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Chapter 1232 Don't Say You Can't afford it

Chapter 1232 Don’t say you can’t afford it

Cao Xiyue looked shy. Not only did she not resist, but she pressed closer to Yang Haoran.

In the eyes of outsiders, it solidified the relationship between the two people as an unmarried couple.

But this gluey gesture made Jia Kang angry from the bottom of his heart!

To him, Cao Xiyue was just a transaction between families.

Just a desired plaything.

He had no feelings at all, but Cao Xiyue's rejection gave Jia Kang a desire to conquer.

He repeatedly sent people to arrest Cao Xiyue, just to satisfy his own dirty thoughts.

If he can't get something, he won't want to see others get it.

Especially in front of him, this is an insult to him!

In the wealthy families, few people dare to provoke him like this!

And the young man next to Cao Xiyue is simply a strange face.

In other words, a person who can't even enter the wealthy circle is a trash!

It is absolutely unacceptable for such a trash to steal his things!

The fire of ignorance rushed to the top of his head, and Jia Kang threw his right hand forward.

A flying knife that was originally in his hand flew out of his hand and flew towards Yang Haoran's face.

There were already screams, obviously people were frightened.

The gatherings of these wealthy young men naturally involve fights and conflicts between them.

However, it is rare to see people directly throwing knives to kill people after meeting them.

Yang Haoran's face gradually darkened, this Jia Kang was too vicious.

Seeing the sharpness of the flying knife, Yang Haoran actually did not dodge, stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly.

There was a crisp metallic sound, and Kong's flying knife suddenly deviated from its direction.

Soon there was a clanging sound and the flying knife fell to the ground.

Cao Xiyue's beauty turned pale: "Jia Kang, do you want to kill someone?"

Jia Kang was slightly stunned, he indeed wanted to kill someone.

But I didn't expect that it was easily cracked by Yang Haoran.

This made him even more annoyed.

"Don't blame him, I'm just playing with him.

As you can see, we were playing with throwing knives, and I tried his skills.

It seems that you have practiced it, are you interested in playing a few games?"

Jia Kang looked at Yang Haoran with provocative eyes and sneered.

"Okay, how do you want to play?"

Yang Haoran agreed lightly.

This dude wants to play throwing knives with him, he is really out of his mind!

If Jia Kang is a bronze, Yang Haoran is at least a king.

The comparison between two people is not even a comparison, but a one-sided crushing!

Cao Xiyue's two big eyes blinked, revealing a sly smile.

She knew Yang Haoran's strength, but Jia Kang was asking for humiliation.

But the dandy boys in the banquet hall had no idea at all.

He burst into laughter immediately.

"Competing with Mr. Jia with flying knives, I don't know how high the world is!"

"Mr. Jia, if you want to play, play a little more exciting. What are you betting on today?"

Jia Kang smiled sinisterly, like a wild beast that chooses people to devour.

"We are not just having fun and getting lucky.

You don't look like a rich person, so I won't bully you, just play as we normally would.

Do you dare?"

There were boos and boos all around, and everyone looked at Yang Haoran with gloating eyes.

The usual bet sizes mentioned by Jia Kang start in the millions.

Only limited to the children of wealthy families.

Ordinary small families simply cannot afford to play, and the size of the bet scares them away.

Jia Kang just wants to humiliate Yang Haoran and let him know what the gap is!

But Jia Kang found strangely that Cao Xiyue didn't show any concern at all, and instead kept laughing.

Did Cao Xiyue bring money?

It's normal when you think about it. As the eldest lady of the Cao family, it's normal to have tens of millions of dollars in the card.

If that's the case, let's make the stakes bigger so that Cao Xiyue won't even have room to cry!

Yang Haoran swept the whole place meaningfully, and his eyes fell on Jia Kang.

"Okay, how old are you guys? Let me listen."

There was a burst of laughter all around.

"You have a very wild tone. Mr. Jia can afford it, but you may not be able to follow him!"

"If you can't even get the winnings, there's no need to compete at all, just get out!"

Jia Kang had a cold face and evil eyes.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to play if you play too much. I'll take care of you for a while. How about three million per round?

If you don't have any money, I can lend it to you.

But I need a mortgage, using the parts on your body as collateral! Haha!"

The people in the banquet hall were all Jia Kang's friends, so naturally they laughed along with Jia Kang.

A series of burning eyes stared at Yang Haoran.

Yang Haoran frowned and shook his head.

Jia Kang suddenly looked contemptuous: "What? Are you too old to play?"

"Master Jia thinks highly of him so much. How can someone like him afford to play with him?"

"Even if he dismantles all the parts, he's not worth three million. I don't think there's any need to play with it!"

"It's so sad that the dignified Miss Cao family has fallen to this level!"

Cao Xiyue frowned slightly, and she didn't know what Yang Haoran meant by shaking his head.

Shouldn't he agree readily and then use a magic flying knife to hit him in the face at the speed of light?

Yang Haoran looked at Jia Kang and smiled playfully.

"You said the opposite, it's not that it's too big, it's that it's too small and does not suit my status!"

The expression on Jia Kang's face suddenly froze, and he didn't quite believe his ears.

Until there were sarcastic sounds all around.

"What are you bragging about? You are still too young? How big do you want to be?

If you have more money than Mr. Jia, you may have gasoline in your head!"

"Master Jia, if you meet an ignorant person today, please help him."

Jia Kang's eyes became darker and darker, and he sneered again and again.

"Too small? It's interesting.

You are challenging me, right? How about ten million to help you?"

Although Jia Kang is a playboy, he still has brains.

It's good for rich families to have money, but not every dandy has countless amounts of money.

For people like Cao Xiyue, if all the money is added together, it will only end at 10 million.

After all, she does not have any position in the Cao family, and she is a girl. It is impossible for the family to allocate too many resources to her.

So Jia Kang thought that setting the bet at 10 million would be Cao Xiyue's limit.

There was a whistle, full of banter.

"Boy, are you satisfied now? Ten million per game, don't be afraid to play!"

Yang Haoran frowned and shook his head again.

Jia Kang's face suddenly sank: "Boy, are you kidding me? You were too young just now, but now you can't afford it anymore?

If you dare to play tricks on me, you won’t be able to walk out alive today!”

As Jia Kang finished speaking, several people around the banquet hall slowly approached.

There are a total of people, one of whom is a second-level practitioner in the Qi refining stage, and the others are all peak warriors.

Looking at this formation, Jia Kang is also well prepared!

(End of chapter)


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