"It's you who's harming me!" Jing Huatian grabbed his clothes frantically, "It's you who brought me to the casino and caused me to go bankrupt."

The brim of the man's hat was pushed down extremely low, and he wore a pair of large sunglasses, which completely covered most of his face.

He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said, "Mr. Jing, you came here of your own volition."

"Why are you trying to hurt me!?"

In the past, Qing Huatian had never gambled.

Just three days ago, he was playing golf in a golf cart and met this mysterious Cuban man.

He said that he was gifted with the ability to see a person's luck, and he predicted that Jing Huatian's fortune would start from that day, that everything would go smoothly, that he would develop his ambitions, and that his career would flourish...

Jing Huatian is not a three-year-old child, so he naturally doesn't believe it.

The man insisted on betting a few games with him. If he lost, he would treat him, and if he won, it would be his.

Jing Huatian couldn't resist the temptation, so he tried his hand at small bets first. Unexpectedly, his luck turned out to be smooth, and he won whatever he bought.

As everyone knows, this is just the sweetness of a small favor.

"Mr. Jing, what if I had a way to win back all the property you lost in gambling?" The man took a puff of cigarette and spit it in his face.

Jing Huatian stopped his crazy movements: "Win, how do you win? I have nothing left!"

"No, you still have something valuable on you."

"What?"

"Your eldest daughter's handwritten suicide note."

Jing Meilin's suicide note, what's the value of this? If Jing Huatian hadn't been upset and blamed for his daughter's death, he wouldn't have drank to drown his sorrows and came here to gamble.

If he hadn't insisted on driving his daughter out, none of this would have happened.

"As long as you do what I say, I will guarantee that you will not only win back everything that belongs to you... but you will also get a more generous reward."

Jing Huatian stared at him with blood-red eyes: "Why should I trust you again?"

"You don't have to believe it, you have nothing now... I want to harm you, and you have no property to be framed by me again."

Jing Huatian hesitated. At this moment, the casino was surrounded by an inexplicable force.

At the gate, a god-like man arrived.

Ximen Longting wore sunglasses, followed by Wilson and several personal bodyguards, and walked in with dignity and dignity.

Other bodyguards had already surrounded the entire hall in an instant.

Seeing Ximen Longting, the Cuban man froze: "I still have something to do, please consider my proposal carefully. If you want to accept my help, I will come to you again."

"..."

"Remember, I want your property back - only you and I know about today's conversation."

Ximen Longting's bodyguards turned the faces of the guests one by one, looking for Jing Huatian. Before entering the casino, Wilson pulled out Jing Huatian's photo from his cell phone and showed it to everyone.

The casino was forced to pause, and the Cuban man took advantage of the chaos and quietly left from the waiter-only elevator...

Jing Huatian was restrained by bodyguards and thrown to Ximen Longting's feet.

He collapsed on the ground, looking at Ximen Longting looking down at him, his aura and figure——

"It's Young Master Ximen..." he blurted out and immediately changed his words, "Is it Young Master Ximen?"

His real surname cannot be called in any public place.

Ximen Longting squatted down with a dignified figure and stretched out his hand——

Jing Huatian thought he was going to hit him, so he suddenly covered his head with his hands: "I know I was wrong, Master Xi, please spare my life!"
Chapter completed!