Even though Zhou Hui was disappointed, he couldn't say anything. He was worried that if Zhao Ming saw that he had other plans, then the gains wouldn't be worth it.

After Zhao Ming left, Zhou Hui took a few chips to play with.

He only knew how to shake the dice, so he went to the table he used to play at before. At this moment, the number of people at the table had changed.

And at this time, he saw that in front of him was a fierce-looking middle-aged man. When Zhou Hui went over, that man's gaze was tightly locked onto Zhou Hui, as if he wanted to see through him.

Zhou Hui looked at him in confusion. Only then did that man turn his head away.

However, he didn't notice that there were already a few men that were getting closer to him.

Zhou Hui's gaze was completely focused on the Zhuang family's hands.

He was standing in the middle, shaking the dice.

At this time, Zhou Hui saw that many people were already betting. He also fished in his pocket for a long time and took out another one million chips.

It hit a small spot on the table.

When this chip came out, everyone looked at him in shock, their eyes filled with admiration.

However, following that, the manor had already opened. Unfortunately, this time, the sieve showed five, five, five, six.

Thus, Zhou Hui had lost.

The instant the Zhuang family announced the result, everyone seemed to have gone crazy and rushed towards Zhou Hui.

When he woke up, he found that the chips he had just bought had been taken away by those people. They were fighting over them nonstop.

Some people were even fighting over the wager.

Only then did Zhou Hui understand why Zhao Ming didn't let him take out his own chips.

Just as Zhou Hui stood to the side to watch the fun, two men suddenly walked over and said something to him in the language of the Fu Sang. Then they grabbed his arm and started to walk forward.

Zhou Hui's brow furrowed. He didn't use much strength and directly pushed them away.

The two of them seemed to be very angry, their eyes full of anger. They rolled up their sleeves as they faced Zhou Hui, as if they wanted to fight him.

Zhou Hui stared closely at them. He had already made his preparations. As long as the two of them attacked, Zhou Hui would not let them go easily.

But at this time, the malevolent looking middle-aged man who was sitting across from Zhou Hui walked over.

"You, Chinese?" The man pointed at Zhou Hui and asked.

Zhou Hui nodded doubtfully, "You're looking for me for something?" But you actually know Chinese. "

The man sneered, "Fu Sang, most people know a bit of the Chinese language. Come with me."

After saying that, the man turned around and walked away.

Zhou Hui looked at the two men beside him and saw them smiling at her.

He followed her, puzzled.

He followed the man all the way to the corner of the stairs, where there was no one.

Just as Zhou Hui stood there, the two men behind him also walked over. The three of them just happened to block Zhou Hui's path.

"What are you looking for me for? "Hurry up and say it."

After that man heard Zhou Hui's words, he directly extended his hand towards her, "Hand it over."

"What?" Zhou Hui asked curiously.

At this moment, one of the men behind him gave him a push.

Although Zhou Hui didn't understand Fu Sang's language, he still understood these two words.

He had frowned at the time, and the anger in his chest was ready to explode.

At this time, the middle-aged man spoke up again, "I'm talking about your chips. I know you still have it. If I hand it over, I can let you go this time. Otherwise, you might not be able to return to Huaxia."

Zhou Hui coldly smiled, "I thought you were asking me to come here for. So you want to steal my chips. With just you three, do you want to steal from me?" You are not yet qualified. "

When the middle-aged man heard Zhou Hui's words, his face immediately turned cold.

"There is a saying in China, if you refuse a toast, you will be punished. Don't blame us."

At this moment, a few more men came from behind. Their gazes were all on Zhou Hui.

It was heading straight for them.

When Zhou Hui saw them come over, the man who had been talking to him suddenly became unhappy.

After seeing those few people come over, they also stared at Zhou Hui with the same expression, as if they were looking at a little fat sheep that was waiting to be slaughtered.

Afterwards, they seemed to start talking. Although Zhou Hui didn't know what they were talking about and looked at their appearances, it seemed like they were discussing how to split the loot.

They talked for a while.

The man looked at Zhou Hui, "Brat, I advise you to be more tactful and quickly take it out. Otherwise, you won't even be able to exit the casino today."

Zhou Hui turned his head to look and saw that his back was completely surrounded by the people from before.

He was firmly trapped by them at the corner of the stairs, no wonder these few people were so confident to challenge him.

Zhou Hui laughed coldly, "If you want to fight, then fight. What's with all the bullshit. Someone who can threaten me still hasn't been born yet."

The man was instantly infuriated. He said something to the people he just spoke to.

Then, they all rushed towards Zhou Hui.

Zhou Hui suddenly felt his clothes being grabbed by someone and directly kicked him.

After hearing a painful cry, Zhou Hui smiled in satisfaction. Then, he seemed to hear a sound of wind in his ears. Zhou Hui's reaction was fast, and he directly bent down, barely dodging the middle-aged man's fist.

After dodging, Zhou Hui came back and grabbed his fist. After tightly grabbing onto him, he kicked the others.

After those people were all kicked back by him, Zhou Hui grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist and lightly bent his back.

Ah!" The man let out a loud cry, and his face turned the color of a pig's liver.

Only then did Zhou Hui proudly let go. He turned around and saw that the group of people from before were all lying on the ground. Some of them had even rolled down the stairs.

"Like I said, someone who can steal from me hasn't been born yet. What the hell are you? You dare to come over and threaten me?" Zhou Hui clapped his hands and was about to leave.

"Halt!"

Suddenly, he heard a girl's voice behind him. It sounded very young and tender.

When he turned around, he saw a long-haired girl standing on the stairs, holding onto the stairs as she looked at him.

She had very thick, black hair, a typical princess cut her hair, and a pair of bangs that fell to her cheeks. Her skin was as white as a porcelain doll's.

However, his eyes were filled with a strange light as he sized up Zhou Hui.