Chapter 430 - 425: Kameda Zhibin

"Not betting anymore?" Kameda's mouth twitched.

"Yes, not only is he not betting, but he's also... also..." The waiter's face was awkward as he added, "He wants to cash out and leave."

Kameda nearly fainted from anger.

Taking a deep breath, he snarled, "Refuse the withdrawal; let him go after he's paid back the principal. If he resists, just make him disappear!"

"Yes!"

The waiter exited again.

...

"Not enough cash? Are you kidding? Our chips were exchanged for real money, and now you won't let us cash it back?"

Tang Dongqiang planted his hands on the service counter, glaring at the waiter.

"If we say there's none, there's none!"

"Twenty-four million, do you think we can just pull that out, huh?"

"If you're smart, you'd leave now. There's six hundred thousand in the card, just enough for the two of you as principal."

The waiter, looking impatient, tossed a bank card onto the counter.

"How is this fair!" Tang Dongqiang felt indignant, arguing, "This is our winnings. How can you say no and mean it?"

"Yeah, what you're doing is really unfair!"

The gamblers wore grim expressions, starting to chime in.

Though they had all lost heavily, wagering even their underwear, they still believed that one day, with luck or help from some benefactor, they could win big like Tang Dongqiang and turn their fortunes around.

But now they had the means to turn it around, and the gambling den wouldn't pay up? What a disgrace.

history repeats itself. This cannot be overlooked. If by chance they did manage to come back, the gambling den refusing to pay

the gamblers lose money, you happily take it; but when they win,

a gambling den, then don't. Aren't

Red Scarf boxer lost to that hooked-nose man, and there was

stirring up

each starting to feel a

momentum to reclaim their lost

back our money! You rigged it, give us our

heartless gambling den, return the

all the

swarming the service counter, shouting and swearing, spittle

his face and pressing the

"Boom!"

and dressed in black, stormed into the gambling arena,

Ye Huan

instinctively grabbing Ye Huan's hand, her palm covered

security washed over her, the panic fading

you all, can't afford to lose,

the ones who wanted to gamble, but when you lose, you blame our den and cause trouble here? You think you can mess

ahead, cause another scene,

"Click."

leader of the gun-wielding thugs, Shike Lang, chambered a bullet, aiming the gun at the cornered gamblers,

both frightened

was the Red Scarf

full of life,

It was definitely rigged!

your den

everything dared to

son of a

the gambler to the ground,

"Bang!"

directly blowing the

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