America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 271 High-Tech Gambling God

Soon, more than an hour of card game time passed in the blink of an eye. One after another, three or four VIP players and members of the China-Africa wealthy group left, leaving only two China-Africa wealthy individuals, the head of the group, and one other guest at the table.

The leader of the poker team made intermittent gains and losses, and unintentionally, his profits on the poker table had reached $5.6 million, bringing his total chips to $10 million.

The headset also indicated it was time to make a move, and Zhang Ailun routinely lost $1.

The guest next to him chose to stop playing cards, got up and went to the restroom. Zhang Ailun chatted and laughed with the wealthy man from Central Africa next to him, looking relaxed and happy.

When the tycoon returned, he glanced at the cards in his hand and, without saying a word, immediately went all in!

"...?"

Zhang Ailun looked at the $800 million that was being pushed into the room and immediately looked suspiciously at the hysterical guest.

Dude, isn't this my turn?

The wealthy man from Central Africa also looked displeased, staring at him. "Buddy, you've gone all in? Are you in or not?"

The guest smiled slightly: "How about a decisive victory? I have urgent business to attend to, so I'll bet my hand is stronger than any of yours."

"You can play by yourself."

Many wealthy Chinese and Africans chose to fold, and Zhang Ailun naturally followed suit.

After glancing at the three men, each with their own ulterior motives, Zhang Ailun fiddled with the chips in his hand, wondering if something had gone wrong and if they hadn't coordinated well.

After thinking about it carefully, no, this should also be part of their plan!

But the next thing the guest did made everyone a little sweaty.

The opponent didn't care what their hole cards were, didn't even glance at them, and went all in without a second thought, throwing all the money on the table into the game, completely disregarding the feelings of the player to their left. The already charcoal-black face of the Central African tycoon turned even darker, with a reddish tinge.

I must say, their acting skills are truly excellent!

The African tycoon was initially unconvinced and placed a big blind of several hundred thousand. However, the guests quickly increased their bets from 800 million to 1000 million, and from 1000 million to 1500 million. In just a few rounds, the three people present lost everything. Even those who refused to believe in the odds and insisted on calling the bet suffered heavy losses.

Even the wealthiest people in Central and African countries can't beat him in a straight-up game!

Even the Grand Master, who was present at the scene, was almost overwhelmed by his invincible aura.

He went to the restroom and came back with incredible power. Are you possessed by the God of Gamblers, Ko Chun?

If you didn't cheat, I'll eat it.

After glancing at his chips, which had dwindled to $760 million, he decided to suspend his game to cool down and not participate in the next few rounds.

Coulson, standing nearby, watched as the chips of the Central African tycoons dwindled, his face beaming with delight.

Zhang Ailun watched as the guest next to him won again, easily and with a good hand. He won with three of a kind and a pair, making him 100% certain that the guest had also won!

He was probably wearing headphones too.

Damn it, this guy is starting to abandon all sense of martial ethics!

After choosing to suspend trading, Zhang Ailun immediately made an excuse to go to the bathroom and called Coulson over.

He asked the other party, "What's going on with this guy? Is this some kind of outrageous thing? What kind of high-tech stuff did he use? I remember he wasn't one of us, so why is he eating me too?"

"He's someone we've had planted beforehand. You're wearing bone conduction headphones, and there are two other people helping you see everyone else's cards. But he not only wore headphones, but he also wore contact lenses while he was in the bathroom, so he can see all of your hands. He's our trump card this time. Mr. Jin, you've already won a lot of money, so losing a little won't matter."

Coulson said, "It will be difficult for us to win all those people's assets. They probably won't go all in here; we'll have to make them bleed a lot! The poker game is just part of the scheme. As long as they have the idea of ​​turning the tables, whether it takes three days or five days, as long as they're willing to put up collateral, we've won."

"Sure enough, as long as you use high technology, everyone can be the God of Gamblers, Ko Chun," Zhang Ailun sighed, feeling utterly bored.

After going to the restroom and returning to the card table, he glanced at the Central African tycoon who had fallen silent, wearing a mask of pain, and whose chips had dwindled once again.

From making grand pronouncements at the beginning to falling silent after losing.

Zhang Ailun participated in a new round of the game, deliberately holding down his cards to prevent his opponents from seeing them, and immediately started placing blinds, calling no matter how much the player before him bet.

The guests were also surprised by his actions, thinking that the backstage staff must have chosen to let him win, and they also decisively chose to fold.

The group of wealthy Chinese from Central Africa had become numb and had little desire to win, placing their bets cautiously.

Zhang Ailun smiled slightly, glanced at the community cards dealt by the dealer, and then revealed his hole cards with his other hand. "Sorry, I have two pairs."

"My highest card is only the Queen. You win." The Central African tycoon looked down at his hand, which was terrible, and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Ailun collected the chips on the table and continued with a $10,000 blind bet. After more than ten rounds, the wealthy man from Central Africa couldn't take it anymore and decided to bet all of his chips.

"We will win this decisive battle!!"

"Sorry, I'm not playing anymore." Zhang Ailun glanced at his chips.

They won $750 million, you're all in cahoots, why would I follow?

I'm done here. I'm outta here. You guys go have fun.

With the only outsider, the Grand Master, choosing to leave, the wealthy Chinese and African tycoons and guests at the table stared at each other, exchanging bewildered glances and knowing looks.

Guest: Everyone's gone, are we still going to play?

Central African tycoon: We'll talk after we lose.

The three people at the card table continued the game.

Zhang Ailun, with female celebrities on either side of him, led them out of the venue and into the rest area of ​​a private room. The manager instructed staff to help tidy up the chips and then approached them with feigned concern, asking, "Mr. Jin, how was your experience with the game?"

"Not bad, at least I won some money. Your casino is doing a pretty good job." Zhang Ailun chuckled.

Having successfully orchestrated Coulson's downfall, is the next step to scheme against the Grand Master?

I'm not afraid of me winning money, I'm just afraid I won't come.

But sorry, I've seen through your tricks! You've thrown away millions of dollars, and you're not going to catch anything.

"Exchange the chips for cash for me, and I'll return this 500 million to you." Zhang Ailun handed the 500 million chips back to Coulson, who put them away, since it was originally his own money.

The remaining 750 million is the net profit that the leader earns on the table.

Zhang Ailun generously gave a reward to Natasha and Betana, and tens of thousands of dollars in bonuses to Sieg and the other two. He then bid farewell to Coulson and took the group on a cruise, enjoying food, drinks, leisure, and shopping.

I took out my phone and glanced at your message; it was from Amanda.

Amanda: I've invited my best girlfriends to a party at my place tonight, are you free to come? I haven't properly thanked you yet!

Zhang Ailun: Maybe I'll have time. I'm still in Las Vegas right now, and I'll be flying back to Los Angeles on a private jet later.

Amanda: We don't have any work scheduled for tomorrow, and we're going to be out until at least 4 a.m., so you can definitely make it! What do you do in Las Vegas?

Zhang Ailun: We didn't do anything special, just took care of some personal business with a friend. If I get back to Los Angeles and make sure I have time, I'll message you.

Amanda: Okay, no matter how much time passes, I'll wait for your message. I also have a surprise guest here. You'll definitely like it.

Zhang Ailun: I'm really looking forward to it.

After exiting the chat window, Zhang Ailun asked Jennifer, Eileen, Olivia, and the others what gifts they wanted. He could buy them from the Las Vegas ship and bring them back to them. After all, he had already gotten millions of dollars for free, so why not spend it?

Jennifer and Erin suggested they wanted to try Las Vegas desserts. Zhang Ailun promptly ordered desserts from a famous dessert shop on the ship, having the chef make them on-site and then quickly airlift them back fresh.

Delivery within hours. The only downside is the shipping cost is a bit high.

Olivia and Reina didn't seem to have much of a shopping desire; instead, they urged the Grand Master to save money and not spend it recklessly.

Zhang Ailun was overjoyed and immediately bought each of them a set of expensive Lancôme cosmetics and a Chanel perfume. They thoroughly experienced the feeling of spending money like water.

Of course, the leader didn't forget the two female celebrities who were enthusiastically supporting him. At their invitation, he visited the Maritime Museum and then went to the spa.

Zhang Ailun figured that his energy had almost recovered and he could participate in the battle, so he immediately took the two of them to experience the waterbed in the private room.

He dismissed his attendants, leaving Sig and the other two to guard outside and go about their business, while the Grand Master discussed human life science with the two of them.

I must say, the spa had an incredible amount of water!

More than an hour later, Zhang Ailun received a message from Coulson.

Coulson: Good news! The Central African tycoon group has lost their chips. After you left, they lost all their chips, but the others exchanged some more. Those guests who had gone cold also chose to rejoin the game, and with the help of high technology, their luck improved! The Central African tycoon group has lost all their chips again.

Coulson: They still owe the casino $2500 million! They've already approached me about mortgaging items, and they even mentioned that antique collectible, the Genoese Lioness. The casino manager wants me to buy it for $3000 million, hold it together, and then auction it off to pay back the casino the $2500 million. The rest of the profits are mine!

Zhang Ailun: They've lost so much money so quickly? They seem a bit impatient.

Coulson: Losing so much money, anyone would lose their temper! This is a serious matter, and we're preparing to go ashore on our private yacht to take over the villas and luxury car assets of those wealthy Central African groups in Las Vegas. Where are you?

Zhang Ailun glanced down and saw the two of them kneeling on the carpet, heads down, like little gluttons, greedily eating.

He immediately replied: I'm resting in the private room, and I can join you anytime.

Coulson: Did I disturb you?

Zhang Ailun: What do you think? The three of us need some time to rest. When is the private yacht going to depart?

Coulson: We found the ship's manager and hired him a private yacht and a private helicopter. We are now ready to board the private yacht, and you can disembark later by private helicopter.

Zhang Ailun: Let's do it this way.

After exiting the chat window, Zhang Ailun took a deep breath and looked at the two people on his left and right, stammering.

He patted their heads and said, "It's getting late, we'll be going ashore soon."

"Darling, we haven't served you well yet." The two of them panted like puppies, their tongues lolling out.

The leader replied without changing his expression, "I'm not in the right state of mind today. Perhaps we can wait until another day."

"Mr. Jin, it's been an hour and a half already, and you're still not in the zone?" Betana exclaimed.

What do you think?

The exceptionally gifted leader twisted his waist and hips, then slapped her across the face.

This caused the two to gasp in surprise, and their eyes lit up with enthusiasm as they became inseparable from little Allen.

Another half hour passed, until Sieg knocked on the door from outside, urging the chief to stop, "Boss, stop playing around! The ship's helicopter pilots have come looking for us, they want us to go to the helipad to board the helicopter."

"understood."

Zhang Ailun had no choice but to finish the battle quickly, and for the first time he felt that time had passed so fast.

It only took a few minutes. After getting dressed, I asked for their contact information.

He glanced at the two men, who looked like slumps in the mud, took a picture, and nodded in satisfaction, noting that some parts of the room still needed to be explored. Then he turned and left the private room.

Once outside, he took a piece of gum from Sieg, chewed it a couple of times to refresh himself, and asked, "Have the desserts and perfume been airlifted back to Los Angeles?"

"Two hours have passed. Jennifer and the others should have started eating by now. Why don't you check your phone again?" Sieg reminded her.

Zhang Ailun took out his phone and glanced at it; sure enough, there was a picture of dessert sent by Jennifer.

Jennifer: Thank you so much, honey! Guess what? We're going to save a piece of cake for you to have a taste too.

Zhang Ailun: It'll spoil by tomorrow and won't taste good. You guys can eat it yourselves.

Jennifer: Seafood flavored cake.

Zhang Ailun: Then I might have to try it!

He put away his phone and led Sieg and the others to the helipad. From a distance, they could see staff and pilots waiting there. Upon seeing the leader, the pilots quickly approached to greet him, "Hello, Mr. Jin, I'm a helicopter pilot employed by Brilliant Casino. It's a pleasure to serve you. Have you finished your business?"

"It wasn't like that before, but it's fine now." Zhang Ailun smiled. "Let's go back to Las Vegas."

"Please board the helicopter." The pilot opened the cabin door, and Zhang Ailun, along with Sig and two others, boarded the helicopter, carrying large and small bags of money.

The cabin door closed, and as the pilot started the helicopter, the propellers pulled it up into the sky, and it took off from the ship, heading towards the Port of Haian in Las Vegas.

We arrived at the coastline in about ten minutes and parked at the airport.

After Zhang Ailun got off the plane, he also sent a message to Coulson to inquire about the situation.

Coulson: I just sold that $60 million antique in the upscale neighborhood of my private villa. I also bought a watch belonging to a wealthy victim of the Titanic disaster, worth over a million. And I snagged the villa and the luxury car for $12 million and $500,000 respectively – bargain purchases!

Zhang Ailun: You got the antique? You got the asset too? Didn't you have it appraised?

Coulson: The professional appraiser is on their way. This antique also has a certificate, which can be verified online, so there shouldn't be any problems. We plan to consign it at auction, and we only need to give the casino a $2500 million share. The mansion is in a villa area of ​​Las Vegas, and it also has a property certificate, but I haven't had it appraised yet. They originally wanted to mortgage it to the casino for a low price of $600 million, but I snatched it away. This mansion is priced at $2460 million! I've made a killing!

Zhang Ailun: ...

You really are a cutie.

Zhang Ailun: What about those wealthy people?

Coulson: They've booked a room at the Brilliant Casino hotel to rest for a bit before continuing their cruise tomorrow. Apparently, they also own several silver mines.

Zhang Ailun: Don't be too greedy; know when to stop. He said his family owns a mine, and you actually believed him?

Coulson: Don't worry! I'll definitely give you a share of the profits! You'll get yours!

Zhang Ailun: OK.

I took out my phone, opened Terminator 2.0, and searched for the cell phone signals of those wealthy Central Africans. Coulson said they were staying at a hotel near the Brilliant Casino, but their signals clearly indicated they were driving towards the countryside! Leaving the gambling city of Las Vegas!

Zhang Ailun immediately shared his location with Sig, and then sent a message to the Beggars' Sect disciples in the Kilimanjaro Mountains, "Go, arrest these swindlers."

"Huh? Aren't they rich people?" Sieg looked bewildered and confused.

"Rich my ass! Those fat black guys are just actors and con artists hired by the casino, international fugitives. I saw through their scheme a long time ago, but I didn't expose them or play along because I wanted to make money. Anyway, I'm not losing anything." Zhang Ailun chuckled and immediately began to tell the inside story.

After hearing this, Sieg gasped, "Damn, these people are really cunning when it comes to making money."

"I'll go and help arrest them right now!" He immediately turned and left the port area.

On the other hand, the Beggars' Sect disciples in the Kilimanjaro Mountains chose to deploy a small bird helicopter to carry out the plan, which can be considered as giving them enough face.

(End of this chapter)