Chapter 803 Where did the second idiot come from?(1/2)
Next is Zhu Ronghua's Waterloo.
In the fourth game, lose.
In the fifth game, lose.
In the sixth game, lose.
In the seventh game, lose.
In the eighth game, lose.
In the ninth game, lose.
Zhu Ronghua's cold sweat flowed down like he didn't have money, soaking his whole body.
He was scared.
I'm really scared.
There is a ghost.
It's just a ghost.
He knows best what he has done himself.
He is cheating, he is giving away thousands.
But, every time, he would move his little finger uncontrollably.
No matter how careful you are, you will lose control.
That's right.
It's out of control.
If all this has nothing to do with Su Mu, he is willing to twist his head off as a ball.
This messy method is terrible.
For the first time, Zhu Ronghua lost confidence in himself spending 10 billion US dollars to reward Su Mu for his life.
The question now is no longer whether he wants Su Mu’s life.
But...!
It's a 100 billion US dollars, but now I'm losing only 10 billion.
How to fill this hole?
This is all family money.
The Zhu family in Xin'antang is rich and can even take out trillions of dollars. To put it bluntly, a medium-sized country's GDP for a year may not be as rich as the Zhu family in Xin'antang.
But this is family money.
That was family property, not his private property.
Xin'antang is not just Zhu Ronghua.
If he lost so much money and lost the qualification to pursue Ning Yan, it would mean that he had lost the qualification to join the Zhu family of Hongwu.
Yongletang is a direct branch of the Zhu family and a major branch.
Others such as Xin'antang are the side-class and small clan.
The only choice is to take action secretly, kill the smash in front of you, get back the lost money, loot him all, and then bring him the bitch Ning Yan, using mental control to make her obey her own words.
Zhu Ronghua stared at Su Mu in a frustration, his mind was blank.
He had endless rage in his heart, but he could only hold it in his heart and couldn't burst out.
Unless he can calmly kill everyone present.
Unfortunately, he doesn't have the ability.
In the last game, Ning Yan actually shook out one by one, two, and four o'clock.
Zhu Ronghua gritted his teeth. Even though he knew that the gambling game was strange, he still had the idea of luck in his heart.
If you can win the last game, you still have 20 billion US dollars in your hands, which can be used as the capital for assassination of Su Mu.
By then, everything will be back.
Unfortunately, Su Mu didn't even give him this last chance.
He actually shook a leopard out.
The smallest leopard.
So what about the points in the bet game comparison, the leopard, it only counts three points.
Ning Yan still looked dull, as if she was not gambled for money all night.
But she felt unprecedented excitement in her heart.
That feeling is beyond description.
It's so refreshing.
Zhu Ronghua's face was pale and he stared at Su Mu:
"You...you...!"
Without saying anything, he felt dizzy in his brain, and the blood and energy in his heart surged, then he turned dizzy and fell down, hitting heavily on the ground.
Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the ground and it was not broken.
Dizzy?
Angry?
Or...lose?
Everyone was stunned and stared at Su Mu.
The think tank military advisor next to Zhu Ronghua, the guy named Donald, was already sweating like rain on one side, and the cold sweat on his forehead was like money-free, dripping one by one.
It's over.
How to fill this pit?
Five hundred billion...no!!
One hundred billion US dollars.
Even the richest man in the world has to kneel down.
I originally thought that even if Zhu Ronghua wanted to lose, he would still be able to leave most of the money behind the ten games.
But I lost all my money.
The five super rich gamblers before are now looking at Su Mu one by one, as if they have no soul.
If there is no ghost, they don’t believe it.
But what went wrong?
Damn God, I really want to cut open his head and see what is inside.
After a silence, Donald suddenly jumped up, used all his strength to yell at Su Mu:
"Damn it, do you know who my young master is? Are you not afraid of the Zhu family's revenge on you?"
Su Mu held Professor Ning's little hand and said with a smile:
"Do you know who I am?"
"Who are you?"
Donald looked miserable and stared at Su Mu with gritted teeth:
"Who are you?"
Su Mu shook his head contemptuously and said lightly:
"Can I tell you? I am the successor of socialism?"
After saying that, regardless of the confusion, everyone pulled Professor Ning and walked out.
He was not worried about the casino's betting or something.
Professor Ning's face turned bright and he finally stopped controlling his excitement. He followed Su Mu back to the room excitedly, and then entered the bathroom to take a shower.
Someone was smoking a cigar just now, and his body was filled with the smell of bad smoke.
After Su Mu also washed it out, he sat in the living room for a while before Professor Ning's footsteps rang behind him.
He turned around and was stunned.
Professor Ning was actually wearing an extremely sexy pajama.
When did you buy this?
I don't know if it's swollen?
To be continued...