Chapter 1297 - Little Master The Non-Emirate

Chapter 1297: Little Master The Non-Emirate
Translator: 
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Tong Hua nearly jumped up. He won, won, won. He jumped up and happily pulled the secret guard brother who had brought the chips over.
I won, I won. It’s really 4.


Don’t be agitated. Don’t be agitated. Did you place your bet? Your chips are fresh and hot and are just out of the oven.


Aiya, your action is so slow.
Tong Hua took the chips over and placed his bet on 4 again!
The secret guards thought for a while. Their honest advice was unpleasant to hear.
Little Master, probability plays a major role in Russian roulette. You are so smart. You should be able to calculate the probability. 4 has already come out. For the next round, the probability of a single digit 4 is very small. Why not bet on big or small?

Tong Hua waved his hand coolly.
Bet on what big or small? The payout is so low. The most important thing in gambling is luck. My luck has always been good.


…
The secret guards stared at him.
In the second round, 10 came out. Tong Hua felt depressed in his heart. He did not believe in fallacies. Little Tong Hua, who felt that his face was pale, placed his bet on 4 for three rounds consecutively. He lost consecutively. In the eyes of the little sister, this was a piece of fat meat.
The secret guards thought in their hearts, 
Dealer little sister, do you know that this is Little Master?


If he’s not happy, the casino will be closing down. You will be unemployed. Still not giving him a chance? 

The upright dealer little sister killed Tong Hua six times in a row.
Tong Hua said,
I’m not playing. I’ll change to another!

He ran to play the slot machine. Tong Hua played 11 rounds of the slot machine and did not have many gains. He was very disappointed. In the end, when he left, an old lady ran to the side of his slot machine and inherited his fortune.
She won 200,000 Euros!!!
Ah ah, the whole place was filled with excitement. It had been a long time since someone had struck such a big prize. Tong Hua looked helplessly as the old lady collected her prize. He felt depressed in his heart.

On what basis? On what basis? It’s obvious that I was the one who helped her to increase the probability of her winning the prize. 


Why?

Was his face so black?
If he had persevered for one more round, he would have earned money.

So sad, so heartbroken!

The secret guards said,
Little Master, don’t be afraid. Your wealth is equivalent to that of the entire nation!

Little Master really increased the probability of winning a prize. This slot machine would definitely be paying money today.

I want to continue playing!

Tong Hua changed and played another item.
Bad luck kept following little Tong Hua. It was as if it purposely went against him. He lost whatever he played. Even when he played something that was based on IQ and calculated the possibility, he also lost until a mess. He did not win at all for those that depended on luck.
He did not win even a small prize. This made him sad.
The secret guards thought, 
Could this be a bug of the home ground?

100,000 Euros were swiftly lost. Tong Hua waved his hand.
Change another 100,000!

He wanted to have a battle in all directions.
The secret guards went to exchange the chips. One of them went into the monitoring room and took out his own pass. He called the manager over. The manager was a middle-aged man. He bowed down and was very polite.

Did you receive a report that a child had infiltrated the casino?
This was something that the whole casino knew. This child was wealthy and imposing. His luck was not bad generally.
The surveillance center already had its eyes on him earlier.
This was a little fat sheep. They could not let him go.
The manager smiled as he said,
Although I don’t know whose family’s ratchet child has come here, the way that he’s gambling, one million will be accountable. When there’s money to be earned for the casino, isn’t it silly not to earn?


What is integrity?


Can it be eaten?


Can it be compared to 100,000 Euros?


It must not be!

The manager was all smiles and was even smug. The secret guards then thought of it.
Did you do it on purpose?


When did the people from your castle become so upright? It is simply frightening to others.
The manager giggled as he moved backward and hid. He nearly did a hand gesture people did in traditional dance, which disgusted the secret guards until they wanted to puke.