Inside the warehouse, the commotion was too loud.
So much so that the rest of Danny's theft team were soon attracted over.
Reuben looked at the chips on the table, which were now only a little over half left, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
He wanted to say the other party was cheating, but the other party was just staring at him the whole time, or only rubbing the back with a finger, sometimes even just tapping the card, as if he knew what that hand card was.
Moreover, Reuben's bodyguards were standing beside Hunter.
When he looked over, they all shook their heads.
Obviously, they hadn't found Hunter cheating either.
Reuben finally realized that the handsome Asian Youth Danny had brought over this time was indeed a gambling expert.
He wanted to find a way out, but when he looked over, he saw Danny with a serious face, seemingly immersed in the game.
Rusty was also expressionless, fulfilling his role as the dealer.
As for Hunter, he kept staring at him with a calm gaze.
That kind of gaze made Reuben very uncomfortable.
Because it made him feel as if the other party was a high-and-mighty superior, looking down on him.
As for the others, they either understood but were unwilling to speak up, or didn't understand his predicament at all.
Seeing this, Reuben gritted his teeth and immediately dialed several numbers.
The game was temporarily interrupted for twenty to thirty minutes. Soon, several professional men and women in dealer uniforms arrived.
Rusty was soon replaced by a professional dealer, and he walked to the side nonchalantly, standing with Danny as a spectator.
"It looks like we found an expert this time."
Danny whispered to Rusty.
Rusty nodded. He was also a professional gambler; although he was better at cheating, he wasn't without any discernment.
Hunter hadn't looked at his cards the whole time, yet he could clearly know what every one of his cards was.
When Rusty was the dealer just now, he was staring at that handsome Asian Youth almost the entire time.
With his eyesight, he naturally saw that the other party hadn't cheated.
Then, only one guess remained.
In Rusty's mind, he suddenly thought of Hunter mentioning yesterday that he possessed a near-eidetic memory.
In an instant, he had a terrifying guess in his heart.
"Could this guy have memorized the order and position of all the cards while I was shuffling?"
"Hiss, if that's really the case."
"Even if Reuben cheats, he might not necessarily win against him."
After the people he called arrived, Reuben still didn't back down and played with Hunter for a while longer.
Soon, he had less than twenty million in chips left in front of him.
"You're no match for me, switch someone else."
Hunter casually flipped over his hand and said while staring at Reuben.
Then, he looked at the dealer nearby.
"I can memorize the order of all the cards in the entire deck while you're shuffling."
"So for every card that comes to my hand, I know what it is without looking."
"You cheated three times, and I caught you three times."
Hunter sat at the gambling table, holding a few hundred-thousand-dollar chips in his hand, playing with them out of boredom.
His words were, of course, half-true.
With physical fitness more than five times that of an ordinary adult male, Hunter's five senses were now super strong, having long surpassed human limits.
Therefore, although the dealer's previous small movements of secretly switching cards could hide from others, they couldn't hide from his eyes.
Within Danny's team, Hunter was still very envious of the skills of several people.
There was a computer expert named Livingston Dell who could overcome a casino security defense system with a complete team's protection all by himself.
His skills might not be as good as Lyle Napster's, but Hunter estimated that the other party's related skill level was at least lv4 or above.
Hunter's own computer-related skills were only at lv2 now.
Because he was a one-man team, he naturally wanted to learn more and become stronger.
Hunter was determined to get that computer skill from Livingston Dell.
There was also Linus; Hunter was also very envious of his theft skills.
Today, the reason he didn't yield to Reuben and even wanted to make a scene.
Was because he saw that Danny and Rusty might not be able to fulfill the promises they made to him yesterday.
Therefore, Hunter had to make a strong impression in front of Danny's theft team.
He wanted these Westerners to know that he was not to be trifled with.
So the benefits promised to Hunter, even if they were unwilling, would have to be fulfilled.
Like someone with facial paralysis, he had no facial expression changes from beginning to end.
Turning his gaze back to Reuben, Hunter said, "I said before, you can cheat as much as you want, as long as you don't get caught by me."
"But now, your person has been caught by me."
"You are also a casino owner!"
"Now, I want to cripple one of his hands. That's not too much to ask, is it?"
Reuben's face was grim, and he was about to explode.
Then he saw the young man opposite him flip his right hand, and a metal card with all four sides sharpened to a razor edge appeared at his fingertips.
Then, he saw Hunter raise his hand and throw it fiercely.
That metal card instantly severed the tendon of the right hand used by the dealer who had just cooperated with Reuben to cheat.
"Ah!"
Blood sprayed out instantly, and the dealer's face turned deathly pale.
The entire warehouse went into an uproar, and the way everyone looked at Hunter changed.
This is a ruthless person!
"You!"
Reuben was furious; the one whose hand was injured was the best dealer in his casino, a talent with an annual salary of over a million.
If he were truly ruined, it would be difficult for Reuben to deal with gambling experts in his casinos or to rake in money from high-stakes games for the wealthy in the future.
Reuben flared up in anger, and his bodyguards immediately surrounded them.
The two bodyguards standing next to Hunter instantly reached out to seize him.
Unfortunately, Hunter was faster.
Grabbing the arm one of them had extended toward him, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
"Crack!"
The arm was snapped by Hunter in an instant. Exerting a sudden burst of power, he easily lifted the burly man—who stood over 1.85 meters tall and weighed more than 180 pounds—and slammed him into another bodyguard nearby.
Afterward, he seemed to transform into a cheetah.
Hunter lunged toward a bodyguard who had already drawn a handgun, his hand instantly clamping down on the weapon with great force.
"Crack!"
Another crisp snapping sound echoed as the man's wrist broke. Hunter reached for his waist, instantly drawing a military dagger and plunging it fiercely into the man's other arm.
He then shoved the screaming bodyguard aside and delivered a sudden, powerful kick to another guard nearby.
Even though Hunter held back some of his strength, that kick still sent the bodyguard flying six or seven meters away.
By the time he hit the ground, he was clearly exhaling more than he was inhaling, having suffered a severe injury.
The fifth one!
The sixth one!
The seventh one!
The eighth one!
Reuben had been influenced by the fact that Hunter and Perkins had recently killed two casino tycoons in succession.
Consequently, Reuben had significantly increased the number of bodyguards by his side.
But eight bodyguards were clearly not enough to stand a chance against the current Hunter.
In less than a minute, he took down all eight of Reuben's bodyguards with ease, using almost a single move for each.
Looking at the bodyguards lying all over the ground—some groaning from heavy injuries, others bleeding and screaming incessantly—
Hunter held the blood-stained military dagger he had just used to stab several people.
He calmly walked up to Reuben and said, "Isn't it better to stay alive? You just had to provoke someone you can't afford to cross."
"I didn't kill them, but they are all severely injured. If you get them to a hospital in time, they might still live."
"I want to see that sixty million us dollars within an hour."
"Consider this the tuition fee for the lesson I just gave you!"
"By the way, let me remind you: I've had a photographic memory and a gift for learning since I was a child."
"Gambling isn't the only thing I'm good at."
"Why don't you guess whether I can do what those people did when they caused those two scenes in Las Vegas a few days ago?"
Reuben watched as Hunter's dripping military dagger brushed past his cheek.
In an instant, the old white man Reuben's face turned ashen...
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