Luke rubbed her head with a smile and said, "Be careful. Don't let anyone steal your bag."
Selina simply waved her hand, as if she couldn't be bothered to talk to him.
Luke got up and exchanged ten thousand dollars in chips at the counter, before he went to the blackjack table.
Sitting down in an empty seat, he began to bet.
An hour later, the chips in front of him had increased to more than thirty thousand dollars.
However, nobody paid much attention to him, not even the croupier.
Here, it wasn't uncommon for lucky people to turn a thousand cuts into a hundred thousand cuts in an hour.
Luke didn't try to win every single time. As long as he had enough points, he didn't care. He was just gambling on the odds.
Thanks to his inventory, he had fewer chances to win than other people, and his points were usually higher. Naturally, he won more and lost less, but he didn't attract too much attention.
Suddenly, someone walked over and sat down diagonally across from him.
Luke turned his head and was amused. Why was this guy here? Didn't he always like to go to Caesars Palace Hotel?
Although the Aurora Hotel and Caesars Palace Hotel were on the same level in Las Vegas, there were differences between their styles.
The Aurora Hotel was famous for being new, cool, entertaining, and varied.
Caesars Palace Hotel, on the other hand, was famous for its extravagance, elegance, and service.
So, people who cared more about eating, drinking, and having fun would come to the Aurora Hotel, while bigwigs who wanted to show off their noble status and stand out from the crowd usually went to Caesars Palace Hotel.
This could be seen from the names of the two hotels.
One was magnificent and capricious, while the other was luxurious and domineering.
However, Luke recognized the man who had just sat down, and so did most of the people around them, but the man had clearly forgotten Luke.
His expression was casual, and Luke could easily smell alcohol on him. There was also a strong scent of makeup and perfume on him, and there was more than one type.
Luke didn't even need to look closely to know that the man had been in contact with at least three women just now, but hadn't returned to his room yet.
Since the man didn't remember him, Luke wouldn't greet him. The man had a bad temper.
Unlike the others, this person threw out a five thousand chip without even looking at the card.
Luke threw in five hundred chips as usual. He started with two or three hundred at first, and slowly increased the stakes after he won.
This was also the habit of most people after winning money.
After playing a few rounds, the newcomer began to play tricks. "This is boring. Go away, I'll be the banker. "
The dealer: "… Mr. Stark, please wait a moment. I can't make the decision."
Yes, the pretentious newcomer was Tony Stark.
This was a superhero from the justice camp, but Luke didn't want to get hurt because of his personality.
Tony Stark's pride and ego made it impossible for him to get along with other people.
Putting everything else aside, the members of the Women's Federation were all extraordinary people.
If the other party was not a beautiful woman, how many superheroes would he be so kind to?
Even if he admired you in his heart, he wouldn't be able to control his venomous tongue. This was a typical arrogant genius.
Of course, it was also for this reason that he dared to resist any enemy he faced.
If anyone wanted to destroy the Earth, he would immediately invent a suit of armor to counter them. Being rich and willful was just that awesome.
Several minutes later, Tony Stark sat down in the dealer's seat.
The fat bodyguard named Happy didn't do anything. It was the other bodyguard behind him who dealt the cards.
Tony Stark, on the other hand, drank his beer leisurely and gambled with the tourists, including Luke, without even moving his hands.
A few minutes later, Tony suddenly looked at Luke with a strange expression. "You're pretty good at this, aren't you?"
After Tony Stark took over as the dealer, most of the tourists had lost, and only a few had won. Luke was the only one who had won and lost basically the same number of times, but the only time he had made a big bet, he had won five thousand dollars.
That wasn't normal.
Luke knew the reason.
Blackjack was one of the few games in which one could win a lot of money through calculation. For example, in a certain movie, a bunch of MIT geniuses won a fortune in Las Vegas with mathematical models and mental calculations.
Tony Stark, on the other hand, had probably already created a basic version of Jarvis, and he was gambling with the tourists, not the hotels. So, nobody would expose his tricks.
Luke knew that the guy had a mini wireless earpiece in his ear. It was possible that Jarvis was calculating the cards for him.
Cheating?
That was impossible.
Everybody won money with their own skills. How could it be considered cheating?
Luke, for example, had used his inventory's ability to store and store items in exchange for cards in the card box remotely. That was also a skill.
Recently, he had gradually figured out the features of his inventory. One of them was that he could store and store items remotely, but only within a range of five meters.
Also, storing and storing items remotely had a high demand on his mental strength.
To put it simply, the lighter an object was, the easier it was to store and store it. A stationary object was easier than a moving object, and an object on a table was easier than an object in a pocket.
A poker card, even if it was a premium card from a Las Vegas hotel, weighed no more than five grams.
Luke could store and store such items hundreds of times a night without a problem.
Faced with Tony Stark's praise, he simply smiled and said, "It was just luck."
Tony snorted. "Really? If you're so lucky, why did you only bet so little each time? "
Luke chuckled. "It's just entertainment. Gambling isn't good for your health."
Tony said, "The chips on the table aren't that big."
Everybody was lost for words. Do you think everybody is as rich as you?
Seeing that Luke was still smiling without saying anything, Tony frowned. He suddenly felt that the young man looked familiar.
His throat bobbed, and Jarvis began to investigate Luke's identity.
A moment later, Tony Stark was stunned. "You're that minor officer from Houston?"
Luke smiled but didn't say anything.
He was a detective now, not a minor officer.
Tony had a strange expression on his face.
Earlier, he had paid a small price to get this minor officer and his beautiful partner to Los Angeles.
But as the end of the year approached, he had been too busy attending the beauty pageants at the end of the year, and had forgotten about them.
Now that Luke had been in front of him for a while, Tony still hadn't remembered him.
"Interesting. You actually have the money to come here? Are you going to quit being a police officer?" asked Tony.
Luke said, "I'm on vacation, and I'm playing with a few thousand dollars. There have to be hundreds of millions of people in America who are as rich as me. "
Tony was lost for words. That was true.
It would be unusual for a person to come to Las Vegas without spending a few thousand dollars.
"How about this? Let's make a bet," said Tony.
Luke found that odd. "Aren't we making a bet right now?"
Tony said, "Just me and you."
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