"Clang."
The steel ball fell into the black compartment and stopped moving.
The ugly fat man had already stood up, about to cheer, but suddenly the situation changed dramatically, and he froze there, instantly stunned.
He looked in horror at the steel ball firmly resting in the black compartment, his face alternating between shades of blue and white, the flesh on his chubby face trembling with agony.
Suddenly, the ugly fat man turned his head to glare at Wang Yan, shouting, "It was you, you flicked your clothing just now, causing the steel ball to change position."
Wang Yan slowly lifted his head, glanced at the roulette on the table, and said indifferently, "Is that so? What difference does it make in which slot it lands?"
Upon hearing this, everyone almost fell backward. Could it be that even now Wang Yan doesn't realize he had just won a million?
