Hua Country, within the top-floor suite of a five-star hotel near Shengjing Airport, Irina, draped in a bathrobe, put down her phone with a chuckle.
"Well, the money's coming in," Irina said as she picked up the red wine from the table and took a delicate sip.
Making money from those previous bets was definitely not enough, especially since the Mutated Crystal she provided to Lu Xiao was quite valuable.
Therefore, to make money, she had to stimulate everyone to continue raising their bets.
Find a skilled assassin to take the contract to kill Lu Xiao, and naturally the stakes would rise.
In just half an hour's time, the bets wagering on Lu Xiao's death had increased by nearly eight hundred million US Dollars.
It seemed that breaking through fifteen or sixteen billion US Dollars tonight should be no problem.
"I should thank our Mr. Lu Xiao," Irina smiled and then picked up her phone again to dial Lu Xiao's number.
