Russian Roulette

A vigorous voice suddenly came from the door. "I'm the owner of this casino."

A mature middle-aged man pushed open the door and walked in. He had narrow eyes and an aquiline nose. It was obvious that he was a very shrewd businessman. Behind him was the security guard who had just run out.

"Young lady." Someone immediately pulled out a chair and invited the boss to sit down. He crossed his legs with the oppression of a superior. "I admire your courage. You have the style of my youth."

"Thank you for the compliment." Shan Yue sat opposite him, her tone not nervous at all. "But that's not what I want to hear. I just want to know when you can give me my billion."

"Don't worry, our casino keeps our word. I'll definitely give you the billion." The boss took out a cigar and lit it. "However, do you dare to play a bigger game with me?"

Shan Yue was interested. "What are we playing?"