In the VIP slot machine hall of Dawang Casino, everyone was looking at Zhang Bin as if he were a fool, including Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue. They were all certain he was going to lose. After all, hitting the jackpot with the eight-headed serpent pattern, the one with the highest odds, was as impossible as the sun rising from the west.
The slot machines were equipped with special software, and the casino had configured them to prevent such high-payout odds from ever appearing. Therefore, betting on the eight-headed serpent was tantamount to just handing all your chips over to the casino.
