"So what if it’s sky-high?"
Here, sky-high is bait to bleed people dry, with countless eyes fixed on this fat slice right now.
Whether Doctor Bai can safely leave this place is itself the question.
Wu Yalan stood behind An Zhiyuan, her smile lifted, gentle and neat.
Bai Xiao was cursing, who could know the collapse happening within her heart?
She only wanted to beat Liu Chuanfeng! But she hadn’t anticipated causing such a sensation.
This is courting death.
With so much money, even the theater owner must be tempted.
She might not really be able to get out of here.
She turned and patted Baldy on the back, "You put in half the gambling money, Shitou accounts for half of that; fifty percent is yours, Shao Ming gets twenty percent, I’m only taking thirty percent!" As if leading a disaster elsewhere was beyond her.
Having so much money really burns.
Shang Kaiwen felt even more heartbroken. This reckless woman, she’s let go of seventy percent in no time, does she even grasp the amount of money that is?
Her heart was bleeding.
Suddenly everyone’s gaze centered on Baldy and Shao Ming. Seventy percent.
Baldy laughed heartily, boldly stroking his bald head, "Doctor Bai is full of integrity! Just for those words, if Baldy herself harbors ill intentions, then I’m not human. This one time in my life, gambling on stones, this is the most comforting and exhilarating gamble. You all might not be familiar with me, but who wouldn’t be tempted by such an impressive Dragon Stone-type? Don’t put on an act, every one of your little hearts has been thumping wildly, and those eyeballs almost can’t look away, glued inside. A lot of folks are planning to arm up and greet us when we step out, right!"
"How could that be? We’re all in the gambling business, don’t we know the rules?"
"Exactly, striking it rich overnight, that’s skill."
Baldy chuckled, "Look at everyone mouthing insincere words. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t, even myself, if I hadn’t spent this money, I’d be thinking about getting my hands on it too. But don’t worry unnecessarily, even though you all look down on me, Baldy, I’ll lay it out here. As long as Doctor Bai is within Myanmar’s boundaries, she’s under Baldy’s protection. If anyone dares touch her, they’re messing with me. Don’t blame me for not being polite."
His threats were delivered flatly, and nobody seemed to take them seriously.
After all, many below had asked around, but nobody knew who Baldy was. Those who did recognnize him had only seen him gamble on stones, noted for his poor skills and misjudgments.
Nobody took Baldy seriously, and hearing these words, many showed contempt on their faces.
Such bold statements, who couldn’t make them?
Who knew? The first to turn their gun around might be Baldy himself, after all Doctor Bai, clearly a newcomer with no backing—black on black crime is nothing unusual here.
It’s your fault if you can’t protect your earned wealth.
"You probably don’t believe me, so let me show you whether Baldy speaks empty words or not." Baldy clapped his hands, and the sound echoed through the hall.
Then a group of armed soldiers appeared, their gun muzzles glinting under the sunlight with a threatening gleam, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
Many couldn’t help but huddle together. Myanmar is rather chaotic, and there are many ready to plunder in times of chaos. They typically avoid provocations; if something happens, there’s no place to seek justice.
Bai Xiao and Shao Ming stood together, clueless, looking at Baldy.
In their minds, could it be that Baldy is some big shot with serious connections?
No, that can’t be right. He speaks Mandarin so fluently and doesn’t look like a typical dark-toned Myanmar local.