Chaos reigned!
A flash of murderous intent?
If Kun Qianxi were to join the fray, amidst the chaotic fighting, it would be the perfect opportunity to make a move.
Would he do it?
Wu Jie was somewhat impatient, and Tang Xiao was also filled with anticipation.
However...
After a few seconds, Kun Qianxi didn't move at all.
He extended his right hand, fingers apart.
With a snap!
A bodyguard handed him a cigar and respectfully lit it for him.
Taking the cigar, he puffed away fiercely.
Kun Qianxi's brows were furrowed as he fell deep into thought.
Four hundred million US dollars, just like that, gone! Gone!
Add the one hundred million lost last night, that's five hundred million US dollars!
Even as a drug lord with frighteningly profitable income, it obviously stung, causing much heartache.
At this time.
The computer system began to automatically divide the winnings.
Because the handicap was one goal, and the score was one to zero, the betting result was a draw.
As such.
