However, Dongfang Boyu didn't give him time to think about it, "Don't agree? Then you'll have to wait for someone to chop off three of your fingers, and then give you two days to come up with 230 million."
God knows, Pei Zishuo simply can't afford so much money.
There are no tycoons like this in City I. There are many people who can spend one or two million dollars in a day or two, but it is basically impossible for him to spend it like this.
Silence, trembling, regret, and a face ashen as death. Pei Zishuo stood there, not knowing what choice he should make.
"Brother Bolin, it seems he likes bloodier methods." After saying this, Dongfang Boyu called Tianyu and said, "Have someone remove three of his fingers."
The bloody words came out of Dongfang Boyu's mouth without any hesitation, leaving people wondering whether he was trying to scare people or whether he really meant it.
Tianyu didn't even blink. Another bodyguard on the other side handed him a fruit knife. Tianyu took it and stepped forward.
Seeing that this was not a joke, Pei Zishuo really panicked, "Wait a minute."
Dongfang Boyu snorted coldly in his heart and looked at him with disdain.
I can’t figure out how that woman could fall in love with the man in front of her and love her so passionately...
I heard it was my first love.
Thinking about it, he felt disgusted again, suppressed his desire to mess with Pei Zishuo, and waved Tianyu to stop.
"Mr. Pei has thought about it."
"Winning or losing will be decided in one round, just comparing big and small?" Pei Zishuo looked at Dongfang Boyu, then looked at Dongfang Bolin.
He made it clear that he would only make a decision if Dongfang Bolin, the boss behind the scenes, gave his personal consent.
Dongfang Bolin looked at Dongfang Boyu and said with a cold face, "If you lose, this money will be regarded as your engagement gift."
Dongfang Boyu chuckled, "Then I'll thank my brother for the gift on behalf of Xiaoyan."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Pei Zishuo and asked Tianyu to get the playing cards, "You draw first."
Pei Zishuo's face dropped, his heart heavy.
This was the biggest gamble in his life, and the chips at one time were 230 million. What's even more ridiculous is that it was the simplest, and even a three-year-old child knew how to play it.
There are no conditions for cheating, it just depends on luck.
Compared with his heaviness, Dongfang Boyu has no psychological pressure, let alone any psychological burden.
Two hundred and thirty million is not a small amount, but he played it very well. After all, if he loses, his brother will take it as a gift, right?
The playing cards were shuffled, spread out in an arc, and they were allowed to draw one at random.
Pei Zishuo stretched out his hand, stopped at the beginning, hesitated again, and turned to the middle. After hesitating three or four times, he finally showed a brave expression, closed his eyes, and took a random shot.
His heartbeat soared to the top, and he even had the illusion that his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.
Opening his eyes, his palms were full of sweat. He moved his hands slightly and slowly looked at the playing cards. When he saw the letter K, the expression on his face became more relaxed.
K is already a very large number.
Unless Dongfang Boyu draws the Ace of Spades, the chance is too small.
He suppressed the heaviness and fear in his heart and looked at Dongfang Boyu, "It's your turn."
"Wow, K. Pei Zishuo, you are lucky." Dongfang Boyu was not in a hurry to draw his cards, but instead chatted with him leisurely.
"By the way, I'm curious, how can my smoke be inferior to your current wife's?"