"Ah…"
Ma San was in so much pain that he almost fainted. He began to howl and struggle crazily on the ground, and blood was everywhere.
Then, his subordinates came in and dragged him away. A cleaner came in and cleaned the floor again.
Ye Feng and Cheng Fei'er had already seen such a scene before. They were not too surprised.
When the office returned to normal, Helen looked up at Ye Feng. "May I know your name?"
Ye Feng immediately replied, "My surname is Feng."
Helen nodded. "Mr. Feng, I'm really sorry. Because this b*stard still owes us money, I have to keep his hands. As an apology, our casino will compensate you with 100,000 chips. I hope you can understand my difficulties."
As she spoke, her eyes revealed a pitiful expression, as if she was acting coquettishly.
No man would be able to refuse her plea.
Ye Feng was unmoved, but he did not dwell on this matter. "Alright, I agree."