Next, it’s Zhu Ronghua’s Waterloo.

The fourth game, lost.

The fifth game, lost.

Game 6, lost.

Game 7, lost.

The eighth game, lost.

Ninth game, lost.

Zhu Ronghua's whole body was covered in cold sweat, as if he was free of money.

He was afraid.

So scared.

There is a ghost.

It's just like a ghost.

He knows best what methods he has used.

He is cheating and cheating.

But unfortunately, 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 had nothing to do with Su Mu, he would be willing to rip off his own head and play it as a ball.

This dirty trick is too terrible.

For the first time, Zhu Ronghua lost confidence in the fact that he secretly spent 10 billion US dollars on a bounty for Su Mu's life.

The question now is no longer whether he wants Su Mu's life or not.

But...!

A damn 100 billion US dollars, and now only 10 billion is left.

How should I fill this hole?

This is all family money.

The Zhu family of Xinantang is rich and can afford trillions of dollars. To put it bluntly, the GDP of a medium-sized country in one year may not be as rich as the Zhu family of Xinantang.

But this is family money.

That is family property, not his private property.

Xinantang is not just Zhu Ronghua.

If he loses so much money and loses the qualification to pursue Ning Yan, it means that he loses the qualification to become the head of the Hongwu Zhu family.

Yongle Hall is a direct lineage of the Zhu family, the largest one.

Others, such as Xin'antang, are collateral branches and small sects.

The only option is to secretly kill the smasher in front of him, get back the money he lost, and then rob him. At the same time, he will deal with Ning Yan, a bitch, and use mind control methods to make her obey his words.

Zhu Ronghua stared at Su Mu angrily, his mind going blank.

He had endless rage in his heart, but he could only hold it in and couldn't express it.

Unless he can kill everyone present quietly.

It's a pity that he doesn't have that ability.

In the last game, Ning Yan unexpectedly came up with a rare one-one-two, four points.

Zhu Ronghua gritted his teeth. Even though he knew that the gambling situation was weird, he still had a sense of luck in his heart.

If he can win the last round, he still has 20 billion US dollars in hand, which can be used as capital to assassinate Su Mu.

By then, everything will come back.

It's a pity that Su Mu didn't even give him this last chance.

He actually shook a leopard out.

The smallest leopard.

The number of points in the gambling game, so what about the leopard, only counts three points.

Ning Yan still looked calm, as if she was not gambling with money all night.

But her heart was filled with excitement like never before.

That feeling cannot be described.

So refreshing.

Zhu Ronghua's face turned pale and he stared at Su Mu:

"you you……!"

Before he could say anything, he just felt dizzy and the blood in his heart surged. Then the world started spinning and he fell down, hitting the ground heavily.

Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the floor and it was not broken.

Fainted?

Angry?

Or... lost?

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at Su Mu.

The think tank and strategist beside Zhu Ronghua, the guy named Donald, was already sweating profusely on the side, and the cold sweat on his forehead was dripping like money.

It's over.

How to fill this hole?

Fifty billion...no!!

One hundred billion dollars.

With this kind of money, even the richest man in the world would have to kneel down.

I originally thought that even if Zhu Ronghua was going to lose, losing six out of ten games, he would still be able to keep most of the game.

But he lost everything.

The five super-rich gamblers before were now looking directly at Su Mu, as if their souls were gone.

They don't believe it if there is no ghost.

But what went wrong?

Damn God, I really want to chop his head off and see what's inside.

After a period of deathly silence, Donald suddenly jumped up and yelled at Su Mu with all his strength:

"Damn it, do you know who my young master is? Aren't you afraid of the Zhu family's revenge on you?"

Su Mu held Professor Ning's little hand and said with a smile:

"Then do you know who I am?"

"Who are you?"

Donald's face was miserable, and he stared at Su Mu with gritted teeth:

"who are you?"

Su Mu shook his head disdainfully and said lightly:

"What can I tell you? I am the successor of socialism?"

After saying that, he took Professor Ning and walked out, ignoring everyone who looked confused.

Bet or something, he didn't worry about the casino daring to swallow his money.

Professor Ning's face turned red, and he finally stopped controlling his excitement. He followed Su Mu back to the room excitedly, and then got into the bathroom to take a shower.

Someone was smoking and smoking a cigar just now, and the smell of smoke was all over his body.

After Su Mu also washed himself out and sat in the living room for a while, Professor Ning's footsteps sounded behind him.

When he turned around, he was stunned.

Professor Ning was actually wearing an extremely sexy pajamas.

When was this purchased?

Why don't I know?
To be continued...