Inside a gambling den, bunch of people from different backgrounds gathered, betting away their money. Over here, an unfortunate soul had lost his money once again.
Adam stood up in frustration at his fifth loss in a row. Opposite to him was seated a chubby man dressed ostentatiously in gold jewelry, and a smug expression sat on his face.
"Boss, boss, please one more time," begged Adam desperately. "I swear my luck will strike this time. I have a feeling."
The man threw his head back and laughed loudly, looking at the rest surrounding him. "He says he going to win! What a joke! He has been saying that for the last few times! No more chances! Pay up now!"
Greed and panic flashed through his eyes, not caring about the mockery. "Boss, please, consider it one more time."
"If you can't pay for it, trade your limps for it. They should roughly make up for the amount you owe." A malicious glint crossed through the man's eyes.
