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The poorest rich man novel (Chen Hao) novel Chapter 485

According to the information provided by Zhang Hu, Wen Sen would be at the biggest underground casino in Tian City at this hour based on his usual habit.

Therefore, Chen Hao led his men and headed straight to the casino.

Initially, Chen Hao was just sitting at a random casino table.

Of course, after he won more than ten times in a row, he attracted the attention of the banker.

An underling sneaked away to the office when Chen Hao was not paying attention.

“Wen Sen, there is a big shot outside who has won a bucket of money. He has even brought quite a number of people with him and he seems like a hard nut to crack!” The underling gave a report to a hefty man who was sitting in an office chair, fiddling with a Japanese sword.

This hefty man had a deep scar from the top of his head to his forehead, which was a terrifying sight. He was the boss of this casino—Wen Sen.

Crack!

With a swift jab, the shining polished Japanese sword cracked a jade statue in front of him, causing the underling to jump in shock.

Huff!

Wen Sen blew the tip of the sword.

“A big shot? Since he is someone notable, he should know my rules. Alright, I’ll go out and meet him!” Wen Sen said with a sneer.

Initially, it was noisy outside, but it quickly sank into a deadly silence when Wen Sen came out with his underlings.

“Wen Sen!” Everyone greeted him in unison.

Wen Sen walked straight toward Chen Hao with his people.

“Not quite what I expected. It’s just a young brat, I see. Hey you! Don’t you know the rules here? After winning ten times in a row, don’t you need to give us back some money?” Wen Sen said.

“Oh, I’m not sure of the rules here. I’m just a newcomer, please excuse me for my mistakes!”

“It’s not a big deal if you don’t know the rules here. You can always learn it. Well, why don’t we play a few rounds? It’s just that you might not be comfortable with the bet,” Wen Sen replied with a spooky smile.

“Well, what do you want to bet?”

As Chen Hao was talking, he was also sizing up Wen Sen. From his judgement, this man did not seem to have the spirit of a mighty person even though he appeared formidable, unlike Mo Jian and the others whom he had met earlier. Putting the level of their abilities aside, Chen Hao could at least sense some spirit of a fighter in them.

If Wen Sen was truly mighty, why would he not have that spirit?

Wen Sen then said, “Let’s bet our life!”

As soon as he said that, everyone was stupefied.

Shen Wanshan and the others also looked at each other in shock.

“Sure. I’m willing to keep you accompanied!” Chen Hao nodded.

However, even though Wen Sen was a veteran in gambling, he was no match for Chen Hao in gambling skills.

In just the first round of the game, Wen Sen had lost.

“Mr. Wen, you’re being modest. I won!” Chen Hao shook his head as he spoke with a smile.

Upon hearing that, Wen Sen touched his watch.

Suddenly, numerous people around them moved.

They took out their weapons and aimed at Chen Hao and the rest.

“You are indeed skilled. Too bad, I’m afraid you won’t be able to take my life. On the contrary, you can keep your life here with me!”

Wen Sen stood up and sneered. “Attack!”

Unexpectedly, Wen Sen could only catch a glimpse of Chen Hao’s moving figure before Chen Hao appeared in front of him in a blink of an eye.

In the next second, Chen Hao had clutched Wen Sen’s neck swiftly.

At this moment, the other people had no choice but to remain still even if they wanted to move.

With a little force, Chen Hao lifted Wen Sen up from the floor.

“If you still want to live, tell all your men to get out now!” Chen Hao commanded fiercely.

“Get out! All of you, get out now! Brother, d-don’t be rash. After all, this is my territory!”

Wen Sen waved his hands frantically and told his men to go out.

“Are you going to keep your word? You lost your life to me after all!” Chen Hao reminded him.

“Don’t! Don’t, my friend. Please spare me a life. I’ll give you anything you want!” Wen Sen pleaded for mercy anxiously.

“It’s simple. Let’s exchange a life for a life. A few days ago, didn’t you catch a person named Zhang Long, nicknamed Tian Long? Where did you hold him captive?” Chen Hao asked.

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