Chapter 113 Despair

"Yeah, a few big men, and they are all well-respected people, to actually bully a little girl, this is too outrageous, and absolutely cannot be easily forgiven."

"Yes, he said it himself. If he loses, he will cut his hands. A manly man should never keep his word. It must be said and done..." Such a big show is so exciting, those of them watching the fun, also It's time to make an effort.

It's better than movies and TV shows.

And, it's still live.

Mo Qing was so frightened that his face was pale, and he shook his head in a panic. The cold swept towards him little by little, and he was about to collapse from fear.

"No...no...I can't chop my hands..."

"Master Mo, you proposed this yourself. I recorded it for you just now. What do you mean by blatantly cheating. Do you want me to release the recording?"

"Oh, someone actually recorded it. This is really irrefutable. Hurry up and let our big guys listen to it."

"Yeah, I just came late and didn't hear it. Let's put it out quickly and let us also listen to how this grandson made such a big deal."

Lan Xiao couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, she thought that the person just now was just joking.

But when the recording was released, she felt that these melon-eating audiences were really god-like teammates.

Mo Qing was frightened on the spot and fainted.

Someone here volunteered, saying that it was a doctor who ran over to treat Mo Qing.

He rolled his eyelids, checked his pulse, and felt his heartbeat, and found that he was stimulated, and the brain was deprived of oxygen, causing dizziness, so the doctor, among the people who pinched Mo Qing, woke him alive again.

Mo Qing, who woke up with a moan, looked at the people watching the fun, and he suddenly felt that there was no love for him. He might as well take a knife and give him a treat.

At this time, he really regretted it, he was fine, why did he want to die, and he came this far?

If he wanted to be dizzy but couldn't be dizzy, he couldn't hide if he wanted to hide. Mo Qing truly experienced the despair of a purgatory on earth, life is worse than death.

It's so beautiful, Lan Xiao couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the melon eaters.

It's so powerful.

Come on, she doesn't need to say anything.

Lan Xiao blinked helplessly, watching Old Man Zhao shrug.

"Master Zhao, this... I'm young, I really don't know what to do? The audience's voice is so loud, I... What should I do? Is it to break the rules of the game, or to act according to the rules."

In the public eye, and there are so many indignant audiences cheering.

Mr. Zhao had no way to choose whether it was good or not. At this time, he was already so angry that he was about to smoke.

If not, his stupid pig grandson, does he need to be so embarrassed?

Mr. Zhao couldn't help but grit his teeth and looked at Zhao Xi.

Zhao Xi shrank his body in fear and did not dare to say a word.

The old man Zhao set his eyes on Mo Qing again. Since this calamity was caused by him, he should also pay the price.

But for a moment, Mr. Zhao has weighed the pros and cons.

So, he turned his head and looked at Lan Xiao with a kind smile and said, "Since the gambling game has been opened and so many people have been invited to witness, the bets have already been placed, and the rules will not be broken."

He smiled gently, took out the checkbook from his arms, took out a pen, and wrote the amount of 20 million without batting an eye.