Giving money away?
Just wait and see how I play you to death!
Wang Bao laughed inwardly, looking around he said, "Folks, you don't mind one more joining in, do you?"
"Of course!" A golden-haired, blue-eyed foreign young man said with a laugh.
"Quit the chatter, let's get started!" A black bald man with a cigar in his mouth said arrogantly.
"Young Master Ye, you should think this through! These guys are no pushovers. That blond, blue-eyed guy is Johnson, a young master of some multinational corporation, and the cigar-chewing black guy is called 'The Butcher,' rumored to be the leader of some foreign mercenary force, a cold-blooded killer!" Fat Cat cautiously whispered.
"Heh, no worries!" Ye Wudao sat on the chair.
"Fat Cat, go get the prettiest croupier from your casino!" Wang Bao urged.
After Fat Cat made a call, a group of curvaceous, sexy bunny croupiers came over and respectfully said, "Hello bosses!"
