Master Bo is a punching bag

Raith's heart almost stopped beating.

Without blinking, she watched as the dealer lifted the lid bit by bit.

On the other hand, Shen Fanxing remained calm and composed. There was a faint smile on her lips as she drank the mineral water that Yin Ruijue had "favored".

*Gulp*

*Gulp*

Yin Ruijue and Bo Jinhang stared at the dice cup eagerly.

She was hundreds of times more nervous than Shen Fanxing.

"Five… Five… Six… F*ck, f*ck! It's really big!"

Bo Jinghang was the first to shout.

There was an uproar.

"Continuous win! Amazing!"

"Eight billion yuan and the compensation she placed. Oh my god!"

Sweat trickled down Raith's cheeks.

Sitting in the chair, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.

Shen Fanxing smiled and patted the pile of chips in front of her. She propped her chin and looked at Leisi again.