Chapter 2185 - 2145: I’m Richer Than You

It wasn’t until the dealer had lost 1.2 billion US Dollars that the casino decided to stop; he knew there was no way he could beat this young man.

As for how this young man was cheating, since they couldn’t find any evidence, it was hard to say.

They could only say this young man’s gambling skills were insanely good.

"Mr. Ye, how about I introduce some of our players to play with you? We’ll just charge a percentage as a table fee."

"Sure."

On this point, the casino had plenty of registered players.

These players would all look for similar-level players to play with.

Looking at the pile of Gambling Chips on the table in front of him, Ye Qiu exchanged part of them into chips worth 1 million US Dollars each, and converted the rest into cash, depositing it into his Citibank gold card.

When he entered that even more luxurious VIP room and sat down, Xia Jing and Miranda sat to the side.

The two women weren’t feeling sleepy yet.

But Xia Jing really couldn’t figure it out: Ye Qiu looked like such an ordinary young man, so why did it seem like he knew everything?

Whether it was ballroom dancing, all kinds of languages, or now this level of gambling skills.

She honestly found it hard to believe everything she’d seen, but now the facts were right in front of her.

Soon, a white man came over with two young blonde beauties in his arms.

At a glance, this white guy was clearly one of those nouveau riche types.

But the look in his eyes when he glanced over made Ye Qiu a bit unhappy.

"So you’re Chinese, no wonder you’ve got money."

Seeing Ye Qiu, he thought Ye Qiu was Chinese.

In the eyes of a lot of white and black people now, as long as someone from Huaxia is abroad, they all seem to be loaded.

Ye Qiu couldn’t be bothered to talk nonsense with him and instead asked, "How are we playing? How big?"

The dealer had already gone down to defeat in his hands; let alone these non-professional players in front of him.

"Ten million a round, we can play however you want," that white guy said.

Soon, aside from the female dealer the casino sent over to assist, it was just Ye Qiu and that white guy on each side, plus the women they’d brought—no one else.

Of course, while they were playing, the surveillance cameras above were recording the whole time.

They’d review it later, for study and reference.

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From a little after ten at night all the way to past two in the morning, Ye Qiu’s opponents switched out again and again.

He no longer even knew exactly how much money he’d won.

Anyway, there was no shortage of players losing tens of millions each time.

And each time, it only took maybe a dozen minutes.

Seeing Xia Jing and Miranda both starting to yawn, Ye Qiu knew it was time to head back to Chinatown to rest.

After having one of the casino’s female attendants help him exchange all the Gambling Chips into cash and wire it into his bank card, Ye Qiu realized that over just a few hours he’d already won nearly 600 million US Dollars.

If he kept playing it would definitely go higher.

But there was no need anymore.

He took Miranda’s hand, and with Xia Jing in tow, walked out.

To Ye Qiu, everything in Las Vegas wasn’t anything special. As long as he wanted something, he could get it.

But right now, it seemed he’d only come here to have some fun.

They came down from the MGM Plaza casino building, ready to grab a taxi back.

Even though it was close to three in the morning at MGM Plaza, it was still very lively here, not much different from daytime.

Blacks, whites, people of all kinds, and lots of male and female tourists were messing around outside.

Holding Miranda’s hand, with Xia Jing behind him, Ye Qiu was about to flag down a taxi when he noticed there were quite a lot of people waiting for cabs. The casino did offer complimentary shuttles, but few people used them.

Right then, a middle-aged white man—who looked either drunk or pretending to be—looked at Ye Qiu and said, "Yellow monkey, I’ve got my eye on your chick. How much for you to hand her over?"

In Las Vegas, women and money were always tied together with gambling. It seemed like as long as you won enough money, you could get any woman you wanted.

That was also why, the moment he got off the plane, Ye Qiu noticed there really were a lot more beauties around here.

But in Ye Qiu’s eyes, those were no different from public buses—too filthy.

No matter how pretty that kind of woman looked on the outside, Ye Qiu wouldn’t touch her.

How much?

Ye Qiu hadn’t expected this white pig really didn’t know when to quit—he’d obviously taken Miranda and Xia Jing for that kind of woman.

"Yellow monkey, I’ve got plenty of money," that white guy added.

"Get lost," Ye Qiu said coldly.

"You—" The white guy was about to say something when Ye Qiu drove his fist straight into the man’s eyes.

If he’d used a bit more force, he probably would’ve blown both of the guy’s eyes out.

The man let out a scream and clutched his eyes in agony, and Ye Qiu gave him another kick.

"White pig, I’ve got more money than you,"

Ye Qiu spat another curse.

Then he pulled Miranda and Xia Jing away.

Just now, no one else had really noticed, so Ye Qiu wasn’t worried about him calling the cops.

Besides, he knew this white pig wouldn’t live much longer anyway.

He flagged down a taxi, got in, and took it back to Huaxia City in Chinatown.

Huaxia City in Chinatown was also open twenty-four hours, bustling and lively.

In that regard, compared to other parts of America, probably only Chinatown was like this.

Back in this small Chinatown, they found their hotel and went upstairs. Originally, Ye Qiu was sharing a room with Miranda, with Xia Jing in a room of her own.

He didn’t expect Xia Jing to follow them in as well.

"Isn’t your room next door?"

"I’m a little scared of the security around here,"

Xia Jing said.

"It’s just next door. If anything happens, just call."

On this, Ye Qiu really wasn’t worried.

Xia Jing could only head back to the room next door.

After sending Miranda to take a shower, at this hour, the body’s hormones and detox processes were at work; people needed to rest.

When Miranda came out of the shower, she hadn’t washed her hair, since if she did, who knew how long it would take to blow it dry.

After Ye Qiu finished his shower, he came out and just wrapped his arms around her and went straight to sleep.

Early the next morning, before Ye Qiu had even woken up, word had already spread across Las Vegas that a Gambling God had appeared last night and walked away with 600 million US Dollars.

Six hundred million US Dollars—equivalent to thirty to forty billion Huaxia Yuan.

If it wasn’t a Gambling God come to life, how could someone like that even exist?

A lot of people thought it was just the casino hyping up some myth as promotion.

But the casino said this Gambling God was a Chinese.

Ye Qiu knew nothing about any of that.

Right now he and Miranda were still sleeping comfortably.

It wasn’t until after eight in the morning that he finally woke up.

Miranda was still sleeping beside him.

Once Ye Qiu woke up, he couldn’t fall back asleep.

He planned to get up first.

And today, he definitely wasn’t going to the casino; instead, he planned to check out the amusement parks around here.