"Brother, this bet is too big, we can't afford to lose!" Lu Zihang hurriedly persuaded him.
Lu Zijie smoked a cigarette, thought for a while, and then discussed with the man opposite him, "If I lose, I won't be able to get so much money out in three days."
"It doesn't matter, you can just return it to me within a week." The man smiled lightly, looking like he was easy to discuss.
"Brother, what if we really lose? Even if it takes one week, we won't be able to raise 500,000 yuan!" Lu Zihang's tone was anxious. Lu Zijie, who was already blinded by the loss, pushed him away to prevent him from talking to her.
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"Okay, come!" He decided that if he wanted to bet, he would bet big. Even if he lost, he could still raise half a million.
If he wins, he will suddenly have half a million, which is enough for him to do dozens of votes.
Another document was signed, fingerprints were pressed, and a new round of dealing cards began.
The cards are dealt, both sides show their cards, and the one with the higher number is the winner.
The man opposite showed the card in his hand. Lu Zijie took a look and his face suddenly turned deathly pale. He tremblingly showed the card in his hand, which was just two points smaller than his.
Lu Zihang next to him was already breaking out in a cold sweat. The sweat dripped into his eyes, and he didn't even bother to wipe them away.
"How could this happen...we lost again..." He trembled his lips and made a cry that sounded like he was choking, "Brother, we lost...we lost..."
Lu Zihang grabbed Lu Zijie's arm and shook it hard in disbelief.
Lu Zijie stretched out his hand to wipe his face, gasped, grabbed his collar, and roared viciously, "I know I lost! If I lose, I lose. Are you still worried that we can't afford to pay back?!"
Shaking away Lu Zihang, he looked at the man opposite him with red eyes: "I lost today. We will meet here in a week and I will return all the money I lost to you!"
The gentle man smiled lightly and said, "No problem."
"Let's go!" Lu Zihang carried the already limp Lu Zijie out of the underground casino. As soon as they left, someone stepped forward and leaned into the gentle man's ear.
"Master Xiang, do you want to follow them?"
Xiang Peng raised his hand to say no, "There are people following them outside. What's more, they will wait for me outside without us following."
This kind of gambler who is obsessed with losing money is also a habitual criminal who robs and kills. He will definitely not take the money and return it to him.
The only way to solve the gambling debt is to threaten him, or... kill him...