Are You Promoting National Art? No, I'm Making Money!

Chapter 140 No Taboos, Crazy Fans Of Tesla's Big Boss.

After speaking, Lin Yaozu jumped down from the table, walked to the side of a certain bully, and made sarcastic remarks.

"Hahaha...Mr. Michael Steven, thank you for the ten chips you gave me. It really brought me good luck."

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have won double stars twice and miraculously won a billion dollars."

"Let's go! I feel that luck is very good now, it is like a god blocking and killing a god, and a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha.

"Honestly, I can't wait."

One thing to say, these words are simply murderous.

At this moment, the heart of a certain victim was bleeding.

poison!

It's so poisonous!

Looking at the swaggering figure of Lin Yaozu.

A certain victim's face was ashen, and his teeth were about to be bitten by himself.

Originally, he was ready to renege on the one billion chips.

But now, because of Lin Yaozu's showy operation, there is no way to rely on the account of 500 million US dollars.

500 million dollars!

"Four Nine Seven" is a total of 500 million U.S. dollars!

This is simply cutting his flesh and bleeding his blood.

If there is only Lin Yaozu's account, it is easy to solve. He has countless ways to make this creditor disappear.

But after 500 million US dollars became the account of 5,000 people on the entire ship, he couldn't rely on it at all.

The guests received on this ship are all rich and wealthy, one hundred thousand dollars is not worth mentioning in their eyes.

But having and not having it are two different things.

Don't pay?

That would have a huge impact on reputation.

The various losses caused directly and indirectly are several times more than 500 million US dollars.

On the top floor of the casino, inside a certain high-end VIP box.

As soon as the two parties met, there was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

"Lyle Louie, the big boss of Tesla Group."

"Lin Yaozu, the nemesis of Tesla Group.

"You the fuck..."

"You have a bad temper, don't swear, or I will hit you!"

"If you want to gamble, gamble, if you don't gamble, get out, there are so many bullshit."

In three sentences, Lin Yaozu successfully chatted the sky to death.

The eyeballs of Lyle Louis, the boss of Tesla Group, were so angry that he wished his subordinates could shoot the bastard in front of him.

But in the end, he endured it temporarily.

There is one thing to say, a certain person is really unique in terms of annoying people.

It's just God stuffing food into his mouth.

Lyle Louie gritted his teeth and asked with a stare.

"Okay! Let's get started!"

"playing what?"

"Texas Hold'em?"

"Won't."

"Bridge?"

"No."

"Fried golden flowers?"

"Hey! That's good, but I still won't.

After saying that, Lin Yaozu still spread his hands, showing a mischievous expression.

Seeing this scene, Lyle Louis' mentality instantly collapsed.

He got up and slapped the table, yelling and cursing angrily.

"You don't know anything f*cking, you're just playing shit!"

Hearing this, Lin Yaozu's face turned cold, and his figure rushed forward, shaking his hands like a big pussy.

snap~

Lyle Louis covered his face, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

He is the big boss of the Tesla Group, worth billions, and a master of the beautiful country.

With such a noble status, how dare this little bastard in front of him beat him?

Or hit him in full view.

Does this make sense?

Is there still Wang Fa?

On the other side, after Lin Yaozu finished playing, he sighed with disgust on his face, and reprimanded bitterly:

"Eh!"

"Let you use civilized language, let you use civilized language, you just don't listen.

"It's all right now!"

"One mouth at a time, let's stop too much!"

"Being human, how can you be so cheap?"

"Old man, there is so much oil on his face."

"Grandpa's hands are really dirty."

After finishing speaking, he took out a piece of Baijuan to wipe his hands, then threw it aside.

This set of provocative and humiliating combos directly made someone lose his mind.

"Bodyguard, what the hell are you eating? I was beaten and you're still watching a show?"

"Go up and fuck him, I'll take care of what happens."

The voice just fell.

Michael Steven, who was eating melons and watching the show, immediately changed his face, and hurried forward to dissuade him.

He didn't want to stage a full martial arts right now, even if he wanted to fight, he would have to wait until he won back the 500 million chips by doing something.

This time, it was Lin Yaozu's turn to watch the play from the sidelines.

The two tore and tore, and ran to the side, whispering in their ears, they didn't know what kind of deal they had reached, and they just revealed what happened just now.

A few minutes later.

Lyle Louie asked with a gloomy face.

"Lin Yaozu, what do you bet on?"

A certain person let out a breath when he heard the words, in a leisurely tone.

"What's the bet? Let's play a simple one, play dice, and bet on the size."

"Okay! Bet on the dice, bet on the dice, let's start! Chris, you come to play and pay him to play.

"Why? Don't you play by yourself? Substitute someone to bet on your behalf?"

"Lin Yaozu, are you afraid?"

"Heh! As long as you have money, it doesn't matter who you bet with. Anyway, I will only win..."

Hearing this, Lyle Louie had a sneer on his face.

Chris is a well-known God of Gamblers in Las Vegas. If he hadn't owed him a favor, he would never have invited such a person.

Using him to deal with Lin Yaozu is like bombarding mosquitoes, overkill.

The first round of betting begins.

Lin Yaozu breathed out, his face full of indifference.

"In this game, we bet on the smaller one, whoever is smaller will win, and the draw will continue.

"Bet! Five hundred million dollars."

As soon as the words fell, Lyle Louis widened his eyes and exclaimed:

"What? Five hundred million dollars? Where did you get five hundred million dollars?"

Hearing this, Lin Yaozu gave someone a knife with a smile.

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Steven for the gift!"

"Stop talking nonsense, bet or not?"

"You don't even have 500 million, do you?"

"No way! No way!"

"The big boss of the dignified Tesla Group can't even come up with a mere 500 million?"

Lyle Louie blushed and cursed loudly.

"Fart, I'm worth hundreds of billions, why can't I come up with a mere 500 million?"

Hearing this, Lin Yaozu raised his hand.

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Someone was so frightened that he took a few steps back quickly, his face full of vigilance and fear.

Seeing this, Lin Yaozu sneered and mocked:

"Hehe! Look at your cowardly look! Cowardly!"

"If you have money, take it quickly. If you don't even have money at the gambling table, you're betting on shit!"

Hearing this series of national quintessence, Lyle Louis was so angry that he wanted to scold back, but faced with a big warning, 4.4 dared not.

In the end, I had no choice but to continue to endure.

There is one thing to say, after being a double-standard American for so many years, this is the first time he has seen someone with even more double standards than him.

After a while.

Both parties are fully prepared.

Officially begin.

On the opposite side, Chris, the god of gamblers, picked up the dice cup, flicked his hand, and the five dice disappeared instantly.

Wrist shaking, swaying chicly.

Inside the dice cup, the dice collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Ga La ~ Ga La ~

Three times and two times, a few seconds later.

Buckle down.

God of Gamblers Chris spoke confidently.

"You've already lost."

After all, uncover the dice cup.

The five dice fell neatly together.

On the top, there is a point.

Seeing this scene, Lyle Louis on the side laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha...a little bit! Only a little bit!"

"Lin Yaozu, let me see what you use to win!".