Last night's game went on until now, and all the mahjong players were full, shaking dice, Russian roulette, all of which required Ma Kui and his team to be the bookmakers.
This stuff is good for when the game just starts, but now they just take a commission, no more managing these games.
The only thing left to play was poker.
A table of seven or eight people had been playing from last night until now, still as enthusiastic as ever.
After Ma Kui went over, he patted someone on the shoulder and had them make room for Long Fei to sit down.
He warned Long Fei, "Brother Long, don't blame me for not telling you. Your ten thousand could be gone in two or three hands here; it's not too late to back out now."
Long Fei chuckled lightly, "Thanks for the concern, but I really do want to gamble a few rounds."
He took out his money and had Ma Kui exchange it for chips.
Here, cash didn't go on the table; the chips ranged from a minimum of one hundred to a maximum of ten thousand.
