You Might Not Lose Out, but Xie Nan Will Definitely Make a Killing
The Granted Fate Bead lay in his palm. Brother Violent Dragon took one puff after another from his cigar as he sized it up—then suddenly closed his hand and clenched it into a fist.
Sha Qiang's eyelid twitched violently. He had seen the veins on the back of his boss's fist throbbing.
Brother Violent Dragon slowly exhaled another mouthful of smoke, then gradually loosened his fist. The Granted Fate Bead in his palm remained completely intact.
"Boss, everyone's gone out to buy Lifespan. Aren't we going to do something?" Sha Qiang asked subconsciously.
Brother Violent Dragon tapped him on the head. "Do you have money?!"
Sha Qiang hurriedly shook his cheeks. Brother Violent Dragon impatiently tossed the Granted Fate Bead onto the plate that had been brought over... At this moment, leaving aside the private rooms upstairs, more than half the tables in the main hall were empty.
Most of the buyers in the hall had already given up. They had stayed mainly to watch the excitement... Brother Violent Dragon's gaze landed on the man with the sallow complexion, meeting the other man's gaze head-on.
"Tsk." Brother Violent Dragon gave a disdainful sneer... Then he suddenly rose from his seat and swaggered toward the Fifth Heavenly King.
Miss Nan 2 was somewhat interested in Dragon, so she asked with a smile, "Sir, what brings you here?"
"Ah, Heavenly King." Brother Violent Dragon pulled out a chair and sat down. "Does your previous promise to reimburse half still count?"
"Since it was a promise, of course it counts." Miss Nan 2 chuckled softly.
Brother Violent Dragon said, "Ah, Heavenly King, I have a business proposition too. I wonder if you're interested."
"Go ahead." Miss Nan 2 smiled