He said weakly, "I don't want to play anymore, okay?"

Su Jianren sneered, "I haven't even pressed down yet, and you're already trying to run away. Push one side again, and I'll smash your pot."

Su Wu looked to Jia Jiping for help, "Brother Ping, I really just want to play one more round, I have other things to do."

“Alright, alright, win or lose, you can play one more round.” Jia Jiping nodded.

Su Wu rearranged the cards again, looking at the room full of money-bringing children and feeling somewhat ashamed of his behavior.

But he had no other choice at the moment, so he treated it as a last resort.

Never believe in a 100% win rate; it's all a lie.

Nine out of ten gambling games are scams; the best way is to stay away from gambling and avoid getting involved.

When faced with the prospect of life and death, Su Wu did not choose to take them all, but instead chose to kill the big ones and spare the small ones.

Su Wu had already won 1.5 million, and was just one step away from winning.

Su Jianren gritted his teeth and said, "You get the water out of here! I'll bet 1.5 million on Tianmen!"

Su Wu looked at Liu Dahong with an innocent expression.

Liu Dahong laughed and said, "I'll cover the cost."

Upon hearing this, Su Wu said weakly, "This is the last time, I'm really not playing anymore."

"Hurry up and drive, I'll take you home in one go!" Su Jianren yelled.

If you're courting death, you can't blame anyone else.

With a cold laugh in his heart, Su Wu casually tossed out the dice.

The strategy remained the same: kill the big and let the small. They directly killed 1.8 million from Tianmen and compensated the other two sects with 300,000 each.

As a result, Su Wu ended up with 3 million.

"I'm done playing, I'm leaving." Su Wu stood up.

Su Jianren cursed, "Go to hell with Tianmen, you're the one who lost."

"Damn it, who are you cursing? I didn't lose 300,000, it's all your fault!" The other person immediately stood up.

"You're just unlucky. I lost 1.5 million. What are you yelling for?"

"Did I force you to suppress it? You fucking asked for it, try swearing at me again?"

"So what if I scold you? I'm not afraid of you!"

"Go to hell..."

Amidst the commotion, the two gradually lost control, and, having already lost their tempers, they finally resorted to violence.

Upon seeing this, Su Wu rushed over in one stride, now carrying an ashtray in his hand.