Just Discharged From the Military and Got Tied Down by A Cold Beauty
Chapter 267: The Gambler Liuli Hong

Chapter 267: Chapter 267: The Gambler Liuli Hong

Hua Country, within the top-floor suite of a five-star hotel near Shengjing Airport, Irina, draped in a bathrobe, put down her phone with a chuckle.

"Well, the money’s coming in," Irina said as she picked up the red wine from the table and took a delicate sip.

Making money from those previous bets was definitely not enough, especially since the Mutated Crystal she provided to Lu Xiao was quite valuable.

Therefore, to make money, she had to stimulate everyone to continue raising their bets.

Find a skilled assassin to take the contract to kill Lu Xiao, and naturally the stakes would rise.

In just half an hour’s time, the bets wagering on Lu Xiao’s death had increased by nearly eight hundred million US Dollars.

It seemed that breaking through fifteen or sixteen billion US Dollars tonight should be no problem.

"I should thank our Mr. Lu Xiao," Irina smiled and then picked up her phone again to dial Lu Xiao’s number.

In the courtyard’s pavilion, Lu Xiao saw Irina’s incoming call and lightly raised an eyebrow.

Heh, she really did call.

"Hello, are you calling to express your gratitude?" Lu Xiao asked after pressing the answer button.

Irina’s laugh immediately followed.

"It’s great, working with someone smart is really great," Irina said, her face full of satisfaction and excitement.

Lu Xiao curled his lip, sensing a thrill in Irina’s emotions.

"I’ve arranged an assassin for you!" Irina continued.

Lu Xiao rolled his eyes: "Arrange an assassin and then lure those suckers to keep betting? Your scheme is so-so."

"Simple and efficient is good enough. There’s no need for complexity, especially since there are so many fools in this world."

Lu Xiao strongly agreed with Irina’s statement.

Whether it’s the world of ordinary people or the world of Mutants, it’s the same; there are just too many easy marks.

"Got it, when will the assassin arrive?" Lu Xiao inquired.

Since he took Irina’s Mutated Crystal, he had to help her earn back some profit.

Besides, that Mutated Crystal was from the Metal Control System, making it even more precious and rare.

Of course, the most critical point was that it created a Fourth-stage Mutant like Chen Fei.

Lu Xiao was now sure that Chen Fei was at the Fourth Rank, as he had used his Inner Qi to check Chen Fei’s body in the room.

Being at the Third-tier himself, when his Inner Qi entered Chen Fei’s body and vanished without a trace, there was only one possibility: Chen Fei was a Fourth-stage Mutant.

"Ten-thirty in the evening, right on time."

"Okay, got it. Anything else? If not, I’m hanging up."

After speaking, Lu Xiao didn’t wait for Irina to reply and immediately ended the call.

On the other end of the line, Irina, hearing the busy tone, unconsciously narrowed her eyes.

"Lu Xiao, you really have guts," Irina huffed coldly.

But soon after, Irina laughed again: "It’s no wonder I took a liking to you. I loathe those men who fawn over me with servile compliance."

Luckily, Lu Xiao wasn’t there; otherwise, seeing Irina’s erratic mood swings, he would probably have terminated their cooperation on the spot and fled.

...

"Who’s on the other end? What kind of mess are you going to stir up now, Lu Xiao?" Across from Lu Xiao, Liuli Hong couldn’t help but ask.

"From the Civilization Book Club. Didn’t I take a Mutated Crystal from them? I have to give something back."

"Don’t worry, just a little scheme to milk some money from gamblers," Lu Xiao said, waving his hand with an air of nonchalance and ease.

Liuli Hong wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.

Forget it, Lu Xiao was pretty clever, and there was no need for him to worry too much about what he did and how he did it.

Plus, Lu Xiao was now at the Third-tier; conning people wasn’t a big deal.

What if someone found out? What could they do, raid him?

Lu Xiao was Third-tier, and his girlfriend, guess what? Ah, Fourth-stage!

Key point: Chen Fei, a Fourth-stage Metal Control Mutant, absolutely a new-generation super tycoon in the Mutant domain.

"Alright, gamblers indeed don’t deserve sympathy," Liuli Hong nodded, then suddenly leaned towards Lu Xiao with his phone, "And I press this button to bet on you surviving, right?"

"Exactly, exactly, how much are you betting, Chief?"

"Sixteen million three hundred and thirty thousand US Dollars."

"What’s with the specific figure? Is that all you’ve got?"

"Yep!"

Lu Xiao didn’t expect that the prestigious Fourth Stage Heavenly Man, the strongest in the Heavenly Man Domain, would have a net worth of just over sixteen million US Dollars.

"Chief, want me to lend you some money?" Lu Xiao pulled out his phone.

Liuli Hong immediately shook his head: "No, no, betting with borrowed money doesn’t sit well with me. I don’t want it."

"What’s there to be unsure about?" Lu Xiao asked, puzzled, "I’m lending you the money. You’re betting on me surviving."

"If I make it, you earn money; if I die, you don’t have to pay it back."

Liuli Hong was stunned; damn, it really was that simple, huh.

"Let me transfer five hundred million US Dollars to you, so you can make more. The odds aren’t high now; you have to win by volume."

After saying that, Lu Xiao transferred the money to Liuli Hong.

Seeing the string of digits in the account, Liuli Hong’s heartbeat accelerated.

"By the way, where did you get all this money, kid?" Liuli Hong asked while placing his bets, looking at Lu Xiao.

"My master gave it to me."

"Your master, Xuanyuan Panshi?"

"Yes," Lu Xiao nodded, knowing that the Seventeenth Bureau had already investigated him thoroughly and it made sense that they knew his master was Xuanyuan Panshi.

"But where did your master get so much money?" Liuli Hong continued to ask.

Lu Xiao blinked; he had considered this question before and had even investigated it.

But in the end, he came up with nothing.

"Your master, we at the Seventeenth Bureau have done some digging too. Guess what?"

"What did you guys find?" Lu Xiao was also curious; he always felt that the old man was hiding some secrets.

"No record of such a person."