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Chapter 617 - 617 617 Excited Frenzy!

617: Chapter 617: Excited Frenzy!

Death Madness!

617: Chapter 617: Excited Frenzy!

Death Madness!

Crazy self-celebration!

Full of pride and joy!

Kun Qianxi surged onto the gambling table, feeling like he was about to explode with excitement.

While puffing on his cigar with big inhales, Kun Qianxi arrogantly pointed at the VIPs who had lost their minds from losing.

With a grin on his face, he twisted his waist, shook his head, and didn’t forget to exhale smoke with a long howl.

Making “woo woo woo” crying sounds, he seemed to be mocking those red-eyed VIPs, infuriating quite a few people.

Just looking at his punchable face, many people couldn’t help themselves.

They grabbed various fruits and snacks on hand and started pelting him like crazy.

Wu Jie, pulling Tang Xiao, quickly stood up and dodged to avoid being hit by the fruits.

Bananas, grapes, strawberries…

various fruits flew about in a flurry.

Kun Qianxi, however, did not intend to dodge, telling his bodyguards to step back and not block the way.

Allowing himself to stand on the table, laughing heartily with immense self-satisfaction.

“Come on!

Try to smash me to death!

I freaking broke even now!”

“I won!

I won!

I just made several billion, haha!”

“Oh dear!

Don’t cry!

Isn’t it just money?

If you lose it, just earn it back!”

…

Kun Qianxi was like he was performing a yangge dance, turning the gambling table into his stage.

He gyrated his waist and flung his coat around, swaying back and forth.

When people threw fruits at him, he caught them and, lost in his triumph, took a couple of bites.

Kun Qianxi, who had been abstaining from eating or drinking, watched two matches; in his excitement and tension, he was probably genuinely thirsty.

Add that to the victory against the odds, he was just too excited and dropped all his guard.

So!

With such arrogance and conceit, wasn’t this just asking for trouble?

With a swoosh.

Wu Jie took advantage of the moment when Kun Qianxi caught a grape in midair, about to throw it into his mouth.

Instantly, he precisely shot a small object, hurtling through the air.

Kun Qianxi ate the grape, chewing in his mouth, a smug look spreading across his face.

Seeing how many people envied and despised him, he became even more unrestrained.

After throwing off his coat and with his bodyguards just leaving, he suddenly dragged a beautiful dealer onto the table.

He brazenly started performing a close dance in public, so smug and lost in his victory he almost flew away.

And seeing him so carried away, Wu Jie and Tang Xiao couldn’t help but exchange a smile.

When life is good, enjoy it to the fullest!

Kun Qianxi had a reason to be happy.

The Iran team magically scored a victory thanks to an own goal by the Morocco team.

And what did such an upset result mean?

It meant that including himself, Wu Jie, and a few other Middle Eastern tycoons,

eleven people would share nearly twenty billion US Dollars, and Kun Qianxi, who bet two billion, would get an extra share.

Wu Jie and the others just won a little over seventeen billion each, while he alone took the lion’s share.

He made a fortune!

He went mad!

Kun Qianxi gambled right on the long shot this time and made nearly 3.5 billion US Dollars in one fell swoop.

He thought the six billion US Dollars he had prepared for tonight would be completely lost.

But now, he actually made thirty billion US Dollars instead!

He instantly went from losing miserably to becoming the biggest winner of the night!

How could he not be overjoyed?

Not go crazy?

Watching him on the gambling table, singing and dancing like crazy, still brazenly bursting into song and dance.

Even.

He wrapped his arm around the beautiful dealer and started dancing wildly on top of the table.

Looking at his smug excitement, was he about to broadcast a battle live to everyone?

In a moment.

Many people who originally wanted to beat him up like a human punching bag stopped in their tracks.

Those who threw fruits at him also stopped.

Everyone surrounded the area, making it impassable, spouting out crazed criticisms and curses, but some also egged him on.

Encouraging him to show his prowess and celebrate with a wild, celebratory romp.

Seeing everyone’s grief and envy,

Hearing various jeers and teasing with a wicked smile,

Kun Qianxi became even more smug.

With that, he had almost won back everything he lost over the year, and even doubled it.

How could he not be joyous and proud?

But to take the beautiful dealer in public?

That seemed to be too showy!

The bodyguards were very anxious!

They kept shouting, telling him to be careful and cautious.

After a moment of hesitation.

Kun Qianxi picked up the sexy and graceful dealer and then firmly threw her into the crowd, setting off a wave of screams.

Next, he continued to sing and dance as if he had turned the gambling table into his stage, about to start a solo concert.

Kun Qianxi became the center of attention in the room.

In comparison.

The Middle Eastern tycoons celebrating their break-even and huge gains seemed like nothing anymore.

They only won back what they had previously lost, with a little extra few hundred million.

Of course.

Fang Guozhi, who came to make a small profit, stood behind Wu Jie, and what happened?

Wu Jie bet on the long shot and made a killing, while Fang Guozhi insisted on betting on the African powerhouse Morocco to win.

Now, it was really like ‘trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice.’

He threw in a billion US Dollars, and not even a bubble emerged before it was lost.

Looking at Wu Jie’s account, which now had over twenty billion US Dollars.

Fang Guozhi didn’t envy Kun Qianxi, after all, he was a high roller who won big and could also lose big.

He was truly jealous of Wu Jie!

From last night to now, he hadn’t spent a cent.

Starting from scratch, he had won over twenty billion US Dollars.

If he only bet one billion US Dollars on the last match for safety,

Even if he lost, he’d still securely make over twenty billion US Dollars to pocket!

He had come here on a honeymoon and by the way, to take down the drug lord Kun Qianxi.

And yet, he ‘incidentally’ won a massive sum of money.

That’s what you call badass!

Of course.

Fang Guozhi’s thoughts lingered on his own loss, not noticing the precise toss from Wu Jie just before.

If he had seen it, he would’ve been even more amazed at the badass move.

…

Fang Guozhi didn’t notice at all.

Nor did anyone else.

Not to mention,

Kun Qianxi had just been celebrating arrogantly on the stage, completely conceited.

Many of the noble guests who lost in frustration threw fruits and snacks and such.

So much so that Kun Qianxi’s body, the poker table, and even his bodyguards were hit quite a bit.

In such chaos, who would notice Wu Jie’s subtle movements?

Of course, Tang Xiao who was next to Wu Jie was an exception.

When she was pulled away from the poker table, she saw Kun Qianxi’s dissolute celebration and…

Tang Xiao became alert, knowing Wu Jie was about to make a move.

She saw it and was even more amazed by Wu Jie’s precise technique, and was curious as to how Kun Qianxi would react after taking drugs.

So, her expression was calm, but her eyes were filled with expectation.

Longing for revenge to be served!

Longing for vengeance to be exacted!

She had been secretly hoping that Kun Qianxi would either die from the drug’s effects or collapse from excessive excitement.

But strangely, Kun Qianxi showed no adverse reactions.

It’s just that…

He seemed even more excited.

…

A match.

It made a few people ecstatic, but most were frustrated.

But rules are rules, three matches have to be played to the end once started.

The last game was destined to be the center of attention.

Who would have the last laugh at tonight’s grand soiree all depended on this final battle.

Spain and Portugal, both teams are of immense strength, traditional European powerhouses.

Spain with its short-passing and penetration, has a strong ability to control the game.

Portugal has many stars, especially the number one star Cristiano Ronaldo, whose offensive power is ranked among the top globally.

So…

Nobody could really predict the outcome of this match.

The excited Kun Qianxi, as the initiator of tonight’s high-stakes gambling, announced the rules in his joy.

The last match is the pinnacle of showdowns, so let’s not give any leeway to one another.

Furthermore,

In order not to be accused of cowardice for winning money and shying away from gambling,

For everyone to have a good time and for those who lost the previous two rounds to have a chance to break even,

And to vent the inexplicable excitement in his heart…

Kun Qianxi shouted loudly, declaring in front of everyone—

“For the last match, I’m betting everything, not holding on to a single penny!”

“Isn’t it just money?

I have plenty of it!”

“If we’re going to play, let’s play wildly!

If we’re going to lose, let’s lose it all!”

“All respected guests here, what are you hesitating for?

Go crazy with me!

Bet it all!”

“If we’re going to gamble, let’s gamble wildly and make this last match utterly insane!!”

…

These words shook the entire venue.

Many were shocked, gaping in disbelief, unable to trust their ears.

Has he gone mad?

High from drugs?

Is his brain alright?

Over thirty billion, in US Dollars at that!

Even if Kun Qianxi was a drug kingpin, making money with ease, betting such an amount was still unthinkable.

Incredibly so!

For a moment,

The entire venue fell silent.

Many exchanged glances, feeling as if they were experiencing auditory hallucinations.

Meanwhile, Kun Qianxi at the poker table didn’t care at all, still crazily twisting his waist and shaking his rear.

Bobbing his head, smirking playfully.

He spat out the toothpick in his mouth and slanted a cigar in it.

With his head slightly raised, eyes closed, his left hand on his groin protector, he lifted his right hand into a fist, extending his index finger towards the sky.

Shaking his head and swaying his waist.

This isn’t awkward dancing; it’s typical drug-fueled self-indulgence!

The bodyguards were surprised; the boss never did drugs!

Many other distinguished guests, puzzled and puzzled, asked loudly.

Did he take drugs?

Has he lost his mind?

So proud that he’s invincible?

However…

Kun Qianxi acted as if he didn’t hear a thing, still shaking and gyrating, clearly too high and about to explode with excitement.

Not far from the poker table.

Tang Xiao stood beside Wu Jie, with a smile on her lips and a cold gaze watching Kun Qianxi’s madness.

Whom God would destroy, He first makes mad!

Drug lord Kun Qianxi, manufacturing and trafficking drugs, his crimes are monstrous.

For the sake of drug profits, he has caused countless families to suffer, bodies wrecked, families destroyed.

And to fight for turf and to be the boss, he has harmed and killed so many.

And thinking about the martyrs who sacrifice their lives for drug enforcement every year, about her comrades lost long ago…

Tang Xiao felt incredibly relieved inside.

Kun Qianxi…

let yourself go wild!

Let your arrogance run free!

As your death approaches, keep on reveling to your heart’s content!

For him, dying by gun, poison, or being drowned at sea…

none of these methods would be satisfactory.

Treating others with their own medicine is the best policy.

Kun Qianxi’s hysterical madness suggested that Wu Jie had administered a hefty dose of the drug.

If it weren’t for the overexcitement, how could Kun Qianxi possibly spout such nonsense about betting over thirty billion US dollars?

Clearly.

The drugs had made him lose his mind, completely devoid of rationality, experiencing delusions.

Tang Xiao was waiting.

Waiting for Kun Qianxi to bleed from all orifices, to collapse thunderously.

Waiting for him to suffer immensely, to die a miserable, howling death.

However, it seemed like the drug’s effects hadn’t fully kicked in yet.

Kun Qianxi was still ranting and singing like a person gone mad.

Some sing for money, but his singing really costs him his life.

After ranting and raving like a mourner for a while, Kun Qianxi suddenly stopped.

He turned around, with a roguish smirk pointing towards Wu Jie…