Chapter 112

Wilbur slumped weakly on his chair and manured, “So this is what a gambler Is like.”

He did not use any of his abilities, engaging in the gambling session as an ordinary person.

Wilbur strived to immerse himself in the role of a ganhler. He experienced the feelings that came with gambling. The excitement of winning, the frustration of losing, and the frenzy that took over after losing a lot of money.

The thrill kept him excited with the surging adrenaline in his body.

The sensation was more intense than a roller coaster ride, thrilling him in a way that made him understand why people sald gambling was addictive. It really was.

He was in despair like a gambler who lost everything

Kenji laughed at that point.

On top of that, he borrowed another four million dollars. In one evening, he lost a total of

losses from the morning and made several million dollars in profit in just one

was under his contral Kenji could manipulate him as he

managed to gain them eight million dollars in one night. There probably aren’t many billion–dollar businesses that could profit eight million dollars per day. What a scary amount of money. Who knows how

Detroit was a good

exploiting

sure knows what he’s

“Buddy, it’s five in the morning, and you lost all your money. We

shook his

smiled faintly and said, “I can turn off the jammer now,

don’t have any money left.” Suddenly, Wilbur sat up straight and took

changed abruptly upon hearing what Wilbur said. Kenji said coldly, “Huddy, it seems that you’re not aware of the rules here. Not being able to pay up has

find it hard to believe you would actually sell

burst into laughter.

They tried to dodge their debts after losing, but they all obediently paid up in the end. For those who couldn’t pay, their organs were harvested

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