Xizeer said indifferently, "As a brother, I can't just watch others bully my little brother and do nothing."
Yousheng's eyes sparkled with admiration as he looked at Xizeer. Now this is a real brother, a real brother, sob, sob, he'll never say bad things about him again.
"Didn't expect it, you really care about your little brother. Fine... Since you two siblings aren't afraid of dying, I'll play with you."
Sha's expression and tone seemed to already declare that he was going to win.
Among these hooligans, the ones who have made it are all crafty and cunning. Gambling is nothing; who hasn't been at it for years?
So they believed that even if Yousheng and Xizeer came with four more people, they still couldn't beat them; they are old hands.
Xizeer remained calm, his face impassive, watching with an unruffled gaze.
