Medicine God.
In the casino.
Ai Er looked at the mountain of chips piled before Wang Hao and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, marveling at how incredibly good his luck was, to the point of having no peers.
With a smile, Wang Hao said, "Folks, any of you want to join in and bet on the banker too? I think the banker will win for at least 100 rounds."
The crowd around him looked on with disdain. How could a banker possibly win 100 consecutive rounds? Do you think you own this casino?
Wang Hao spread his hands, "Since you don't believe, just don't regret it later... keep betting on the banker for me..."
Just then, cries of astonishment arose from a distance.
"We're out of money, the slot machines are out of money; they've been cleaned out by this rabbit."
"Holy shit, how does a slot machine, which should be hard to win, get drained by this rabbit? What kind of luck does it have?"
"Whose rabbit is this? I'll give 100 million in chips for it."
