As the last VIP gambler left the private room, seventeen or eighteen bodyguards walked in and went straight behind Wang Han.
"I don't think we need to continue playing mahjong!" The manager said to Wang Han with a sneer, looking at the bodyguards who had walked up behind Wang Han and looked ready to attack at any moment. There was no need to hold back anymore.
"But I'm not done yet! I won again, and it was a self-drawn Eighteen Arhats, 256 times, the six times don't count as yours, 250 times out of 20 billion, 5 trillion, please write an IOU." Wang Han seemed not to see the casino bodyguard behind him, nor to hear the manager's words, and said with dissatisfaction, continuing to win the game on his own.
"Young man, you've really fallen for money. You'd rather die than keep your money. You dare to win money at the Royal Casino without even knowing who owns it? Today you'll pay with your life!" the manager said with a sneer, then told the bodyguards who came up behind Wang Han, "Make it clean."
"Don't worry, manager, we know the place well and won't leave any traces." Hearing this, the two-meter-tall bodyguard in the lead said, reaching out his large hand to grab Wang Han's hair.
"Whoosh...!" Before his hand could even touch Wang Han, a nearly five-meter-tall, semi-transparent, illusory figure suddenly appeared behind Wang Han. An even larger hand grabbed the head of the leading bodyguard, gently pulling out his soul and lifting it into the air.
Seeing the suddenly appearing semi-transparent figure, with its terrifying purple skin, grotesque, desiccated face, and completely white hair and clothing, resembling a legendary ghost, and then looking at the soul of the lead bodyguard being carried, the remaining bodyguards felt a chill run down their spines and dared not move. Their voices trembled as they uttered, "A ghost...!"
Now they finally understand why Wang Han can win no matter what.
In the Naruto world, the Grim Reaper was always treated like an accessory by Wang Han. Even though he was treated as an accessory by Wang Han, the Grim Reaper was still the strongest deity in a cultivation world.
"What did you just say? You want me dead?" Looking at the casino manager who was stiff and unable to move, Wang Han sneered, "Are you even qualified? Do you know who your boss is? I dare to come here to win money, I really don't take your boss seriously."
"You really think I came here for this Royal Hotel and this casino? You overestimate yourselves." Wang Han walked up to the manager and said with a sneer, "Write the IOU, so I can go to your boss to collect the money. A five trillion IOU, whether you have the right to do so or not, you've already made your own decision. A gamble pays off, I only recognize the IOU!"
"I will not write an IOU." Upon hearing this, the manager's attitude was very firm. He said, "Even if you are an extraordinary person, so what? My employer is the British Empire. Can you stand up to the army of a country? You will never get these five trillion. How about you take five trillion from today's events, and we'll pretend nothing happened?"
Regardless of whether the young man can get the money back, once the IOU is written, the employer will not let him off the hook. Not only will he suffer, but his family will also surely die.
“Absolutely not. There’s no one in the world who can get away with this debt from me. Not even a dead person, not even a country. This five trillion gambling debt is clear and certain; I’m going to have it.” Wang Han sneered. “Don’t worry, I’ll spare your lives today so you can report to your employers and give them time to prepare!”
As Wang Han finished speaking, the manager's body immediately went out of his control. In his terror, he obediently took out a pen and paper and neatly wrote down an IOU for five trillion, and then stamped it with the Royal Hotel Casino's seal.
"I'll go collect the money in seven days! Tell your boss to get ready!" After writing the IOU, Wang Han picked it up with a smile and turned to leave the VIP room.
As Wang Han left, the Grim Reaper in the private room also disappeared. The remaining people breathed a sigh of relief. No one doubted that what they had just seen was fake. The dead bodyguard leader truly proved that what they had seen was not an illusion.
"Go gather the men, think of a way, we must kill him, get the IOU back, and absolutely no one can see that IOU, otherwise none of us will survive," the manager said angrily after Wang Han left.
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"Gao Jin, you haven't left yet!" After leaving the VIP room and entering the casino lobby, Wang Han saw Gao Jin eating something while absentmindedly watching the other gamblers. He walked over and greeted him.
"Waiting for you!" Gao Jin said with a smile when he saw Wang Han come out. "My new friend, I've been wondering what gives you the confidence to come to the Royal Casino to win money, and what methods you're going to use to win the Oriental Star. After all, the entire Royal Hotel is only worth a few hundred million. At worst, the other party can just give up the Royal Hotel."
"With this, I've already won for Eastern Star," Wang Han said with a smile, taking out the IOU for five trillion.
"A five trillion IOU...!" Gao Jin was speechless for a moment after taking the IOU from Wang Han. This thing was practically useless; frankly, it was just a piece of waste paper. Even the Royal Hotel, let alone its owners, had plenty of ways to void this IOU. After all, a five trillion IOU was too far-fetched; it could be treated like a joke, easily forged. The Royal Hotel didn't have the right to dismiss it. A five trillion IOU? What a joke!
Gao Jin couldn't help but look at Wang Han with curiosity, wondering why Wang Han had come here to get such an IOU. After all, this IOU was just a piece of waste paper; at worst, the other party could simply abandon the Royal Hotel and declare it bankrupt.
"I knew you'd look like that." Seeing Gao Jin's expression, Wang Han said with a smile, "This thing is naturally useful. I don't care what others think or say. Even if they say this IOU is fake, it doesn't matter. I just need to hand this IOU over to the professional debt collectors."
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