Chapter 54

The Longman Club was publicly known as a massage parlor. In reality, the ‘Longman Club’ was merely a cover; people who frequented it knew that it was actually called the Longman Underground Den. There was a sprawling casino on the club’s first floor. Gamblers from all walks of life immersed themselves there, unable to peel themselves away. Some appeared haggard with disappointment, others were flush with victory. The former group was the majority though. After all, the only winner in a casino was the casino house itself. The probability of winning in a casino was no higher than winning a lottery. At this moment, a hubbub was brewing before the baccarat table. A young man had won ten games in a row. A mountain of chips was piled before him. The people gathered around the man were cheering him on. This young man was Samuel Hannigan; Johann was by his side, cold sweat perspiring down his brow. They would definitely attract the casino house’s attention if they continued to win like this. I