Chapter Seventy-One: If You Want to Gamble, Then Gamble Big

  The appearance of Chu Feng made Lin Ruoyi, who had already felt a bit bored and sleepy, suddenly regain her energy.

  "Fang Fang, your husband is great today!"

  Qin Fang didn't say a word, she watched as Chu Feng slowly walked towards Ren Zhiyuan, slightly furrowing her brow, and sighed in her heart: It's finally come to this.

  Li Qingmei's face lit up with joy, but then immediately fell again, and she gritted her teeth in annoyance, scolding: "Hmph! You're coming so late, it's clear you knew you were going to lose, that's why you did this on purpose!"

  The surrounding crowd was in an uproar, with loud cheers, sharp whistles, and the sound of beautiful women screaming.

  Chu Feng suddenly felt his blood boiling over, and in this atmosphere, it was indeed difficult to suppress the excitement!

  So he walked towards Ren Zhiyuan with more powerful steps, and the earth-shaking music around him also had a subtle harmony.

  Ren Zhiyuan looked at Chu Feng walking towards him, his pupils slowly shrinking. He pushed away the beauties surrounding him, slightly leaning forward, assuming a superior posture, looking at Chu Feng with a smile of triumph and disdain thick on his face: "Haha, I thought you didn't dare to come!"

  "How is this possible!" Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up in a confident and calm smile, with a warm and friendly aura.

  Even the beauties surrounding Ren Zhiyuan had a few of them with peach blossoms in their eyes: "Wow, he's so handsome!"

  He actually said such praising words in front of Ren Zhiyuan, making Ren Zhiyuan's body feel a chill, as if his face had been slapped.

  But in an instant, he burst out laughing again with a strong sense of superiority, and the coldness in his eyes also revealed a hint of venom: "Chu Feng, why don't we add some more stakes to the bet?"

  "Alright!" Chu Feng teased, looking at Ren Zhiyuan. He couldn't resist such a good opportunity: "I also feel that using your broken car to bet with me isn't quite fair, after all, during the competition, who knows, you might accidentally fall off a cliff, and then I'd only win a pile of scrap metal."

  "Haha......" Ren Zhiyuan's anger turned to laughter, his face suddenly flushed red, and his eyes revealed a sinister intent without any concealment: "It's just that when the time comes, it's likely to be you who falls off the cliff!"

  He laughed loudly and proudly, behind him, a group of subordinates also acted together, surrounding Chu Feng in the middle.

  Chu Feng didn't even glance at the black-clad men surrounding him, his smile unchanged: "I don't know how you want to raise the stakes?"

  "I bet 500,000!" Ren Zhiyuan looked at Chu Feng with disdain and stretched out five fingers.

  In his view, five hundred thousand was already an astronomical figure for Chu Feng.

  "Too little, it's really not worth getting excited about!" Chu Feng shook his head lightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

  Ren Zhiyuan's face turned cold with anger and he let out a chilly hum: "One million!"

  "Ah ha! I didn't expect that the famous Ren Da Shao would be so petty, it's really... tsk tsk..." Chu Feng said with a teasing tone, still making a "tsk" sound with his mouth.

  His words instantly caused a stir.

  However, Chu Feng seemed to have not heard the ridicule of others at all, and smiled towards Ren Zhiyuan: "If you want to bet, bet 50 million, it's too little, I'm not interested!"

  "Whoa..."

  The crowd around suddenly exploded!

  "This young man is too arrogant! He actually wants to bet 50 million as soon as he opens his mouth!"

  "Right, look at him driving such a broken-down car, where is he going to get 50 million from?"

  Ren Zhiyuan heard Chu Feng open his mouth and say 5 million, he was also taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing: "5 million, I think you're crazy from poverty, even if you sell yourself, it's not worth a single cent!"

  Chu Feng didn't respond to his loud laughter, but instead narrowed his eyes and asked seriously: "What, aren't you daring enough to bet?"

  "Boom..."

  The people around were once again shocked by Chu Feng's words, "Nima, what kind of person is this?"

  He actually dared to say such arrogant words to Ren Da Shao, one of the four young masters of Pingyuan, and still said it with a straight face, this is just too overbearing!

  "How dare you?" Ren Zhiyuan laughed loudly and coldly, his mouth curling up in disdain: "You can bet, but first put out the money!"

  Then he changed the subject and sneered at Chu Feng, coldly saying: "However, can you take out so much money?"

  As he spoke, the onlookers around him also burst out laughing together.

  The crowd of black-clad men surrounding Chu Feng shouted loudly: "Five hundred million, I'm afraid you've never seen so much money in your life?"

  "I'll pay for his bill!" Just then a cold and elegant female voice suddenly rang out amidst the crowd's noisy laughter.

  Everyone's gaze turned in unison to look over there.

  Qin Fang and Lin Ruo Yi walked over slowly under everyone's gaze.

  "Wow! Beautiful woman, and there are two!"

  But before everyone's voices had even died down, a female voice rang out: "I'll help him too!"

  Li Qingmei shouted loudly, and also walked slowly into the crowd. She stood with Qin Fang and Lin Ruoyi, the three of them together were like three flowers blooming at the same time, their colors bright and beautiful, for a moment, it was unknown how many pairs of eyes were dazzled by them.

  "Unbelievable, another beauty? They're all fighting to help Chu Feng pay?" The crowd suddenly boiled over, with many people thinking to themselves, "What's going on here?"

  "I heard that this is the beauty who gambled with Chu Feng and Ren De Shao."

  "Yes, but now it seems like this beauty is fond of Chu Feng!"

  "Shh... be quiet..."

  Admiration, jealousy, resentment, all sorts of emotions suddenly erupted among the crowd.

  The room was filled with the sound of people's voices, each one piercing his ears, and Ren Zhiyuan felt like he had been choked by an invisible hand, feeling extremely embarrassed.

  This is a slap in the face!

  The black-clothed men standing beside him also had their faces **, each one no longer as arrogant and overbearing as before.

  "Alright, I appreciate your kindness, but you don't need to pay for this, I have enough money myself." Chu Feng's wealth had already exceeded 5 million, mainly thanks to the 3 million he earned from selling those ten bottles of wine to Du Yifeng, plus the additional 2 million Qin Fang gave him.

  He said, pulling out a check for five million and waving it in front of Ren Zhiyuan.

  Ren Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity, his face twisted in a scowl. He gritted his teeth and snarled: "Fine, I'll bet!"

  "Wait, you all put the money with me, so that whoever loses won't deny it." Just as Ren Zhiyuan was about to get into the Ferrari, Lin Ruoyi stood up, looking like a lady boss.

  Li Qingmei also quietly stood beside her: "Right, you put the money here first, whoever wins will come and take it away."

  Ren Zhiyuan's face changed, and he finally endured the violent anger in his heart, took out all the cards and money on him, but embarrassingly found that he didn't have 50 million.

  It's actually not his fault, he never thought that Chu Feng would bet so big.

  He scowled and gathered all the money under his control, which was only 4.5 million.

  "What? Not enough money? Do you want me to put in a smaller bet and take care of you?" Chu Feng asked with a smile, being very considerate of Ren Zhiyuan.

  "Ah......" The onlookers were suddenly shocked, this was too exaggerated! A poor guy driving a Tiggo, could easily take out 5 million, while Ren Dashi, one of the four young masters of Pingyuan, couldn't even produce it, what's going on...

  Ren Zhiyuan's face turned completely black, he hummed angrily and took off the famous watch, Patek Philippe, from his wrist, along with the cash and credit cards that had been gathered, and handed them to Li Qingmei: "This watch is worth 700,000 yuan, is it enough?"

  "Alright, although it's a broken table, it seems that's all we have. Chu Feng said indifferently, completely ignoring Ren Zhiyuan's deadly glare. He then composed himself and slowly said: "Then let's begin!"

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