Prosperity: Conquering Billions of Gambling Kings

Chapter 8 Can fourth master save my brother?
Gu Xiaobei took a deep breath.

bet?
In a few minutes, she might have left her life here.

don't bet...

She's already on board the thief ship.Even if he can get out of the body at this time, what will Brother Huai'an do?He is seriously ill, and if he does not receive timely treatment, his life will die.

After much deliberation, Gu Xiaobei felt that he had no way out.

"I bet." Gathering his mind, Gu Xiaobei spoke bravely.

The corners of the man's mouth curled up slightly, and a gleam of appreciation flashed across his eyes.

"However, I have a condition..." Gu Xiaobei stared at the god-like man opposite him with wide eyes.

"Conditions?" Rong Chen sneered, and glanced at her with cold eyes, "You are the first woman who came to talk to me about conditions. Tell me?"

"If... I mean if I die." Gu Xiaobei's breathing became more and more rapid, those stubborn eyes even contained the desire and struggle to survive, and there was firmness that refused to turn back, "If I lose, four Grandpa, can you save my brother?"

"..." The man raised his sword-like eyebrows, unable to deny it.

"He's at Gundilong No. 162 in Zhabei, and he's seriously ill. If I lose, can you save my brother?"

Gu Xiaobei looked at him and begged.

Obviously standing opposite her was a devil who could kill people without blood, but her eyes seemed to be beseeching an almighty god.

"For your courage, yes." Rong Chen let go, shaking the revolver in his hand, "Have you figured it out?"

"Think it over." Gu Xiaobei took a breath.

Whether it is life or death, leave it to God.

Even if she died right now, Fourth Master Rong would save Brother Huai'an.

After all the calculations, she always pays off.

"You are a woman, let you come first." Rong Chen put his hand on the gaming table.

The black revolver swished along the gaming table and slid in front of Gu Xiaobei.

When the fingertips touched the pistol that slid over, Gu Xiaobei shrank back subconsciously.

Rong Chen stood opposite him coldly, admiring the woman's embarrassment.

Mingming was terribly afraid in his heart, but he had the guts to bet his life with him.

He wanted to see how brave this woman was to play with him.

After hesitating for a while, Gu Xiaobei suddenly grabbed the revolver.

His movements were hasty and panicked, as if he was escaping.

Suddenly aiming at his temple, his finger hooked the trigger.

Her heart was beating thumpingly, and Gu Xiaobei could even clearly feel the powerful impact on her chest, this feeling kept reminding her.

With this shot, she might become a dead soul under the shot.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Gu Xiaobei closed his eyes.

The probability of one-sixth is actually not that big, let's gamble.

Heartbroken, Gu Xiaobei bit her lips tightly.

The index finger suddenly buckled down.

Gu Xiaobei closed her eyes, waiting for the soul to soar after the momentary pain.

He groaned.

After the dull, depressing, and heart-pounding sound, there was a silence around.

It took a long time for Gu Xiaobei to open his eyes.

In sight, there was still the luxurious lobby on the second floor, surrounded by those bodyguards in black, and the man on the opposite side was sizing her up seriously.

Bang it.

The pistol fell on the gaming table, and Gu Xiaobei put his arms on the gaming table, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Good luck." Rong Chen gently raised his thin lips.

Here, some men have already picked up the guns that fell on the ground and sent them to Rong Chen.

(End of this chapter)