The croupier's hands trembled non-stop, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
The moment he lifted the cup cover, the entire room erupted with a loud gasp, "Three sixes, it really is a leopard!"
"My God! It's so incredible!"
"Is this guy a gambling god?"
All the gamblers in the room looked at Yang Yu with fervent adoration in their eyes—awesome, way too awesome!
He Chong, struggling to suppress his stomach pain, stood up, but as soon as he saw the three sixes, he sat back down with a thump: "This guy is really ruthless!"
Jin Shihan was completely flabbergasted; she had not anticipated Yang Yu's gambling skills to be this transcendental.
Her future boss was simply too godlike!
Yang Yu took the box of chips back without even glancing at the once arrogant Second Young Master Wu and said to He Chong, "Manager He, I'll just gamble once, you don't have to compensate me with chips, just take this box of chips and, after deducting the taxes, transfer the money to my card..."
