So, Zhu Ronghua's cramped little finger thrusts again.

Six o'clock became a little more.

In the third game, Zhu Ronghua lost again.

Three billion US dollars were transferred to Su Mu's account.

The bet was completed here, and one-third of it was completed.

The entire VIP room was silent, and the air seemed to be much heavier. When breathing, the throat was like a block of lead.

This is simply...!

Lost three games in a row.

Three hundred billion US dollars.

Could it be that the unreasonably beautiful oriental woman is a real master?

Even fools seem to smell the conspiracy in the air.

But this conspiracy seems to...!

Who is this conspiracy against whom?

Do you want to say who cheats?

joke.

But if this is not cheating...!

Just look at Zhu Ronghua's expression.

What is this not cheating?
Chapter completed!