Ten million, before the money even arrived, it had all been lost.
The cruelty of this type of mahjong, with rivers of blood, was not for the average person to play, let alone the seasoned gambler Wang Tie across the table, whose eyes were red with loss. Even the young models beside them were swallowing hard.
Could his luck really be this good?
Without even finishing a single round, he had won six consecutive games.
In an instant, he had completely wiped out Wang Tie.
"Are you cheating?"
Wang Tie slammed a hand down on the table, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Li Feng. It wasn't unheard of to have bad luck at the gambling table, but to be this lucky was almost impossible.
Wang Tie was an old gambler, and this way of winning, without cheating, would be a ghostly act.
No wonder the other party dared to play mahjong with him, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
