Chapter 88 Two Trillion (4k words)

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 88 Two Trillion (4k words)

"FBI, open the door!"

Fingel shouted slogans in cooperation, but no one paid attention to them.

Whether it is the employees or guests of the Paradise Hall, they look like they are looking at a group of dead people.

Within seconds, they were surrounded by men in black inside and outside the Paradise Pavilion.

Bullets that are powerful enough to penetrate police body armor are already loaded. As long as the trigger is pulled, those who dare to cause trouble in the Paradise Hall will be beaten to pieces.

Lu Mingfei calmly stepped into the gate of Paradise Pavilion. In front of him, these murderers were just naughty kids with toy guns.

"Guest, if you damage the items in the museum, you will have to pay for it."

A soft female voice sounded, breaking the tense atmosphere.

Wearing a black suit and skirt, the female manager has a tall bun, a slim figure and bright eyes.

She is obviously much more beautiful than the other female employees in the Paradise Hall, but she deliberately wraps herself in conservative clothes.

Such carefulness makes her look even more attractive.

Lu Mingfei raised his chin, and Fingel immediately opened the suitcase in his hand and threw it to the ground.

The green U.S. dollars were stacked in bundles. They were square but more graceful than any beautiful woman.

"Is that enough?"

he asked.

"That's enough. Do you want me to exchange the remaining money into chips for you?"

the female manager asked gently.

"I heard that all your wishes can come true here."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Guest, this is of course impossible."

The female manager smiled coquettishly.

"For example, if you want Chinese football to win the World Cup, we can't do it."

She made a joke and obviously has a deep understanding of Chinese culture.

This is also a necessary skill for being the manager of the Paradise Hall. Guests come from all over the world, and she must be able to have something in common with everyone.

"I just want divine blood."

Lu Mingfei said straightforwardly.

"What is that?"

The female manager asked with her big eyes blinking.

He frowned, unable to tell the truth from what she said.

If I had known earlier, I would have asked the priests of the Dark Angels Chapter for advice. I heard that their interrogation techniques are very good and they can distinguish the authenticity of all the words of living creatures.

"It doesn't matter, if this is your wish, as long as you can win enough gold, the Paradise Hall will get it for you."

The female manager comforted her.

"How much money is needed?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"One billion two hundred million yen is enough."

The female manager replied.

1.2 billion yen, which is almost nine million US dollars.

The community fund is enough, but it is not enough because the 1.2 billion yen must be earned from the table.

"I wish you good luck and good luck. Sakurai Kogure looks forward to having in-depth discussions with you in the VIP room."

The female manager covered her collar with her hands and bowed deeply, as cautiously as a young girl who had just entered the workplace.

But her figure was as mature as a poppy flower in full bloom.

Sakurai Kogure swayed away, and the guards in black continued to patrol back to their original positions.

The guests are busy touching the employees, and the employees continue to be busy being touched by the guests.

Except for the bronze door that fell to the ground, everything was as usual.

"Junior brother, can you block it?"

Fingel asked.

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

When he was in the lower levels of the hive city, he didn't have the money to fight. After becoming a Space Marine, this kind of atmosphere did not exist in the Chapter.

On the contrary, I had a fight with the Space Wolves when I visited Fenris, but the fight was about wrestling and hunting sea monsters, not these mortals.

Chu Zihang saw that the equipment did not come in, but there was no need to ask.

How could a good student like him do something like gambling?

Even if I take cards to get snacks, I won't take him because I'm afraid he will tell the teacher if he loses.

Although Chu Zihang would neither tell the teacher nor lose.

"Well, it seems I can only rely on you."

Fingel pretended to sigh, but in reality he was gearing up.

I think he has been fighting in Kassel for many years. Not only he always wins every time he is blocked, but also he loses more than he wins.

But Fingel always believed that it was because the amount was too small.

Now, an opportunity to win 1.2 billion yen is before him, and he must fight for it.

Not to prove that he is great, but to tell the people who always criticize him that it was Cassel who restricted his talent.

As for what gameplay he planned to start with, it would be Pachinko.

This is a Japanese specialty that must be tasted.

The prototype of Pachinko is a European pool machine, but it reached unprecedented popularity after being introduced to Japan.

Whether in Tokyo, Osaka, or even Hokkaido, which has a very low average number of people, pachinko shops can be found everywhere.

People of all ages come to the store early in the morning, grab their favorite machines, and sit there all day long with lunch boxes and cigarettes in hand.

Amidst the never-ending sound of marbles, countless people's wages, pocket money, and pensions were buried in the black hole at the bottom of the pachinko machine.

Pachinko takes the civilian route, so the bet is usually 100 to 1,000 yen. However, the minimum bet for pachinko in Kukakukan is 10,000 yen.

Fingel sat in front of a pachinko with Fist of the North Star background, and the beautiful girl waiter next to him immediately came over.

"Do you need me to introduce you to how to play?"

She crossed her hands to support the burden, and the hole in the cheongsam collar was about to come out, and she didn't know what kind of play she was talking about.

Generally speaking, at this time, the customer will hold the waitress's hand up and down, and play the game console at the same time.

But Fingel glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was standing with his hands down, and waved his hand with reluctance.

"No, don't bother me. I'm an emotionless pachinko killer."

He said righteously.

Ten minutes later, the Pachinko killer leaned back, looking mortified.

He lost 30,000 US dollars in such a short period of time and failed to win the lowest level of rewards. To a certain extent, he is indeed very talented.

It’s not surprising to have this kind of outcome. There are always people who will swear to sum up the winning techniques, but in fact, the winning rate of this kind of machine is completely controlled by the machine’s background.

Players don't even have a chance to compete with the dealer. They are just fat pigs waiting to be killed.

Lu Mingfei watched the steel ball bounce back and forth on the steel nail, and judged the trajectory of the steel ball's movement with his enhanced vision and motor nerves.

If he hits the machine, there is a high chance that the steel ball will follow the trajectory he wants.

Fingel patted him on the shoulder and pointed behind him.

Lu Mingfei looked back and saw that the infield guards seemed to be patrolling on a daily basis, but in fact they were all keeping their eyes on this side.

Obviously, Paradise Hall would not leave them such an obvious opportunity to cheat.

"How about playing Texas Hold'em?"

Fingel suggested.

In games that test memory and calculation ability, hybrids have an advantage.
To be continued...