Almighty in the city

With a "puff", Bai Yifan didn't even finish his words. He was staring at the limited-edition Centurion Black Gold Card in his hand, but he was so shocked that his legs were soft and he stepped back several steps, and the result was just right. Stepping on the step outside, the whole person suddenly fell to the ground with a butt.

"Mr. Zhu!"

"Boss Zhu!"

The waiter and a few security guards on the side saw this picture and hurried up to help him: "Are you all right? Didn't you break it?"

Pete Zhu was widening his eyes at this time. It seemed that he was stuck in his chest without being able to spit it out. He turned his round face full of blessings into purple, like a pair of invisible hands. Now he is choking him tightly, trying to choke him alive.

Among the security guards who came up, there was no shortage of capable people. Seeing his appearance, he immediately knew that he was stuck in his throat and blocked his breathing trachea.

At the moment, the security guard didn't say much, and ordered his companion to straighten Pitju's head, and then directly slapped him on the back.

"Puff—cough cough cough cough cough!" Pete Zhu was slapped with a big mouthful of saliva, followed by a violent cough and gasp.

It looks like a life when a suffocator is relieved.

"Boss Zhu, are you okay?" The security guard who slapped Pete Zhu looked at him strangely, "What happened to you just now? Is something wrong?"

He originally wanted to ask what was going on and how it scared you to almost suffocate himself, but as soon as he said the words, he realized that there is a large crowd now. Doesn't this question mean that he has lost his immediate boss? On his face, where will I have good fruit when the time comes, and then temporarily swallowed the second half of the question.

"Cough cough cough cough!" Pete Zhu coughed for a long time before panting, and finally recovered from the suffocation.

He gratefully raised his hand and patted the security guard's shoulder, but he did not answer his question.

After being helped by the security and the wait staff to get up from the ground, Pitju still seemed to be a little frightened. The hand holding this limited edition black gold card was like a patient with Parkinson’s syndrome. The muscles were shaking uncontrollably.

"Boss Zhu--" The security guard saw this and was about to open his mouth and continue to inquire.

Pitju waved his hand, motioning him and the others to retreat first.

Several security guards and waiters looked at each other, feeling weird in their hearts, but didn't dare to disobey the orders of the person in charge of him at this time. Seeing that he did not have any problems, they all retired. Drive.

"In vain in vain" Peter Zhu walked to the side of the gambling table again, wanting to confirm to Bai Yifan that what he just said was just a joke, or was he really going to bet against Boao with one billion gold coins, just this up and down One lips, and the voice seemed to be knotted. It was more exhausting than those who stuttered. The word "Baisheng" took more than ten seconds to finally come out.

And although it is said, it is not complete at all.

Bai Yifan leisurely leaned his back on the sofa, and saw Pete Zhu shivering while holding the limited-edition Centurion Black Gold card, looking at him, stuttering for a long time, unable to tell two consecutive syllables. When he came, he suddenly burst into laughter: "I said Mr. Zhu, it's fine if I stumbled on myself, how come I stuttered myself."

Pitju's face is trying very hard to squeeze a smile.

He worked hard for a long time, the smile finally squeezed out, but it looked more ugly than crying.

"BaiBaiBaiBaiSheng——" This time it has been "Bai" for a long time and finally the title "BaiSheng" is complete. "You just said how much money you just said?"

In this sentence, the question is called a panic, panic.

Bai Yifan looked at him with a smile, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly and said: "Why, what I said just now is so clear, but President Zhu didn't catch it?"

Pitju tried to squeeze his smile that was worse than crying, but he dared not say anything.

"Nothing--" Bai Yifan smiled and shook his head, raised his right hand, and raised the index finger: "I'll repeat it again-this time I'll put a billion dollars in capital. Now, President Zhu should have heard clearly."

With a sound of "wow", the entire casino lobby was blown up almost at the same time as his words fell.

Everyone, whether it is the gambler invited to act as a "witness", the people on the casino side, or even Wu You who has been standing next to Bai Yifan, at this moment, one of them counts as one, all of which are extremely lacking. With the appearance of oxygen, everyone's eyes widened, mouths wide open, and they breathed deeply one by one, as if taking a small breath, the brain would freeze due to lack of oxygen.

One billion, gold coins!

If this were converted into Australian dollars at the current exchange rate, it would be nearly 10 billion Australian dollars!

In the entire league city, casinos with annual net profits that can reach this number can be counted with one slap!

And in this large casino that can be counted by the palm of the hand, Boao certainly does not exist.

In other words, Bai Yifan now opens his mouth to use the money to be used as the principal of this "luggage", but it is much more than Boao's revenue for a whole year!

And this, it has already exceeded the maximum amount that Pete Zhu can call the shots by many times!

One billion Australian dollars, Pitju dared to let the "Pixiu" enshrined by Boao come up for a bet, but at this moment, the other party's principal directly doubled by nearly ten times, and Pitju was not scared to death on the spot. Live the wind and waves and stand the test.

In the entire league city, the biggest gamble in the past ten years was the battle of "King King" by the new gambling king Zhou Zhisen five years ago.

However, at that time, Zhou Zhisen's principal amount of "putting a plate" was less than 300 million gold coins, only one-third of Bai Yifan's now.

One billion gold coins, if you can't hold onto the plate, not to mention the month's closing, the casino will directly be won by Bai Yifan during the gambling, it is not Pete Zhu that can afford the price.

"White for nothing" Peter Zhu couldn't even say the name "Baisheng" at this time. "White" was still there for a long time.

Of course, Bai Yifan knew that this bet was definitely not something that a casino manager like Pete Ju could do. Even the manager of the Portuguese casino would not dare to take a billion gold coins to gamble against others.

At the moment, he looked at Pete Ju, who was about to suffocate again, just waved his hand and said lightly: "If you can't be the master, then go and call out who can. Give you ten minutes, and I will Waiting here, after ten minutes, if you still can’t give me an answer, every minute, I will add 100 million gold coins to my cost. Don’t let me wait too long, otherwise, when the time comes, even if you put the whole The Boao Hotel is all staking, I am afraid it is not enough for my principal amount."