The Supreme Soldier in the City

The area around the gambling table suddenly fell silent, you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was staring at John Brown’s three nines and then glancing at Robert Johnson’s three eights, while no one paid attention to Charles Goodman’s small straight flush. If anyone was unlucky, it was naturally Robert Johnson.

Charles Goodman then burst out yelling, "You’re cheating!"

James Brown smiled faintly and said, "When you speak, you need to provide evidence. On this cruise ship, there shouldn’t lack surveillance cameras. Whether I was cheating or not, you can definitely check. But you, Young Master Goodman, can’t be someone who can’t take a loss, right? Just a few million, are you that bothered?"

"Fine, fine! You brat, just you wait!" Charles Goodman slammed the table furiously and stormed out of the casino.

Robert Johnson looked at James Brown, then smiled slightly and said, "Looks like I’ve underestimated you. You are indeed a good opponent."

"You’re too kind, Senior Brother Johnson," laughed James Brown.

With Robert Johnson’s shrewdness, he could tell from start to finish he fell into the trap set by James Brown, but he was deep in thought and didn’t show any anger. He stood up, smiled, and said, "If there’s a chance in the future, let’s play again. I enjoy playing with clever people like my brother-in-law."

James Brown replied confidently, "You’re too kind."

"Gina, don’t worry; I’m not a petty person. I can afford to lose this money, and it won’t affect our cooperation."

Emily Lopez chuckled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Johnson."

While Robert Johnson said he could afford to lose, he was certainly feeling a pinch in his heart. Seven million! Let’s not mention him; even Charles Goodman, with a family asset of ten billion, would feel the pinch. Sure, he had assets worth ten billion, but much of it was in real estate. How many seven million would he easily have? Not to mention Robert Johnson didn’t have that much asset.

Robert Johnson also left, and everyone looked at James Brown with envy as he exchanged his chips. Even if the casino took a cut, James Brown still won over a thousand dollars. The money came way too easily, making it unnecessary to run any business; a couple of wins like this a year would be more than enough.