Super Money Collecting System

Although Zhou Hui was disappointed, he couldn't say much. He was worried that Zhao Ming would see through his other plan, and the loss would not make up for the loss.    

    

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 he had been replaced with a vicious, middle-aged man. The moment Zhou Hui went over, that man's gaze had tightly locked onto Zhou Hui's body, as if he wanted to see through a layer of his skin.    

    

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

    

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

    

Zhou Hui's gaze was still fixated on the Zhuang family's hands.    

    

He was standing in the middle, shaking the dice.    

    

At this time, Zhou Hui saw that many people had already been betting non-stop. He also took out another one million chips from his pocket for a long time.    

    

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.    

    

So Zhou Hui lost.    

    

The moment the Zhuang family announced the result, everyone acted as if they had gone mad 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.    

    

Zhou Hui finally understood why Zhao Ming didn't let him take out his own chips just now.    

    

Just as Zhou Hui was standing at the side watching the show, two men suddenly walked over and spoke to him in Fu Sang language.    

    

Zhou Hui frowned, he did not use much strength, and directly pushed them away.    

    

The two of them seemed to be angry, their eyes were filled with anger, rolling up their sleeves as they faced Zhou Hui, as though they wanted to fight with Zhou Hui.    

    

Zhou Hui stared at them intently, he had already made his preparations, as long as the two of them make a move, Zhou Hui would definitely not let them off easily.    

    

But at this time, the middle-aged man who looked to be extremely ferocious walked over from across from Zhou Hui.    

    

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

    

Zhou Hui nodded suspiciously: "What are you looking for me for? 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 that they were looking at her with a smile that was not a smile.    

    

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 who were behind him a moment ago walked over as well. The three of them had coincidentally blocked him off.    

    

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

    

After the man heard what Zhou Hui said, he immediately extended his hand out towards her. "Hand it over."    

    

"What?" Zhou Hui asked suspiciously.    

    

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

    

Although Zhou Hui did not understand Fu Sang's language, he was still able to understand the 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 laughed coldly, "I thought you wanted to call me over for whatever reason, and it turns out you three are here to snatch my chips. 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."    

    

Just then, a few more men came over from behind, their gazes all on Zhou Hui.    

    

It was heading straight for them.    

    

When Zhou Hui saw them coming over, the man who had been talking to him this whole time, instantly revealed an unhappy expression.    

    

After seeing the few of them come over, they all stared fixedly at Zhou Hui, as if they were looking at a little fat sheep that was waiting to be slaughtered.    

    

Although Zhou Hui did not know what they were talking about, but from the looks of it, it seemed like they were discussing how to split the loot.    

    

They talked for a while.    

    

That man then 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 to look back, only to see that he was completely surrounded by the few people who had arrived earlier.    

    

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, just fight. There's no need to bullshit so much. Someone who can threaten me has yet to be born in your mother's womb."    

    

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

    

Then, they all rushed towards Zhou Hui together.    

    

Zhou Hui suddenly felt that someone was holding onto his clothes, and directly kicked him.    

    

Hearing the painful scream, Zhou Hui laughed in satisfaction. Then, as if he had heard the sound of wind, Zhou Hui's reaction was fast, and he immediately bent down, just barely dodging the middle-aged man's punch.    

    

After dodging, Zhou Hui turned back again, and immediately grabbed ahold of his fist, tightly locking him down, then he directly threw a flying kick at another person.    

    

After those people were all pushed back by his kick, Zhou Hui held onto the middle aged man's wrist and slightly 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 of his hand, and turned around, only to see that the group of people from before had all lied down on the ground, and some had even rolled down the stairs.    

    

"I knew it, someone who can fight with me isn't even born yet. Who do you think you are, daring to come 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, the expression in her eyes was extremely strange, as she had been sizing up Zhou Hui the entire time.