asking for a drink! What a surprise!

A subordinate poured him a glass of 86-year-old whiskey, and Ruan Tianling held the glass, taking a sip leisurely.

Setting down the glass, his dark eyes twinkled, and his thin lips curved with a hint of a cold and charming elegance.

"Well, I’ve decided; playing like this is no fun, let’s not play this way. How about we play for higher stakes? How does one chip for fifty million sound?"

The scar-faced man in the surveillance room fiercely crushed a glass cup!

It wasn’t his good luck they were afraid of, but him playing ever larger!

"I’ll go meet him!" The scar-faced man’s face turned gloomy and icy as he turned and strode out!

...

"Hong Brother is here!"

Somebody called out, and the crowd automatically parted to make way.

A tall and burly man with a fierce scar on his face, emanating a strong presence, walked forward with firm steps.

Ruan Tianling slightly narrowed his eyes; he had finally provoked him into action.

The scar-faced man walked up and stood opposite Ruan Tianling, politely asking, "Sir, I am the manager of the casino, may I join you for a few rounds?"

"You’re joining?" Ruan Tianling sneered, "Aren’t you afraid of losing all the casino’s money?"

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