"What do you want?"

Xia qiao\'an showed amazing courage. Even now, he didn\'t show any fear, which made Chen Liang a little impressed.

"Young man, don\'t be impulsive and don\'t dig your own grave."

Uncle he Xisheng narrowed his eyes and threatened.

"Uncle, help me!"

He Xisheng hurriedly called for help. The third young master of the he family was worse than Xia qiao\'an in the face of crisis.

"As you can see, it was the third young master who moved first. I was just defending myself."

Chen Liangyun seems to be unaware of the seriousness of the matter.

For this reason, it is doomed to be impossible to do well.

Some people who despised him before can\'t help admiring him now. After all, there are not many people who dare to challenge him.

Of course, there are also people who want to see how he dies.

"Uncle, he is Chen Liang!"

He Xisheng muttered loudly.

His uncle\'s eyes changed slightly and re examined Chen Liang.

"It turned out that Mr. Chen came here. Do you think our family didn\'t treat us well?"

Chen Liang smiled brightly, "I think it should be a misunderstanding."

Immediately, he waved to the sky and signaled to let people go.

God, let go of the handle.

When he regained his freedom, he sanshao hurried to his uncle, gasping for fear and looking at Chen Liang with hatred.

"Uncle, he came here to make trouble. You have to decide for me."

He lowered his voice and exclaimed.

He Xisheng\'s uncle also seemed to reciprocate, raised his hand, and his men put the guy down together.

"Mr. Chen has come all the way. I don\'t know what advice he has?"

"I\'m joking. I can\'t give advice. I just want to have fun. Just now the third young master and I agreed to gamble. It hasn\'t been fulfilled yet."

Chen Liang was smiling and calm. His face, which was not so handsome, was filled with exciting charm at this time.

"What\'s cool."

Chajon curled his lips.

"Since Mr. Chen is so interested, I\'ll play with you..."

He Xisheng was worried and hurriedly reminded, "uncle, this boy wants to play blackjack and bet a billion dollars!"

Hearing the speech, his uncle\'s face changed and silently looked at he Xisheng.

He Xisheng nodded anxiously, indicating that he didn\'t lie.

"He took a UBS promissory note. I\'ve experienced it. It\'s true."

Even he Xisheng\'s uncle can\'t bear the $1 billion gambling game, but his words have been exported and it\'s hard to recover.

Just as the two uncles and nephews looked at each other, Chen Liang had sat down at the gambling table and made it clear that he would not give them a chance to regret.

"Mr. He, let\'s start."

"Uncle..."

He Xisheng grabbed his uncle\'s arm.

He Songgang, who was unable to ride a tiger, pulled away his hand, calm his face and walked towards the gambling table step by step.

He Xisheng is a junior. Losing face is nothing, but if he has stage fright, it will be a blow to the prestige of the whole he family.

Soon after the gambling king left, many interested people are silently paying attention to the future trend of he family. At this time, we must not admit counseling.

Including he Xisheng\'s bodyguard, all the wounded thugs were carried away.

He Songgang sat opposite Chen Liang, his face sinking like water.

"Licensing..."

The manager of the Gambling Hall, acting as the dealer, exuded a cold sweat on his forehead and opened a new set of playing cards with slightly trembling hands.

The gambling table is full of people, but no one dares to approach Chen Liang. They hold their breath and watch the war silently. They bet one billion dollars at a time. Even if they are either rich or expensive, they have never seen it.

Chen Liang asked for four cards. At 19 o\'clock, he Songgang also had four cards in front of him. At 17 o\'clock, if he no longer asked for cards, he would admit defeat. If he continued to ask for cards, he might explode. If he exploded, he would still lose after 21 o\'clock.

"Another one."

He Songgang gritted his teeth and fought. Instead of admitting defeat, he might as well grasp the chance of winning. As a result, the card he got was spade nine and exploded.

How ugly he Xisheng\'s face is standing behind him. In less than five minutes, a billion dollars are gone. How can he calm down.

"Mr. He, do you still play?"

Chen Liang smiled and asked. Winning a billion dollars didn\'t seem to have caused him much psychological fluctuation. It highlighted that he was not arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat.

"Continue!"

Although he runs a casino, as long as he sits at the gambling table, his mentality will change. After losing so much money, he Songgang can\'t wave his hand like this. The big event has to win back and signal to continue licensing.

As a result, he was quite unlucky tonight. He lost three in a row, that is, he lost three billion dollars.

Don\'t mention he Xisheng. At this time, even he Songgang can\'t carry it. His face is stiff, his fingers tremble slightly, and his forehead is sweating.

Ho family claims to control hundreds of billions of Hong Kong dollar assets. That\'s right, but most of them are real estate and stocks, and cash is only a small part. What\'s more, he doesn\'t control the whole ho family. Three billion US dollars has exceeded his bearing limit. If he continues to play, he will have to sell assets or go to the bank for loans.

Seeing Chen Liang and looking at Xiang He Guan, he Songgang meant to let the license be issued. He Songgang could no longer care about face and dignity. He clenched his teeth and said, "I admit defeat. That\'s all for tonight."

There was an uproar.

Admit defeat?

Doesn\'t that mean. Who did the young man really win three billion dollars from?!!!

Since the beginning of his family\'s prosperity, he family should not have suffered such a great loss.

"Since Mr. He said so, let\'s forget it tonight."

Chen Liang was very easy to talk, and then asked, "I don\'t know how Mr. he plans to pay these three billion dollars?"

He Songgang\'s face was so ugly that he was almost dripping water. If his opponent was someone else, he would certainly choose to kill people, but it was rumored that Chen Liang, who had a close relationship with the mainland\'s top management, dared not act rashly.

Even if he\'s hiding the sky with one hand, he\'s still in Haojiang.

And all over the world is king land.

Now that the gambling king has passed away, the people have been distracted. If they offend the mainland executives again, their family will be really dangerous.

"Mr. Chen, it\'s too difficult to take out three billion dollars at one time. I need some time."

He Songgang endured humiliation and opened his mouth. He wanted to frustrate Chen Liang.

"Understandable."

Chen Liang nodded and seemed to be considerate and said, "Mr. He, how about giving me this hotel, even if you offset the three billion dollar gambling debt?"

The onlookers whispered.

Looking at Haojiang, only the Venetian Resort can compare with Hejia hotel. Although it cost less than 5 billion yuan when it was built, it is growing every day.

If he sells the hotel for $3 billion, he will be robbed by global capital giants. Chen Liang\'s so-called taking the hotel to offset gambling debts is pure white.

"Uncle, no! Never give him the hotel!"

He Xisheng is in a hurry!

"If Mr. He doesn\'t want to, it\'s OK to settle the gambling debt on the spot."

Chen Liang seems polite. In fact, he Songgang is not given any choice.

"Yes, you open casinos. Won\'t you pay back?"

Xia Qiaoan fell into the well.

He Songgang\'s face kept changing. He pinched his hands, and his voice seemed to squeeze out from between his teeth.

"Hotel... Here you are..."