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Chapter 14

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Liu Yang coughed. "Sigh, it's just so-so. What an insensible kid. I already told you not to acknowledge me. In Weichuan, we have to keep a low profile, right? "

"…" Li Zekai and Zhuang Hua glanced at each other. In the next moment, they both raised their middle fingers at Liu Yang.

As they were chatting, Loy, who was wearing a white dress, gently swayed her slim waist and walked over with light steps. "Young Master Zhuang, how was it? Did my Yang Ge lose all your chips?"

Loy had chatted with Liu Yang before. Liu Yang was just a fresh graduate and probably didn't know how to gamble. When Young Master Zhuang and Li Zekai heard Loy's words, a strange expression appeared on their faces. "Lose? What a joke! "

"Oh, so he won? How much did he win? " Loy was a little surprised. Heaven Clubhouse was the best clubhouse in Weichuan. Those who came here to gamble were the best of the best. Liu Yang was actually able to win. His luck was a little too good.

Liu Yang's mouth twitched. "Sigh, I was just casually moving my hands. Really! I didn't win by much. It was a complete accident … "

"He won five million. The two of us followed him and won ten million each!" Zhuang Hua couldn't stand Liu Yang's pretentious act and said directly.

Five million? That much?

Loy covered her mouth with her small hand and looked around. Her gaze finally landed on Wang Zihao. "You won so much money here. Do you think they'll let you leave safely? You really don't know your place! "

Those who had been to casinos knew that it was the wisest choice to stop after winning a little. If you kept winning, you wouldn't end up well.

From Loy's point of view, Zhuang Hua and Li Zekai could walk away with the ten million they won. After all, their families were deeply rooted in Weichuan. Even if Wang Zihao was unhappy, he wouldn't dare to touch them. But Liu Yang was different. Liu Yang was a newcomer. Although his skills were good, it was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands.

"Whether it works or not, we'll know once we try!" Liu Yang winked at Loy and then waved to Wang Zihao, who was not far away. "Hey, come here."

When Wang Zihao saw Liu Yang looking in his direction, he felt a chill in his heart. F * ck, you didn't abuse me enough just now, do you want to abuse me again now? But when he thought of San Ye's terrifying methods, Wang Zihao had no choice but to submit.

"Master Liu, what orders do you have?" Wang Zihao respectfully bowed to Liu Yang, looking like a servant running errands.

Loy looked at Wang Zihao, and then looked at Liu Yang. Her two watery eyes were wide open. What exactly happened between the two of them? Loy remembered that before, Liu Yang ruthlessly trampled on Wang Zihao. Could it be that Wang Zihao was a masochist and was so submissive?

Liu Yang reached out and hugged Loy. "Let me ask you something. Whose wife is this?"

Wang Zihao felt a pfft in his chest. His heart seemed to be shot by an arrow. "Yes, it's Master Liu's wife. Master Liu and Miss Luo are a match made in heaven! "Wang Zihao went against his conscience and said seriously. In his heart, he had already cursed Liu Yang's eighteen generations of ancestors!

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