novellhall Chapter 1044 - 1043: Master Song, How About You Spare Me This Time
Chapter 1044 - 1043: Master Song, How About You Spare Me This Time
On the other side.Inside the Underground Mall.
The place was filled with revelry, and decadent sounds rang out.
Ma Zongyu stood in front of the long table, beads of sweat dotted his forehead, he held his cards tightly, hesitating for a long while, not daring to let go.
Opposite him sat Song Zihua, one of Shoucheng’s infamous troublemakers. He was puffing on a cigar, blowing thick smoke, and said, "Heh, don’t cover it up! A bad hand won’t change just by hiding it, hurry up and flip it open, let me take a look! If I lose, the money on the table is yours."
Indeed, sometimes, humanity is like that—the greater the temptation, the greedier one becomes.
Until in the end, they trap themselves, unable to escape.
Ma Zongyu wiped off the sweat, it felt hard to breathe, and said, "Master Song, why don’t you let me off this time... My hands are terribly unlucky today..."
With a hand of two, three, five, it couldn’t get any smaller...
If he could win against Song Zihua’s pair with this hand, he would be a gambling god.
Song Zihua took another puff of smoke, scoffing, and said, "If I let you off, who will let my money off? You’ve been losing all night, and today you want to back out of the debt; it’s not that easy!"
Ma Zongyu was startled, quickly saying, "No, no, no, that’s not it..."
He didn’t expect his luck to be so rotten today, not only making no comeback but losing all his money, and eventually accumulating a big pile of debt.
If he flips this hand open...
Ma Zongyu would have no way out!
However...
Even if he could turn the cards in his hand into something extraordinary, it couldn’t change their value.
His only option was to plead with Song Zihua for another chance to see if he could turn the tables.
Song Zihua laughed, spat out a puff, and said, "You’re trying to pull a fast one on me, lose and you avoid paying, win and I give you money! Having all the good fortune is yours, so what’s left for me!"
His words landed on the table like a threat that said ’show your cards now or face the consequences.’
Ma Zongyu, drenched in sweat with no other choice, said, "Alright, alright... Master Song, no need to rush..."
He steeled himself and flipped open the cards.
The numbers on the cards revealed, two, three, five! Not even a flush, completely terrible.
Song Zihua stood up and burst into laughter, almost losing his teeth, and said, "Wow, I was wondering why you were holding your cards so tightly, turns out, hahaha..."
Someone watching nearby craned their neck and said, "Ma, your hands are really unlucky, managing to end up with this kind of card."
Another person chimed in, "Ma, you were blindly raising the stakes just now, quick and precise, I thought you might pull out a gem, but who would’ve thought it’d end up being trash, hahaha..."
The crowd gathered, and all kinds of unpleasant remarks were made.
Even the manager of the Underground Mall came over to join the commotion.
Seeing the situation, he didn’t laugh.
But he thought, Ma Zongyu was undoubtedly doomed today.
Falls into the hands of Shoucheng’s tyrant Song Zihua, the money must be repaid today.
Song Zihua, in a good mood, tapped the table and said, "Come on, pay up, pay up! These cards went through three rounds with closed eyes, Ma played big today, five hundred thousand, no doubt."
"Of course, what a big shot Master Song is, and dares to sit opposite him! No need for words, just pay!"
Witnessing Ma Zongyu’s defeated demeanor, everyone laughed heartily, seemingly all happy for Song Zihua.
But inside, Ma Zongyu’s heart was no longer his own, it was pounding wildly, he was so frightened he broke out in sweat, his face looked as though it had been washed in water, as if he had fallen directly into an abyss.
Five hundred thousand...
He didn’t have that much money, this was practically a death sentence for him...