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With the General Sect Leader, the only outsider, choosing to leave the table, the Central African tycoons and guests were left exchanging glances and wordless communications.

Guest: Everyone's gone, are we still playing?

Central African Tycoon: Let's talk after I lose everything.

The three people at the table continued the game.

Allen Zhang, with a beauty under each arm, left the venue and arrived at the lounge area, where the manager greeted the staff to help tidy up the chips. The manager approached with warm regards, "Mr. Jin, how do you feel about the gaming experience?"

"Not bad, I did win some money, after all. Your casino is quite well-managed," Allen Zhang chuckled with a laugh.

This trick is for wrapping up Colson, is the next step to scheme against the General Sect Leader?

You're not afraid of me winning, just afraid I won't come.

But sorry, I've already seen through your tricks! You've tossed out millions, but it's gone with no catch.

"Exchange these chips for cash, give this 5 million back to you." Allen Zhang returned the 5 million in chips to Colson, who accepted it as it was, after all, his own money.

The remaining 7.5 million was pure profit won at the table by the General Sect Leader.

Allen Zhang, with a grand gesture, chose to tip Natasha and Bethany, then gave Sieg and his three men tens of thousands of US Dollars as a bonus. After bidding farewell to Colson, he took his group to enjoy the yacht, dining and drinking, relaxing and entertaining, and shopping.

He pulled out his phone and glanced at a message, sent by Amanda.

Amanda: I've invited my besties over for a party at my place tonight, do you have time to come? I haven't properly thanked you yet!

Allen Zhang: Might have time, I'm still in Las Vegas now, but will be taking a private jet back to Los Angeles later.

Amanda: We don't have work tomorrow, we're going at least until 4 AM, you can totally make it! What are you doing in Las Vegas?

Allen Zhang: Nothing much, just taking care of some private matters with friends. If I make it back to Los Angeles and can confirm I have time, I'll message you.

Amanda: OK, no matter how long it takes, I can wait for your message. I've also invited a mysterious guest. You'll definitely like them.

Allen Zhang: I'm looking forward to it.

Exiting the chat window, Allen Zhang went on to ask Jennifer, Erin, Olivia, and the others what gifts they wanted, as he could buy them on the Las Vegas yacht and bring back, given he freeloading millions of dollars, it'd be a shame not to spend it.

Jennifer and Erin asked for Las Vegas desserts.

Without hesitation, Allen Zhang ordered desserts from a renowned dessert shop on the yacht, asking the chef to prepare them fresh for express air delivery back.

Express delivery. Just that the shipping was a bit expensive.

Olivia and Rena didn't have much desire to shop, instead, they told him to save some money and not spend recklessly.

Allen Zhang was delighted and bought them each a set of precious Lancôme cosmetics and Chanel perfume, experiencing what it's like to spend extravagantly.

Of course, the General Sect Leader didn't forget the two female stars who flocked around him; at their warm invitation, he visited the maritime museum, then went to the spa.

Allen Zhang figured he had sufficiently recovered his energy and was ready for combat, promptly enjoying the waterbed in the private booth with the two.

Clearing the area, he let Sieg and his men stand guard outside, doing their own thing, while the General Sect Leader dove into the study of human biology with the two women.

Must say, there sure was a lot of water at the spa!

After an hour or so, Allen Zhang also received a message from Colson.

Colson: Good news, the Central African tycoon group is panicking after you left, they immediately lost all their chips, but the other guests exchanged some more, and those guests cooled off after the tech boost, suddenly lucky! The Central African tycoons lost everything again.

Colson: Now they even owe the casino 25 million US Dollars! They've come to me to discuss collaterals, mentioning that antique, the Genetrix Lioness. The casino manager proposed I buy it for 30 million US Dollars to hold jointly, to auction it off later, pay back the casino 25 million US Dollars, and the rest of the profit is mine!

Allen Zhang: They lost so much so fast? Seems like they can't keep their composure.

Colson: Losing that much, anyone would lose their composure! It's a major concern, we're prepping to take the private yacht ashore to take over the Las Vegas villas and luxury cars belonging to that Central African tycoon group. Where are you?

Allen Zhang glanced down, seeing two kneeling on the carpet, heads down, acting like greedy little cats munching away.

He replied immediately: Resting in the private booth, I can join you guys anytime.

Colson: I hope I'm not disturbing you?

Allen Zhang: What do you think? Three people resting does require some time. When does the private yacht leave?

Colson: We've found the person in charge of the yacht and hired a private yacht as well as a private helicopter. We're getting ready to take the private yacht, and you can take the private helicopter to shore later.

Allen Zhang: Let's do that.

Exiting the chat window, Allen Zhang took a deep breath, watching the two on either side, munching hesitantly.

He then patted their heads, "It's getting late, we'll be going ashore soon."