That night, Jiang Siming gambled heavily in the Las Vegas casino as usual, surrounded by several blond girls waiting on him, while he threw money on the gambling table coolly.
The Las Vegas Casino was more attentive to Jiang Siming than they were to their biological father. They joked that Jiang Siming would give them money every day, and Lao Jiang was even more affectionate than their biological father.
These big-bodied girls were given to him by the casino, and he could do whatever he wanted.
"Lord Dragon God, I'm sorry that you lost again." The croupier said gently to Jiang Siming with an apologetic smile.
"Oh, bet again." Jiang Siming casually pushed all the chips on the table out without looking, turned around and opened his mouth, and a blond girl with big boobs brought the red wine glass to his mouth.
The girl deliberately raised her head to an impressive height and was so seductive that she wished Jiang Siming could look at her a few more times and take her out for fun.
It's a pity that Jiang Siming is not interested in this kind of vulgar powder.
The dealer soon opened the market and lost again.
"Bring me another 10 million chips." Jiang Siming said calmly while sipping the red wine and leaning on the ergonomic flesh pad of the blonde behind him.
"Okay, but Lord Dragon God...you already owe 120 million tonight..." the dealer said.
Jiang Siming still said without blinking: "Old rules, take the IOU to Bai Palace and someone will pay you."
"Okay, okay, give Mr. Dragon God another 10 million chips!"
If Mr. Ao saw this, he would definitely scream in distress. In the past two months, Jiang Siming has lost tens of billions of dollars in the casino alone.
All these were done by Bai Gong to wipe his ass, not including other expenses. The treasury minister cursed all day long and half of his hair was bald.
Just as Jiang Siming continued to gamble, a figure appeared next to him.
"I heard that you haven't won once in the casino in the past two months. Isn't this kind of gambling luck too bad?"
It was the widowed sister who came to see Jiang Siming.
Compared to the other Avengers heroes who don't like to see Jiang Siming, the widowed sister is the only one who goes to chat with him when she has time.
Regarding Jiang Siming's cynical attitude towards life, the widowed sister tried to persuade him once, but Jiang Siming didn't listen at all, so she had no choice but to give up.
She originally decided to ignore Jiang Siming, but she came to find Jiang Siming again.
The widowed sister said that she had a mission this time. It was definitely not because she wanted to see him, and it was definitely not because of Jiang Siming’s amazing appearance. Absolutely not!
Damn it, okay, she admitted, she had no objection at all to Jiang Siming.
Including the American people.
No matter how Jiang Siming ruins his family, how he plays with things, or how he spends their taxpayers' money.
Except for men, young women cannot be angry with him at all.
There are even many reporters who take photos of Jiang Siming's life every day and sell them to magazines. Once a copy is published, they must be sold out.
Jiang Siming seems to have become an empress. No matter what bad things she does, she can be forgiven by men.
Where can you go to reason with this?
Seeing the widowed sister coming over, Jiang Siming still went his own way and pushed out the 10 million chips again.
"Brother, it's not money you're gambling with."
"Oh? Then what are you betting on?" The widowed sister tilted her head and looked at him and asked.
Jiang Siming did not answer her question, but said to her: "Do you think I will lose or win this round?"
The widowed sister replied without thinking: "I heard that you didn't win a single game in the two months you were in the casino, and of course you can't win this one either."
"Then let's make a bet. If I win, you will replace the waiter behind me and be my pillow." Jiang Siming said with a bad smile.
The widowed sister did not refuse in a hurry, but smiled and said: "What if you lose?"
"If I lose, I won't come to this casino anymore. This is exactly the task assigned to you by the above, right?"
The widowed sister was stunned. She didn't expect Jiang Siming to know her purpose. She smiled bitterly and said: "The Federal Bureau of Investigation told me that you have spent tens of billions of dollars on the treasury in the past two months. They hope that you can have correct values, not
If you continue to play like this, Mr. ZT may cry."
"It's only tens of billions. As for being so stingy, I saved New York. If it weren't for me, New York's losses would have been in the trillions, right?"
The widowed sister said helplessly: "You are right, but..."
"Stop it, if you want to persuade me, just make a bet with me. I won't come back after I lose." Jiang Siming interrupted her.
When the dealer next to him heard this, he was worried that Jiang Siming, the God of Wealth, was really gone.
The widowed sister thought for a second, then nodded and said: "Okay, I'll make a bet with you."
"That's right, let's start the trading, dealer." Jiang Siming said with satisfaction.
The croupier trembled with his hands, Alexander opened the Gu clock, and found out that Jiang Siming had won!
"Oh! Lord Dragon God! You win! You win!!"
Jiang Siming, the person who won the money, was not excited yet, but the croupier at the casino was almost jumping up and down with excitement.
Jiang Siming looked at the widowed sister with a smile.
The widowed sister had a subtle expression, and finally had no choice but to stand up and come behind Jiang Siming.
He squeezed away the reluctant busty girl and pushed himself up, acting as a new human flesh pillow for Jiang Siming.
Feeling Jiang Siming's head pressing against her, the widow's face quickly heated up.
In order to relieve the embarrassment, the widowed sister simply raised her hand to give Jiang Siming a head massage in the SPA.
Jiang Siming turned around and played another round and lost the money he won...
The widowed sister was heartbroken for a moment, rolled her eyes and asked, "Did you do this on purpose?"
"Don't talk nonsense without proof. It's called fate. Give it a good massage and I'll give you a tip later."
Jiang Siming said jokingly, and after speaking, he deliberately twisted his neck, which made the widow's heart become confused and her body trembled.
In order to cover up her confusion, the widowed sister quickly changed the subject and said: "Actually, I'm looking for you not just for this task. Do you know SHIELD and Hydra?"
"Of course I know, I'm a Marvel fan." Jiang Siming blurted out.
"Marvel fan? What is that?" The widowed sister didn't understand.
Jiang Siming coughed twice and said, "It's nothing, just keep talking."
The widowed sister had no doubts and continued: "Hydra has been eliminated long ago, but the remnants have been lurking around the world. They have the ability to invade SHIELD. During this period, they have been borrowing SHIELD's help to obtain SHIELD."
Confidential information, and they stole the Mind Scepter."
"You won't use this excuse to not follow our previous agreement, right?" Jiang Siming pretended not to believe it and asked.
The widowed sister quickly explained: "Of course not, this is true. The spiritual scepter was stolen by the remnants of Hydra, and it seems that they are doing some secret experiment."
"And then." Jiang Siming pretended to be very angry, and deliberately pressed the back of his head with some force. Not to mention the elastic feeling, it was so good~
The widowed sister groaned in pain and almost screamed.