Shadow Empire

Chapter 626 Initial Impression
At the end of the month, the weather was so hot that people wanted to peel off a layer of their skin.

The city of Jingang, like a baking oven, is still full of tourists from all over the world.

The beaches in the bay area and beach area were crowded with people. Some bold girls wore cooler swimsuits, attracting the attention of the teenagers.

They would occasionally tease the teenagers, and watching them make fools of themselves seemed to be their greatest pleasure.

The long coastline has been turned into a big bathhouse by these tourists, if they knew what a bathhouse is.

The streets of the city were also filled with tourists. This might be the last peaceful summer in the "world". As the Federation's plan to join the war became more and more obvious, several countries near the Federation seemed to have begun to think about taking sides.

This is why, in addition to recruiting the navy, a large number of land forces must also be recruited.

Perhaps Congress and the President are more ambitious than people think.

But no matter what, people are seizing the tail of the last peaceful summer and enjoying everything here!
Crazy Jingang City, crazy beach, crazy casino, and... crazy bar!

From a glass of "naturally fermented grape juice" with ice cubes to "fermented cereal beverage", unbridled carnival has become the only theme of this city this summer!
In such a "midsummer", some people from Yalan and from other provinces gathered in the hotel above the Jingang Casino.

More than an hour before the meeting, Zabri sat at the "Lance Poker" table and participated in the game.

There are already many Lans Poker tables here, but it seems that they are still not enough. People’s enthusiasm for the winner takes all surpasses everything!
As long as you win once out of eight plays, you won’t lose!
This has become the reason for almost all gamblers to convince themselves to participate in the game!

This time they are not betting with the dealers or the casino, but with other gamblers. The casino will not be heavily involved and naturally will not cheat when dealing the cards.

They have never believed so much in the integrity of the dealers, so they are naturally willing to believe that they can win.

After taking a look at the cards in his hand, Zabri's gaze lingered on the faces of several other players who remained expressionless.

Now, players who can sit at the Lans poker table in the casino have already understood the essence of this game.

Intimidation, fraud, and traps are the essence of Lance Poker.

As some gamblers who traveled here brought the way of playing Lans Poker back to where they lived, more and more people began to understand this way of playing that is suitable for three to fourteen people. In some places, Lans Poker is even called "fraud poker."

But no matter what, it has become popular and very famous, and the Jingang Casino has also become a holy place in the minds of many Lans poker masters.

A casino that can produce such exciting gameplay must have the strongest players in the federation, or even the world.

Many people come here to participate in the game with a pilgrimage mentality. Naturally, this also makes the level of players at the gambling table higher and higher.

Zabri threw a twenty-dollar chip onto the table, and a new round of choices began. He stared at everyone intently, watching their expressions change, watching their eyes change.

Except for a few people, most people have expressionless faces, as if they are wearing a human skin mask, and no value can be read from them.

As the rounds went by, the chips on the table increased, but the number of players participating in the game decreased.

When Zabri turned over his cards, he was about to stand up to collect his chips, but was stopped by another player.

He looked at his opponent's cards, listened to the dealer announce the results, and left the gambling table cursing.

"That son of a bitch must have cheated!", he said to his men.

His men were a little helpless, "You can report this news to the casino."

Ever since someone committed suicide by jumping off a building after becoming depressed after cheating in a casino, we cannot say that there are absolutely no cheaters in casinos. We can only say that if there are, they are very low-key.

Winning streak?

Always losing small and winning big?
does not exist!
If you feel there is a problem, you will be taken away.

If you cooperate with the inspection and no problems are found, the casino will compensate you for the chips: 500 yuan for the first floor lobby, 5,000 yuan for the second floor, and 50,000 yuan for the third floor.

As for the higher levels?
How to deal with those non-public gambling tables is the guests' business. Of course, the casino can also provide appropriate cooperation, but it will cost extra.

Therefore, Jingang Casino is gradually regarded as one of the cleanest casinos. Anyone who has any suspicion here will be inspected.

Of course, there is a price to pay for indiscriminately suspecting others.

Zabry didn't want to get into trouble right now, so he shook his head, "He's lucky!"

In just a short while, more than an hour, he lost tens of thousands of dollars in the lobby on the first floor.

In fact, he didn't care much about the money. What made him unhappy was that he had a big hand but was always taken advantage of.

They are playing with the same cards, but others can win and he will definitely lose. That's why he is angry.

"It's almost time," his subordinates reminded him, and then he nodded, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mood, and then got into the elevator with his subordinates.

From the sightseeing elevator, he could see almost the entire third floor of the casino. Countless gamblers and the red, green, blue, purple, yellow, orange, white, black, silver, gold and crystal chips on the gambling tables woven into a sea of ​​desire.

All the people were trapped in the ocean, unable to extricate themselves, struggling without knowing it. No matter how hard they tried, they could not escape the fate of sinking to the bottom of the sea.

"Lance is a very powerful man," Zabry said suddenly.

His men were a little confused as to why he suddenly said this, but fortunately he took the initiative to explain, "That Lance Poker, and some of his practices."

"It seems like he went too far, but he also acted in a measured way. I now feel that the decline of the five major families must be inextricably linked to him."

"And I also heard that he has people in Congress."

When he talked about this, he couldn't help laughing a few times. Gangs and Congress, these words can't be connected at all.

But inexplicably, he felt that it seemed possible.

As he laughed, his expression became serious. If this was true, the situation would be very bad.

As the elevator reached the floor they wanted to go to, he composed himself, straightened his clothes, and followed the sign at the door to enter a small meeting room.

There are many such venues in Jingang Casino. Some of the people who come here to play are in groups, including companies, group companies, capitalist families, and even federal government officials.

In addition to experiencing life, they also need a place to work, and these small auditoriums and meeting rooms can come in handy.

Zabri walked into the venue and found his seat, but without him noticing, someone bumped into him.

"Walk carefully, asshole!"

He frowned and glanced at the person who knocked him down. It was a piece of shit from the Holy Bell Party. His expression became a little disgusted. "You are like a piece of dog shit that makes me feel sick. Your dog mother should have kept you in her stomach instead of pulling you out."

"Fuck!" The guy who was beaten by him suddenly became impulsive. Seeing that the two were about to fight, the staff on the scene immediately rushed over and pulled them apart.

The one who came from the Holy Bell Party was a guy named David. He had silver brown hair with slight natural curls. His hair was not long, and it grew in circles on his head, which looked a bit weird.

His face looks rectangular, with a sunken chin, light blue eyes, and he looks very special.

But unfortunately, this person is an extremely conservative radical.

There is competition between the Holy Bell Party and the Marcus Family in some areas. Where there is competition, there is friction. The friction between gangs will definitely not be resolved in a civilized manner, so there is hatred between the two sides.

David made a throat-cutting gesture to Zabri. Although he was conservative and radical, he knew that this was Lance's territory.

Although he didn't think the young man could be that powerful, he decided to respect him until he had a thorough understanding of the situation.

He is indeed extreme, but that doesn't mean he is stupid.

After he finished cutting the throat, he turned around and left arrogantly.

"Mr. Zabri, do you need us to mediate?"

Zabri's expression was not good, of course not towards the staff. He shook his head, "It's just a mad dog. I'm used to it. Thank you for your kindness."

He came to his seat and sat down, his mood still fluctuating.

As more and more people arrived at the scene and the agreed time came, Lance finally appeared on the podium on time.

Some people in the audience were dissatisfied with his behavior. Some just snorted to express their dissatisfaction, while others directly expressed that they didn't like Lance's behavior.

Lance also heard the discussions, but he didn't care.

He walked to the middle of the podium, looked at these people calmly, and then said, "This should be the first time we meet. Let me introduce myself. My name is Lance, Lance White. I'm very happy to see you all here."

"I know you will notice my youthful appearance and feel that I am just a young man and not worthy of your attention."

"Here, now, I remind you not to have such thoughts."

"I will try my best..."

Before Lance could finish his words, a man with a thick Arran accent, slightly dark skin, and a small mustache spoke up, "Tell us something we're interested in. We're not here to make friends with you. We have to discuss business."

Many people nodded. Everyone here had a gang background. The only difference was that some gangs were larger, like the Saint Bell Gang, the Marcus Family, and the Thorn Gang that took the initiative to sit in the corner.

But there are also some smaller gangs, like these gangs from Asia.

In Lance's eyes, they were not much different from those small-time characters in the suburbs who made a living by extorting three or five dollars from passers-by.

He looked at the man, "If I were you, I would choose to shut up and listen quietly, rather than causing trouble for yourself and the gang behind you!"

(End of this chapter)