Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Mr. Lin, Get the Magical Powers
Just when Sheldon thought he had a trick and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, a security guard suddenly ran over in a panic.
He pointed to the casino entrance and exclaimed: "Mr. Sheldon! Here he comes! Here he comes again!"
"What's coming?! Please speak clearly!" Goldstein scolded from the side.
The security guard swallowed his saliva and then said: "People from MGM! There are many people from MGM outside!"
Just as the security guard finished speaking, Sheldon had already seen more than twenty burly men walking into the casino.
Although these people were all wearing casual T-shirts, they were all thick and strong, just like the security guards at the casino.
The most important thing is that the T-shirts these people are wearing are exactly the same as the ten bodyguards who were previously blacklisted by Sheldon.
No, it should be said that these people are clearly in the same group as them!
Because when the ten bodyguards were sent out of the casino, the two groups of people even greeted each other and made no secret of their relationship.
"Golstein! What do they want to do?" Sheldon couldn't help but ask.
Goldstein swallowed and guessed: "Sir, they, they are not here to gamble, right?"
With the same clothes and the same posture, Goldstein couldn't help but wonder, could these people be like the ten bodyguards before, winning whatever they bought?
As the two looked at each other in surprise, these twenty or so strong men had already walked to the dice area. Each of them took out 100,000 chips and placed bets on various gaming tables in the dice area.
The same 100,000 chips, the same crazy single number bets.
Many gamblers reacted instantly.
"Aren't these the same group of people as just now?"
"They placed another order number, will they win this time?"
"What the hell, I've already made a profit just now. The worst thing I can do is make less, dealer! With 100,000 chips, I'll play the same numbers as them!"
"Me too!"
"Count me in!"
"Don't drive! I want to place a bet too!"
Seeing the gamblers around him placing bets following these people, Sheldon's hand holding the cane turned white from excessive exertion.
"Golstein, do you think they will succeed?"
"First of all, sir, I don't know! I really don't know!"
Goldstein has never been so confused in his life.
In all his years of working in casinos, this was the first time he had seen such a thing.
If one day before, someone had told him that there was a group of people who could win more than a dozen roulette and dice games by paying single numbers in a row, he would have thought that this person was a lunatic.
But now things that only appear in the crazy words of madmen are happening in reality.
Goldstein only felt that his three views had collapsed, so he could not judge at all whether these people would continue the madness of those before them?
But soon, the facts told them that there are such crazy things in this world.
"I hit it! I hit it!"
"Hahaha! I'm right, you can make money by betting with these people!"
"Basic Four, where did these people come from? Could it be that they are an army of gambling gods?!"
Amid the exclamations of the gamblers, Sheldon and Goldstein saw a shocking scene.
Every gambling table in the dice area had lost a lot of money in the round just now. The twenty or so new strong men who appeared were indeed the same as the previous bodyguards of little Kerkorian. They won whatever they bought!
Seeing those people putting away their chips and starting to place bets again, Sheldon, who was already red-faced with the loss, hit Goldstein with his crutch angrily: "Why are you still standing there?! Stop the gambling! The dice machine is also
It’s broken and needs repair!”
Goldstein reacted and immediately stepped forward to announce that all dice tables were temporarily suspended and the machines needed to be temporarily inspected.
When the gamblers heard this, they immediately complained.
But this time, they didn't complain for long, because the twenty or so strong men actually abandoned the dice area and ran to the baccarat area.
"Look, are they going to play baccarat?"
"Quick, quick, quick! We will follow whatever they do!"
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I can't miss it this time!"
Seeing the army that had just swept through the dice area approaching, the baccarat dealers' scalps instantly went numb and they almost cried in fear.
They all looked towards Goldstein, hoping that the manager would give them some advice.
Do you want to continue playing Baccarat?
Goldstein's calves were trembling.
Now that the roulette wheel in the casino has stopped, and the dice stopped just now, will baccarat also be stopped next?
He could only look at Sheldon, hoping that the boss would make a decision.
Cold sweat broke out on Sheldon's forehead, what he had accomplished today was beyond his imagination.
If this continues, let alone a month, I'm afraid the Venetian people will lose all their income for the year.
But what can they do? Really stop baccarat too?
What if the other party then changes to other projects? Can they still stop all the projects in the casino?
As for the method of blacklisting, Sheldon also figured it out, but it was of no use at all.
These people should be just ordinary bodyguards. No matter how much money little Kerkorian spends, he will never be able to find so many invincible gambling gods from all over the world to work for him.
Blacklisting them makes no sense at all.
He could drive these people away, but he couldn't stop young Kerkorian from sending more people over.
Tracing back to the source, the key to solving the problem still lies with the Chinese.
Sheldon can be sure that the series of incredible things that happened in the casino today must be related to that Chinese!
"Golstein, please stop all casino projects first!"
"What?! Sir, are you serious?"
Before Goldstein could react, Sheldon said to him again: "Yes! Stop! It's better to stop business than to continue to lose money!"
Sheldon's tone was full of bitterness and helplessness.
The casinos in Las Vegas have always been open 24 hours a day. Unless there is an earthquake, fire or war, they will never stop.
But today, this convention is broken.
Faced with a situation that cannot be understood by common sense, Sheldon, the gambling king of Las Vegas, had to bow to these people and the leaders behind them.
Not long after, in a Rolls-Royce outside the Venetian Hotel, young Kerkorian heard on the phone that the Venetian Casino was temporarily closed.
At this moment, little Kerkorian couldn't help but burst into laughter. How could that gambling king Sheldon Adelson be today?!
Simply unbelievable.
In the car, Fang Han, Xu Ling and the others also looked at Lin Chen with admiration.
"Brother Lin! You are so awesome! You even made the gambling king give in!"
"Brother Lin, you are so handsome! What is your gambling skills like? Can you teach me?"
"Mr. Lin, I didn't expect to see a gambling god with my own eyes. I'm so excited!"
Lin Chen smiled indifferently, as if he had just done an insignificant thing.
Suddenly, little Kerkorian, who was laughing, stopped laughing and pointed excitedly out of the window: "Dear Lin! Look, who is coming?"
Hearing this, Lin Chen and his group turned to look out the window.
They saw an old man hobbling towards them, leaning on a cane, accompanied by many people.
And who is this old man if not Sheldon Adelson?
After opening the car door, Lin Chen and little Kerkorian got out of the car and watched Sheldon approaching step by step.
"Hey! Mr. Sheldon, why are you here?"
Facing Lin Chen and Little Kerkorian, Sheldon wanted to shoot them with his own hands, but he had to put a smile on his face and asked Lin Chen in a low voice: "Mr. Lin, who just directed those people to gamble.
, is it you?"
"Mr. Sheldon, it seems that Las Vegas casinos do not prohibit guests from using the phone to ask for help outside the venue, right?" Lin Chen smiled.
Lin Chen's answer was equivalent to acquiescing to Sheldon's question.
Sheldon was shocked, and then nodded: "Yes, there is indeed no such rule in the casino. So Mr. Lin, I am here to ask you to stop what you did just now! I, Sheldon Adelson,
On behalf of the Venetian people and the Sands Group, I surrender to you!"
He turned his head, bowed his head to young Kerkorian and said: "Mr. Kerkorian, I would like to apologize to you for what happened at the MGM City Casino not long ago. I promise that the Sands Group will not do anything to MGM again in the future.