Part Three Chapter Eighty-Eighth: The Insult Gambling Begins
...After the God of Death finished speaking, Feng Jingchen, Bai Yiqing and Yun Shengrui all showed angry eyes, because this request was not bold, it was already insulting, it insulted me, and even more insulted Feng Jingchen.
Feng Jingchen slammed the table angrily, and then the Death God's people and our people all pulled out guns. This was the first time I saw Feng Jingchen so angry in front of so many people, and I knew it was because of me again.
"Harmony is the most important thing. Harmony is the most important thing. The casino is just for fun. Why do you fight and kill people like that? Although your request is very dirty, I agree to it, aunt!" I'm sorry!
Feng Jingchen, it's not that I'm shameless, but, this, that, I'm depressed, please believe in my strength for once. Feng Jingchen looked at me angrily, and I looked at him with pleading eyes.
"Haha, Feng Jingchen, since Miss Su has agreed to you, why are you so worried?" I know that Feng Jingchen once said that if someone took me as a bet, he would not hesitate to refuse, but please Feng Jingchen.
, just believe me once. Seeing my pleading eyes, Feng Jingchen's eyes were full of disappointment. He sat down again. I knew he acquiesced.
Feng Jingchen and Death raised their hands at the same time, and their younger brother put the gun back into his pocket.
My eyes turned to the God of Death: "So and so, can I add a bet?"
"Miss Su, please speak."
"Then I'm not polite?" My soft eyes turned sharp and my voice rose several times: "If I, Su Rui, win this bet, I will not only ask you to take away the money you gave me.
Earring, I want you to kneel down to Shengrui!" The shot that the God of Death hit Yun Shengrui made one of Yun Shengrui's arms less flexible than before, and I will use this opportunity to ask the God of Death to kneel down to Yun Shengrui.
Apologize, my words undoubtedly surprised Yun Shengrui. Yun Shengrui is my confidant and good friend! So I must recover this debt from him.
"Okay, okay, since Miss Su mentioned it, I, the God of Death, agree to it. Okay, let's get started. One versus four seems to be very disadvantageous to me!" As the God of Death finished this "insulting" bet,
Then it started.
The dealer dealt the cards. I took a small corner of the hole card and took a look. Then the dealer dealt the first open card. According to the card, I was the best, so I should be the one to bid. I reluctantly withdrew the card.
I stood up and knocked on the table skillfully to signify my abstention.
Then Yun Shengrui and Bai Yiqing also played cards, so Feng Jingchen started a "fight" with the God of Death in the first round. In the end, Feng Jingchen won. As the rounds went by, Yun Shengrui and Bai Yiqing each
They all placed their bets to the maximum, even on cards that were impossible to win. They placed a lot of bets.
I understand what they mean. They did this deliberately so that they could lose all the money on the table to Feng Jingchen, but the God of Death’s gambling scheme is no less impressive. Yun Shengrui and Bai Yiqing almost didn’t have any money on the table anymore.
The money of Feng Jingchen and Death is half and half. Feng Jingchen now has about 210 million, and Death has about 198 million. And what about me? Ha, I fired eight times in a row.
I chose to withhold cards in every hand, and my betting capital was only 92 million.
Why would I do this? Of course I have my purpose...