Standing up to explain: "I'm Korean!! I came here for tourism!"
Allen Zhang glanced at him, didn't bother with this fool, and knocked on the counter of the cashier's cage. The Beggar Gang Disciple next to him got the hint and immediately threw her a tote bag.
"Fill it up!!"
Allen Zhang said flatly.
"Sure, sir." The croupier wiped away tears, her eye makeup smeared, shivering as she took the black tote bag, turned around, and took out stacks of Paper Currency from behind the counter.
Due to the urgency, she didn't have time to check for counterfeits and just stuffed them into the tote bag.
Perhaps she was too excited and seemed clumsy, dropping many Franklin notes of 100 US Dollar denominations in the process, which also prompted the discontent of Beggar Gang Disciples, who couldn't help but click their tongues.
What a waste! Pick them up quickly!
The croupier was so scared she burst into tears, sobbing: "Sir, I'm sorry, please don't hurt me..."
