I didn't betray the gang, so our boss wouldn't make me suffer three cuts and six eyes, would he?
Upon hearing this, the people in the underground casino burst into laughter.
Sensing A-Qiang's respectful attitude, Song Boyu calmed down and his mind started working again.
He just asked if the card was mine, which means he either can't afford to offend the card's owner or he thinks he's Qin Luochen.
Who exactly is this guy surnamed Qin? This kind of underground casino isn't something just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can afford.
After thinking for a few seconds, Song Boyu stopped worrying and imitated Qin Luochen's tone and manner of speaking.
Ah Qiang, right?
After Song Boyu addressed him by his name without any hesitation, the laughter in the room stopped abruptly, and an eerie silence fell as everyone cautiously watched A-Qiang.
A-Qiang smiled at Song Boyu.
The people above me call me A-Qiang, so it's not wrong for them to call me A-Qiang.
Oh, thank you for getting me out of that situation, but I don't need it. It's just a little over two million, just swipe my card.
Should we still play?
"Play? Play my ass," Song Boyu cursed inwardly, but said aloud.
I'm not in a good mood today, so I'm not playing anymore. I'm leaving.
Oh, by the way, can I leave now?
What do you think, Meng Ge?
The tattooed man snorted, tacitly agreeing.
Ah Qiang chuckled softly.
Of course you can leave now. Welcome to come again next time.
Amidst a crowd of curious gazes, Song Boyu was led out by Wan Xiaorui.
After watching the two leave the underground casino, Ah Qiang waved his hand, and the henchman approached Ah Qiang.
Brother Qiang.
Okay, go check it out.
yes.
Song Boyu was certain he had escaped this life of debauchery safely, and his smug confidence was written all over his face.
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