The Fishball Guy's mouth moved, but he didn't know what to say.
He treated the Gambling God as a brother, but the other's actions were already a betrayal.
Li Yintong felt conflicted, not because the Gambling God was going to die, but because the Nine Dragons Hall was doomed.
"I won't have a home anymore!"
Li Yintong felt terrible. With her relationship with Lin Baici, joining the Jiuzhou Security Bureau was easy, but Nine Dragons Hall was her youth.
"Haha, winners are kings, losers are bandits, willing to bet, willing to lose, I accept it!"
The Gambling God didn't throw a tantrum or act childishly; instead, he laughed boldly, staring directly at the Divine Dragon floating in the sky: "Come on, hit me with a punch, let me see the power of a god!"
The Gambling God knew that killing Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao was useless, with a god sitting above, so at the end of his life, he wanted to test the god's strength.
Boom!
