Hearing Cao Wenhui's words, everyone present was shocked.
"Did I hear wrongly? Cut Hand Hui actually wanted to play a bet worth tens of millions?"
"Is this guy crazy? Where did he get so much money?"
"With his trash skills, he still dares to gamble with tens of millions? Aren't you afraid of losing everything?"
"How many times has he gone bankrupt? If he loses, he can just steal some more."
"He lost so much in the past. It's not easy for him to meet someone who's even worse than him today. Of course, he doesn't want to let go so easily."
"I think that if the two of them bet, Cut Hand Hui still has a chance of winning…"
Indeed, they were right. Cao Wenhui thought so.
He had always been addicted to gambling, but his skills were too bad, and he would lose everything every time.
In the past few years, he had already lost at least tens of millions.
