Winner Takes All novel Chapter 827

The sky at night was dark.

It was getting colder with every rainfall in the autumn.

It began to sprinkle.

On the road, there were only vehicles that sped by from time to time.

Out of the blue, a beam of bright light appeared and streaked on the road.

A car rapidly moved to the remote corner at the roadside.

Screech!

The car stopped.

The door was opened.

A black package was thrown to the side of the road.

Then, the door was closed and the car sped away.

Everything happened within three seconds.

In the blink of an eye, the road regained its tranquillity, except for this remote place at the roadside. There was an additional linen package that was moving.

Zap!

A hole was made after the linen package was torn.

Napoleon, who was black and blue struggled to get out of the package. He knelt on the ground and spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

His appearance was even more wretched and miserable than that in the underground boxing arena.

The light raindrops soaked his body.

Napoleon lay on the ground and stared at the blood on the ground, dazed and lost in thought.

Painful!

His entire body was having severe pain!

It was as if his body was going to fall apart.

But, the only thing that made him glad was that he was still alive.

And…

He hurriedly took out the cheque in his pocket. His eyes darkened.

The number on the cheque was not the huge amount that he had exchanged earlier, but his principal, one hundred thousand yuan.

“Damn, it’s really like robbing also has it’s principles.”

Napoleon cursed indignantly.

At this time, a text message appeared on the phone in his pocket.

When Napoleon picked up and looked at it, depression instantly appeared on his pale and blood-stained face.

The content of the text message was very simple. ‘Tomorrow morning, pay the minimal payment of 500,000 yuan. Otherwise, you will die miserably without a burial place.’

The minimal payment of the gambling debt he owed was 500,000 yuan. This was merely the initial interest, not the total gambling debt. But if it was paid off, he could also be able to relax for a few days.

When he went to the underground fighting club, he had figured out the one-to-five odds of the opponent’s winning rate so he placed all one hundred thousand yuan as a bet on the opponent. As long as he did not lose in a too “fake” way, after a match, he would get five hundred thousand yuan.

But…

“Damn, my life is not valuable, take it if you want, I…”

Napoleon was so furious that he directly edited the text message, intending to reply.

But when he was still editing, the other party sent another message, “By the way, we’ve found out where your mother lives!!!”

Threat!

A naked threat!

Napoleon was stunned. For a moment, his heart seemed to be completely clogged.

That kind of feeling drove him crazy and his eyes reddened.

His family was not well off. His father died when he was born and his mother was blinded due to illness when he was a child.

That was why he wandered on the streets and was completely tainted with vices. His stealing skills were practiced and mastered from wandering on the streets since his childhood. These were the skills that enabled him and his mother to survive.

Mother was the most important in his life.

Mother was also the only belief that made him continue to live in the world.

Because he clearly remembered how his blind mother desperately protected him when he was being bullied on the streets as a child.

He had ever thought that as long as he could ensure his mother die peacefully and naturally, then he would…simply and blindly live in this world until he died.

But now, the other party was threatening him with his mother’s life!

At this moment, the drizzle that dropped on Napoleon’s body made him feel as if there was a heavy downpour with a bone-chilling coldness.

A hint of panic appeared in his reddened eyes.

He quickly deleted the text message and reedited it.

“Don’t act recklessly. Five hundred thousand yuan will definitely be given to you tomorrow morning. If you hurt my mother, I’ll kill all your family members!”

He put the phone away.

Perplexed and annoyed, Napoleon was sitting on the roadside. He fished out the crumpled and bent cigarette and lit it.

He scratched his head in annoyance.

Money again.