1136 Fall Into The Trap
One hour later, Chanyeol had lost all of his winning chips.
The man wearing the gold chain laughed out loud delightedly before drawing all the chips to him, "You little punk, you're still too inexperienced to play with me!"
"One more round!" Chanyeol's expression darkened as he slammed his fist hard on the table.
"What!? You've lost everything! Go home and look for your mother, so she can feed you milk!" The man hissed.
The moment he said that, the entire casino instantly burst into laughter.
At this moment, Chanyeol had really lost it all. The clothes on him were all branded and had been taken off as loan collateral. Even the genuine leather wallet his sister had given him for birthday was gone too.
He was initially prepared to earn some money for the road, yet he had lost all of his life savings instead. Most importantly, he had initially won all that money, but it had now all been gambled away.
With this roller coaster ride, his young chest was furiously heaving and no matter what, he was unwilling to back down. "Stand right there! Go another round with me! If I lose, then I'll owe you!"
The man laughed aloud, "Hahahaha...little brother, I don't do that thing! I want to see cash!"
"Damn it! Can't I just owe that little bit of money? Come on! If I lose, I'll immediately have someone send money over!" Chanyeol roared.
"Pfft...it looks like you wouldn't let it go if we don't go for another round. Then, I'll just be kind and go one more round with you!" The man returned to the gambling table.
Moments later...
Chanyeol fell, stupefied on his chair and moaning, "No way...no way! One more!"
The man revealed a vicious expression at the sound of this. "We can go for one more, but you'll have to return the five million you owe me first!"
"...I'll just give you all of it altogether later!" When he heard that he had lost five million without realizing it, Chanyeol's expression changed.
"Pfft! You little punk, you want to trick me!? I've already let you owe me for five rounds now! You want to owe me more? Who do you think I am? Quickly get someone to send the money over! Or else..."
Chanyeol had wanted to say something, but he was instantly surrounded by a few burly guys and they all looked malicious.
Chanyeol's back was slick with sweat now.
He quickly pulled his two friends beside and asked, "Do you guys still have money on you?"
"We don't have any more money. All that we have has been given to you!"
"Exactly, even my watch has been taken out for collateral!"
"Hey! Then what do we do now? This was all because of you guys who made me come here to gamble!" Chanyeol was frantic now.
"How dare you say that? We only brought you here cause we're nice and you said you needed money. There's winning and losing in gambling. We can't control things like your luck either!"
"Stop talking crap. I don't care what you think of. Quickly help me get the money!"
"Where are we supposed to get five million?!"
...
"You lot, are you done discussing?! If you don't show me the money, I need one of you to leave a hand!"
