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Chapter 417: Poor Fatty Mo lost 10,000 yuan(2/2)

Today's weather, hahaha.

Brother Huanxi also thought of this very serious problem. He doesn’t have three million!

If you lose, where can you get three million?

It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter. As a human being, you must have confidence. Lao Qiao will definitely not win.

"Hey, do you have three million?" Old Qiao pressed step by step.

"Yes, why don't you? What's the point of three million?" Brother Huanxi said with a tough bullet and said, "Don't underestimate my brother Huanxi."

"What if I can't take it out?"

"How is that possible."

"I said what if."

"What do you think of?"

"I can't take it out, I recognize me as my godfather."

"Ah, there are still people who bet like this?"

"How about it?"

Brother Huanxi thought about it and finally gritted his teeth: "The deal will give you some advantage!"
Chapter completed!
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