After Qin Feng left, Brother Xiaowei's table got crazy again.
No one remained calm now, and everyone started sticking to Brother Xiaowei's good luck.
The dealer stayed calm, as they have seen such situations before. For them, losing less than a million doesn't count as losing.
Qin Feng had a fleeting thought, pondering, if the poverty-stricken areas don't have a sea, where would they put a donated yacht?
At this moment, a pair of fair hands suddenly patted him on the back.
Alice had finished her manicure, painted in a sexy bright red, and raised her hands to Qin Feng, "Isn't it beautiful?"
Qin Feng nodded with a smile, "Looks good!"
Alice smiled with satisfaction, glanced at Brother Xiaowei and the others, and said, "Why aren't you playing with them?"
Qin Feng stared at the gambling table in front and said, "What they're playing requires no skill, I find it boring just standing there!"
Alice bit her lip with a smile, "You folks, you're determined to bankrupt them today!"
