"I lost, I lost completely... My money was gone, it was all caused by He Junzhe! What a bullshit, the young master of the Demon City, driving a top-end sports car, and even an electric car
If you can't win, this is a useless eighth son!"
"Refund money! Refund money! Bullshit young master! Fuck it, it's just trash!"
......
Many people who even put all their wealth into the market because of defeating He Junzhe won, are completely angry. Gamblers like them will lose their minds if they lose money.
They didn't care about He Junzhe's identity, they just cursed.
There were endless insults and wailings.
That's the harshest and harshest thing for each scolding.
And they who are extremely angry, how could they care so much? They can feel comfortable when they scold them.
However, the one who wants to curse the most is Wang Long.
The cold sweat on Wang Long's body had already soaked his clothes, and he no longer had the same indifference as before. Because He Junzhe lost, he would face a debt collection of more than one billion yuan!
Even if He Junzhe's bet pool is 100 million, it cannot make up for such a big hole.
Wang Long wanted to scold those people, but he couldn't scold him because he thought he wouldn't give money, and this would face revenge from several big bosses in Jingzhou.
If he had no help from anyone, he would definitely not be able to hold on for too long, so he could only seek He Junzhe's help.
As long as He Junzhe is willing to follow him, it will not be so easy for these people to destroy his power.
But in this way, he will inevitably stand opposite Lu Chen.
He had no choice to cause this situation today.
In the big screen, Lu Chen was the first to cross the finish line. In an instant, the lights flashed on Panshe Mountain to celebrate Lu Chen's victory.
"Lost..."
Wang Long closed his eyes as if he accepted his fate, and his heart was mixed.
"Hahaha! Brother Chen is awesome!" Ma Ji jumped up excitedly.
Niu Qianlan had a smile on her face, not surprising. In her perception, Mr. Lu was so unfathomable.
"He's fine...so good."
Li Ziran didn't care about the outcome of the game at all. Seeing that Lu Chen was not in danger of his life, the big rock hanging in her heart finally fell down.
"Yes, that's great."
Meng Aohan let out a long sigh.
Xia Family.
"Click!"
Xia Wei angrily smashed the phone in his hand directly to the ground, splitting and standing there, gasping heavily, trembling all over his body, but there was deep fear in his eyes.
Because the assassination of the Heaven and Earth Caughter Blood Hand he sent out failed!
"Dad, did you miss the bloody hand?"
Xia Fusheng sat in a wheelchair with a resentment on his face.
Xia Wei opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Well, I missed Lu Chen too much."
"Dad, can't our Xia family really do anything to Lu Chen?" Xia Fusheng grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, and his whole body was trembling violently because of anger.
"Yes! Son, don't worry, I have thought of a good idea!" Xia Wei comforted her, looking at her son's appearance, she felt extremely heartbroken.
The end point of Panshe Mountain.
Lu Chen rushed out of the finish line, but without any hesitation, he picked up Liu Meier behind him, jumped quickly, and jumped out.
And for a moment.
The electric car is too heavy to bear.
"Peng!"
With a loud bang, the car exploded and shocked everyone.