Chapter 862

When Martha saw Philip’s calm look, she felt furious and could not wait to kick Philip to death.

However, she did not consider that Philip was here to save her.

Soon, the chips were sent up. The bald man looked at Philip’s chips worth 100 and chuckled. Then, he

threw him 100,000 chips from his side and said, “Don’t say that I, Baloo, am bullying you. I’ll give you

100,000 worth of chips!”

Philip smiled but did not refuse.

“What are we playing?” Baloo asked cheerfully.

Philip said calmly, “Whatever.”

Baloo became more interested and said, “Let’s play sic bo then. Simple and fast.”

Philip nodded in agreement.

Soon, the game began.

In the first few rounds, Philip did not make the right choices. Seeing the pile of chips on the table

getting smaller and smaller, Martha and Amelia were anxious!

“Philip, do you know how to play? Why do you keep losing? Are you doing this deliberately?”

Martha admonished and could not wait to play on his behalf.

His luck was too rotten.

However, Philip just looked indifferent and said, “I’ll bet on small.”

Baloo chuckled and said, “Big.”

The croupier opened the cover, looked at the points, and said, “Big.”

Baloo looked at Philip, his face full of confidence, and mocked, “Boy, your chips are almost gone. Do

you want to borrow some? The terms will be the same as your mother-in-law’s. How about it?”

Philip held the last chip in his hand that was worth 1,000 and said with a faint smile, “No need, because

I’ll win the next round.”

He would win the next round?

Baloo burst into laughter and his men also laughed uproariously.

“Win? How the f*ck are you going to win? With the chip worth 1,000 in your hand?”

Baloo sneered sinisterly.

Philip smiled lightly, looked at the croupier calmly, and said, “Continue.”

“Okay!”

Baloo said, “You’re one ballsy kid. If you leave here alive today, I’ll recognize you as a friend!”

With that said, he motioned to the croupier to continue.

Clink clank!

The croupier shook the dice container, covered it on the table, removed her hands from the container,

and then motioned to the players to place their bets.

Philip directly threw his chip on small, and added, “1,000 here, plus all the assets under my name, on

small.”

Baloo was startled. He was almost bluffed by Philip’s resolute face.

What was going on? What happened to the kid’s aura just now?

He actually had the urge to worship him just then.

Baloo was silent for a moment, then smiled and asked, “What are your assets worth?”

Philip shook his head and said, “Not much, about 100 billion.”

One… 100 billion?

Baloo was stunned. Who was he kidding?

Smack!

Baloo slapped the table abruptly and roared, “Who the hell are you kidding? If you have 100 billion,

why are you betting with me now?”