Chapter 285: Chapter 0285: Treated as a Fat Sheep_1
"What’s going on? Why haven’t you transferred my winnings to my account?" Zhang Bin demanded angrily, standing with Noda Sayuri at the token exchange counter.
"Could it be that you intend to default on the payment? The consequences would be severe," Chen Chaoyue said, an icy smile creeping onto his face as a tremendous aura burst forth from him.
As for Ma Rufei, he was furiously slamming the counter. "Pay up! Pay up! Hurry up and give us the money!"
They had already been waiting there for half an hour for the money to be credited to their accounts. Zhang Bin’s intention was to quit while he was ahead and leave the casino. His main concern was that the casino wouldn’t be able to pay out such a large sum, so he planned to take the money and leave immediately.
"Gentlemen, please wait a little longer. We’re currently gathering the funds..." the attendant behind the counter explained, her face pale.
Meanwhile, in the surveillance room, more than a dozen people were repeatedly watching the footage of Zhang Bin and Noda Sayuri playing the slot machines. They were all gambling experts supported by the casino, and they were trying to find evidence that Zhang Bin had cheated. Yes, they were convinced he had cheated, because such odds were absolutely impossible to hit, unless the machine had malfunctioned. However, they had never encountered a machine malfunctioning before.
"Any findings?" the casino boss, Dakai Tanikawa, asked, his face dark with rage.
Everyone shook their heads slowly, unable to discern any foul play. Indeed, Zhang Bin hadn’t even touched the slot machine; Noda Sayuri had done all the operating. He simply didn’t have the opportunity to cheat. Even a Superpower User with the ability to control electricity couldn’t cheat without touching the machine.
"Could it really be dumb luck? A machine malfunction?" Tanikawa sputtered furiously.
If it were a machine malfunction, the casino would still have to pay. If it had been a small amount, they would have paid without hesitation. But this was 80 million USD—an astronomical figure. How could they bear to part with it? It was equivalent to giving away the casino’s entire annual profit.
"Boss, he mentioned earlier that he likes to play mahjong. Why don’t we organize a game? We can win back everything, principal and interest," one of the men suggested.
This suggestion received Tanikawa’s approval and was immediately put into action. Soon, Zhang Bin received 80 million USD in chips. He instantly understood that while winning money was easy, collecting it was not. The casino would never let him leave with 80 million USD. A bloody battle is inevitable.
Ma Rufei, however, was very upset. He said angrily, "We’re done gambling. We want to go back and rest. Why are you giving us chips?"
"Hurry up and give us the cash! We’re leaving, no more gambling!" Chen Chaoyue shouted.
They naturally understood the principle of quitting while ahead. With their amateur skills, if they continued to gamble, they would surely lose the 80 million USD right back. They were convinced that Zhang Bin was also a novice and that his massive win was just sheer luck. Of course, they were unwilling to gamble any further.
"Didn’t this gentleman just say he wanted to play mahjong? Why the sudden desire to leave? Have a little fun, take a few beauties back with you... Wouldn’t that be nice?" The casino’s PR manager, Kyoko Fujita, a stunning beauty herself, swayed elegantly toward them with four other gorgeous women.
Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue were completely dazzled. Their hearts pounded and their eyes blazed with desire, fixed upon the five women, unable to look away.
"Play a little longer, and then we’ll have a late-night snack with you..." the four beauties cooed, immediately splitting into two groups. Two went to Ma Rufei and two to Chen Chaoyue, each taking one of their arms.
Kyoko Fujita moved to Zhang Bin’s side. "Sir, as long as you continue gambling for a little while, I’ll be yours tonight."
They were professionally trained in the art of seduction, one of the casino’s most powerful weapons.
Zhang Bin seemed to be in a daze. His breathing grew heavy, and he nodded without hesitation. "Alright, let’s play mahjong for another hour. Then we’ll go for a late-night snack."
It’s finally settled. A collective sigh of relief went through the casino staff.
Kyoko Fujita was ecstatic. I finally pulled it off! Once we win all this fool’s money, he’ll probably want to jump off a building. There’s no way he’ll actually be spending the night with me. So, it was merely an attractive but empty promise.
And so, Zhang Bin and his companions went to the mahjong room. It was quite spacious, at least two hundred square meters, containing only a single automatic mahjong table. A luxurious sofa and coffee table were set off to one side.
Three other players came in. One was the white man who had invited Zhang Bin to play earlier. Another was an Asian man, about thirty years old. The last was a sensual woman with captivating eyes, though her looks were only slightly above average.
PR Manager Kyoko Fujita made brief introductions, implying that the other three were not affiliated with the casino. They were merely other clients, and the casino was only taking a commission.
Of course, Zhang Bin didn’t believe her. He had Tutu thoroughly investigate them.
Soon, he learned their true identities. The sensual woman was one of the casino’s secret master gamblers, Hisako Otake. She was also a Superpower User with the ability to see through objects. Combined with her formidable skill at mahjong, this made her invincible.
The white man, Dayevsky, was from White Swan Country. He was another Superpower User with the Special Ability of Mind Reading and was also a top-tier gambler.
The Asian man, Sato Hiroshi, was from the Island Nation, not China. He had no Special Ability, but he was in collusion with Kyoko Fujita, familiar with all of her eye movements, gestures, and special signals, knowing exactly how to feed her the right tiles.
Damn... they’re treating me like a fat sheep for the slaughter. With this setup, they probably don’t just want to win back the 80 million USD they lost. They want to win every penny I have on me.
The three other gamblers chose their seats and sat down, looking at Zhang Bin expectantly. However, Zhang Bin didn’t approach right away, an uncertain expression on his face.
"Darling, hurry up and play so we can have our late-night snack," Kyoko Fujita cooed, writhing in Zhang Bin’s embrace.
"Um... can we not play? I’ve suddenly lost interest in mahjong..." Zhang Bin said, his face a mask of embarrassment, as if he wanted to back out.