"Does he have an extraordinary mory?"
A bright light flashed in Old Zhang's eyes, showing a hint of expectation.
At that mont, Xiaoyue suddenly said, "That girl Xiaodie is really too rebellious."
Looking at the young girl appearing on the surveillance screen, Old Zhang laughed, "Let her go. It's quite boring here anyway. With watching, nothing will go wrong."
After speaking, Old Zhang asked, "How have you been feeling lately?"
Xiaoyue smiled, "Las Vegas is indeed eye-opening, I've learned a lot."
Xiaoyue's real na is Tang Xiaoyue, from Hong Kong Island. This ti she ca to Arica to visit her father's old friend and to learn about the managent model at The Venetian casino.
Looking at the young girl on the surveillance screen, Tang Xiaoyue felt a headache coming on; this was her sister Tang Xiaodie.
Tang Xiaodie was not originally part of the trip to Arica, but she sneaked out.
By the ti the family realized she was missing, Tang Xiaodie was already on the plane to Arica.
"Old Zhang, I'm going out for a bit."
Tang Xiaoyue said goodbye and left the surveillance room, knowing how unruly her sister could be.
...
Seeing Ning Fan hesitating to place a bet, Mary suddenly asked, "Do you know how to play baccarat?"
"Now I do."
Without turning his head, Ning Fan replied, casually tossing the chips on the banker.
For Ning Fan, he only needed to know the win/lose rules; as for mastering it or not.
In front of those cara-like eyes of his, all techniques could be easily crushed.
No matter how fast or fancy the croupier shuffled, in Ning Fan's eyes it was just a series of slow-motion actions, like breaking a motion into countless segnts.
And as long as he concentrated, actions would slow down even further.
The mutation of his eyes was brought about by this new body.
Ning Fan roughly estimated that in extre conditions, it could slow down by ten tis.
This wasn't the limit of his eyes, but in ten tis slow-motion, Ning Fan's spiritual power couldn't sustain it for long.
It could only be maintained for just over a second before he would get dizzy and have to exit that state.
Ning Fan estimated that once his spiritual power enhanced and beca Divine Sense, this ability would strengthen further.
This was why Ning Fan played baccarat, no matter how brilliant the shuffling technique, it was ineffective against his eyes, allowing him to easily see any card face.
At the mont, the eight decks of cards in the shoe were imprinted in Ning Fan's mind like photographs, and with that far-superior spiritual power, he knew the position of every card.
Once dealt, he could know the cards of each round.
To Ning Fan, baccarat was much simpler than dice, at least he didn't have to strain to listen.
"You said you just learned?"
Just as Mary was musing over this, Ning Fan had already collected the chips he won.
Mary praised, "You're a genius in the gambling world."
"You could be too."
As he spoke, Ning Fan handed over the chips, "Want to give it a try?"
"I..."
Mary was tempted, but after glancing at Vivian beside her, she shook her head.
"I want to play."
At that mont, a small hand reached over.
Seeing that small, jade-like hand about to grab the chips, Ning Fan closed his palm, frowning as he looked at the overly familiar girl before him.
She was an East Asian girl about seventeen or eighteen years old, with willow-leaf eyebrows and a delicate, slightly upturned nose giving a hint of playfulness.
She wore lively short shorts with denim, the tight fabric showing off her shapely figure.
If not for her flat chest, she could be described as curvaceous.
The overall impression she gave was that of an invincible youthful beauty.
At this mont, the girl complained, "How stingy! It's just a few chips."
The girl indeed had the right to be angry, but only from her own perspective.
From childhood till now, as soon as she spoke... No! She didn't even need to speak, just a glance would have people rushing to please her.
Unexpectedly, today she was snubbed here.
"Such a waste of my expressions."
Thinking about how she even put on a cute act, the girl fud.
"A few chips are not the point."
Ning Fan said helplessly, "The key is, do we know each other?"
This was him being as polite as possible, considering she was a girl.
If it were a man, Ning Fan would've probably kicked him.
Ning Fan never liked such willful, spoiled girls.
"You don't know ?"
Looking at the girl's proud face, Ning Fan really didn't want to pay attention to this self-centered girl, and turned back to focus on the gambling table.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!"
Seeing Ning Fan not even turn his head, the girl felt like she was going to explode with anger.
Seeing this, Mary asked quizzically, "Ning Fan, do you know this beautiful girl?"
The girl said with a huff, "Who even knows him!"
Ning Fan, without turning, said, "If you don't know , why are you still here?"
"You..."
Hearing this, the girl was so angry she couldn't speak, then pulled out her trump card.
"Hmph! You scamd so many people, yet act as if nothing happened, your skin really isn't ordinary thick."
Seeing Ning Fan ignore her, the girl urged, "Real n take responsibility for their actions."
"Hey!"
Ning Fan turned his head impatiently and said, "Could you please be quiet? If you keep bothering , I'll have to call security."
"I'm bothering you?"
The girl seed to hear the funniest joke, "You really think you're so great; I wouldn't bother..."
As she was speaking, her words stopped abruptly, seeing the shaless guy in front of her actually raising his hand to call over security.
"You win!"
The girl gave Ning Fan a fierce glare, stomped her foot, and left.
"Sir, is there sothing you need?"
"Uh... could you bring us a few drinks?"
"That's not really my job..."
Seeing the handful of chips Ning Fan offered, the security guard's deanor shifted quickly, smiling warmly, "Alright, please wait a mont."
Not only in the casino, but throughout Las Vegas, casino chips were essentially hard currency.
Mary asked again, "Ning Fan, are you sure you don't know that girl from before?"
"Who knows where that crazy girl ca from?" Ning Fan muttered, "She's insane, and severely so."
Mary said, puzzled, "Really? But why do I feel like she was particularly targeting you."
"Hearing you say that, it does seem so. Could she be one of those scamd gamblers from earlier?"
Ning Fan reconsidered, "But still, how would she know it was scamming them?"
It was at this mont that Vivian suddenly said, "She's the one who mocked us earlier, the pest."
"So it's her."
Recalling, indeed, he t her at the entrance hall, only now in a different outfit.
Ning Fan took the opportunity to educate, "Vivian, never learn from people like her in the future."
"What kind of person?"
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