Inside the car, after listening to Ni Yuhua's account, Chen Feng felt speechless.
All I can say is that Chen Guoxiang is too lacking in vigilance and self-control to fall for such a straightforward pig-slaughtering trap.
However, if truth be told, one can't lay all the blame on him.
Such pig-slaughter traps, seemingly simple, still ensnare many people, including those with high intelligence, high education, or even prestigious positions.
They prey on people's greed. In the bustling atmosphere of the casino, watching others win tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, even millions right before your eyes is incredibly tempting for someone without a lot of money; it's hard not to be moved.
"Who was the friend that took him to the underground gambling den?" Chen Feng was curious about the friend who led him into the trap.
