The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 395 - 395 370 Big Sister

395: Chapter 370: Big Sister 395: Chapter 370: Big Sister “In my territory, I do as I please!

Are you okay with that?!” the woman taunted Liu Hun, arching her eyebrows.

Liu Hun choked internally; this was usually his line to others.

The woman pointed at the scar-faced man and the muscular man, and said, “I was just listening to you two whining back there, and it really annoyed me!

Now you two slap each other!

A hundred slaps each, start!”

The scar-faced man and the muscular man exchanged glances.

They knew Qin Lian’er was ruthless and started slapping each other without hesitation.

At first, they were cautious, but the slaps grew fiercer as they continued, and soon both their faces turned into steamed buns.

“See that, Mr.

Liu?

Wanna play?” Qin Lian’er fluttered her eyelashes at Liu Hun.

Liu Hun knew this woman was a little devil; he had no luck today and reluctantly nodded.

Seeing Liu Hun nod, Qin Lian’er’s stern face broke into a smile and she said, “Mr.

Liu, I don’t like dilly-dallying.

How about we play big, play exciting?”

“Do I have a say in this?” Liu Hun retorted.

“No!” Qin Lian’er stated firmly.

“Then what’s the point of asking me,” Liu Hun said blandly.

“I just love this!

How about it?

Are you okay with that?” Qin Lian’er once again aggressively asked Liu Hun.

Liu Hun didn’t dare object.

He kept silent.

“Mr.

Liu, you’re so formidable.

Maybe today you could even walk away with shares of Gambling City from me, wouldn’t that be a huge win?” Qin Lian’er continued baiting him, “Let’s play a game of high card.

I heard you once bet fifty million in the Azure Dragon Room and someone smashed the cards.

I’d really like to see Mr.

Liu’s strength for myself.”

“Deal the cards!” Qin Lian’er waved at the croupier.

The croupier, trembling, drew two cards from the deck for Qin Lian’er and Liu Hun.

Qin Lian’er hadn’t even looked at her cards yet when she said to Liu Hun, “Mr.

Liu, after revealing, the one with the higher card wins.

Fifty million in one go.”

Liu Hun nodded and asked, “Who reveals first?”

“Me!” Without looking at her cards, Qin Lian’er said and flipped hers over—a ten of hearts!

Liu Hun, seeing Qin Lian’er’s revealed card, grew nervous.

A ten was relatively high, and without any financial luck to change his card, he had only his luck to rely on.

“Snap!” Liu Hun also flipped his card without looking—ten of spades!

“Mr.

Liu, indeed impressive!

Easy, isn’t it?

Just like that, fifty million is yours,” Qin Lian’er said, her face lighting up with a pretty smile.

Liu Hun looked at Qin Lian’er in front of him, increasingly puzzled by her unpredictable nature, which made him feel a bit uneasy.

“Continue!” Qin Lian’er discarded her card.

The croupier dealt each of them another card.

Qin Lian’er got a three of spades, Liu Hun a seven of hearts.

Liu Hun won again.

Just by luck, Liu Hun was winning more than losing.

His chips had now reached seven hundred million.

“Hmph!

Lost again!

Hong, get over here!” Qin Lian’er tossed down a club eight and then called ‘Brother Hong’ over.

Brother Hong approached immediately and reverently.

As soon as he got close to Qin Lian’er, she fiercely kicked him in the belly with her high heel.

His face turned green, and he wilted instantly, followed by a round of punches and kicks—an exact redo of what he had done to Zhang Haojie before.

Liu Hun, watching this, finally realized who Brother Hong had learned it from.

“Refreshing!

That felt good!” Qin Lian’er sighed, rubbing her fair hands together, her face flushed and breathing hard, the frustration of losing money swept away.

“Shall we continue?” Liu Hun asked Qin Lian’er.

“Why stop?!

Go get me more chips!” Qin Lian’er waved at a waiter.

The waiter walked over to Qin Lian’er, trembling, and whispered, “Big… big… miss, all the cash chips are with that Liu Hun today.”

“Don’t you know to get them from the storeroom?!” Qin Lian’er said dissatisfied, and if it hadn’t been for just venting on Brother Hong, this waiter wouldn’t have escaped her wrath either.

“The… the keys to the storeroom are with the chairman,” the waiter whispered to Qin Lian’er, his fearful head nearly retracting into his neck.

“Darn it!

I lost track in the confusion!

How could I forget about this?

What do we do now?

Are we really going to let this Liu guy walk away from Gambling City with seven billion?” Qin Lian’er kicked the gambling table furiously, suddenly coming up with a trick and said to Liu Hun, “Liu!

Let’s settle this once and for all!

Bet seven billion, are you in?”

“You seem to forget this is your territory, I don’t have much choice.

But what are you going to bet with?” Liu Hun retorted, having heard what Qin Lian’er had told the waiter, he could now preliminarily assume that deep down, this seemingly sophisticated woman was very likely—a little girl!

“I’ll bet my shares!” Qin Lian’er snapped at him fiercely.

“Shares?

Is the transfer agreement ready?

Just saying it out loud doesn’t make it official.

What if I lose?

Can I just claim to bet with the National Bank?” Liu Hun responded.

“You’re so annoying with all this nonsense!” Qin Lian’er suddenly dragged Hong, who had just managed to get up from the floor, then proceeded to punch and kick him.

“Huff, huff, huff…” Breathing heavily, Qin Lian’er then tidied her messy hair and said to Liu Hun, “Fine, Liu!

Forget about the shares!

Whatever you see here, if you win, you can take it.

Bet or not?”

Liu Hun scratched his head and asked, “But… what here is worth seven billion?”

Qin Lian’er looked left and right; to her, the men she had beaten up were worthless, let alone something Liu Hun would want.

Besides the chips in the gamblers’ hands, there weren’t many liquid assets left in Gambling City, and certainly not to the tune of seven billion.

“If there’s nothing, can I exchange these chips and leave now?

You’ve run out of stakes, and if you still try to stop me, I fear it’ll tarnish the reputation of Gambling City,” Liu Hun said to Qin Lian’er, waiting for her to nod.

Driven into a corner by Liu Hun, Qin Lian’er couldn’t bear to watch him leave the Gambling City with seven billion.

Even the previous two billion had annoyed her, let alone now that it was more than threefold.

As Qin Lian’er was getting anxious, a thought struck her, and then she slammed the table and said to Liu Hun, “Liu!

I’ll bet myself!”

“You?!” Liu Hun narrowed his eyes and asked, “Worth seven billion?”

“Slap!” Qin Lian’er abruptly stood up, smacking the table and berated Liu Hun, “What are you implying, Liu!

I am still a…” She suddenly paused, gestured around her, and ordered, “All of you, get out, now!”

The people around her scattered as if pardoned, including Hong, who was struggling on the floor, barely managing to crawl out.

“Ahem…” With the bystanders gone, Qin Lian’er said to Liu Hun, “You heard me right, Liu!

I am still a virgin!

So!

I am worth seven billion!”

“Something so common on the streets worth seven billion?!” Liu Hun couldn’t help but retort.

“What do you mean common on the streets?!

Where else would you find it now?!

I don’t care!

I say I’m worth seven billion, so I am worth that much!

Let’s start the bet!” Qin Lian’er huffed.

“And who will deal the cards?

You drove away the croupier,” said Liu Hun, hands crossed in front of him, already sure of Qin Lian’er’s personality.

“I’ll deal!

The final round!

I’ll have you vomit out all the money!” Angered, Qin Lian’er glared at him and pulled out a new deck of poker cards.

“Swish, swish, swish… swish, swish, swish…” Qin Lian’er expertly shuffled the poker cards, then laid them out fan-shaped on the table.

Liu Hun reached out for a card but Qin Lian’er pressed his hand down.

Her bright eyes, accentuated with purple eyeshadow seemed especially fetching as she stared at Liu Hun with a mix of jealousy, hatred, and defiance and said, “I want the card in your hand!”

Liu Hun, seeing Qin Lian’er so close, thought she didn’t look so bad after all.

He had not seen the card and didn’t want to argue with her, so he shrugged and let go, “If you want it, take it.” He then drew another card.

Qin Lian’er bit her lower lip fiercely, squinting slightly as she slowly revealed the card in her hand—a club ace!

“Ha ha ha… Liu!

Do you see this?

How great is this card?

Still want to play with me?

I grew up in a casino!

Dream on!” Qin Lian’er, unable to contain her excitement, impulsively let her true nature slip out and stuck her tongue out at Liu Hun.

Liu Hun stared at Qin Lian’er, momentarily stunned, as this completely confirmed his judgment that deep inside, Qin Lian’er was just a little girl.

Qin Lian’er, not expecting her own extreme excitement to betray her true nature, suddenly blushed and stuttered to Liu Hun, “What… what are you looking at!

Hurry up and overturn the game!”

A flash of anxiety crossed Liu Hun’s mind; winning this round would be hard, but if he won, leaving would be even harder, and he was not willing to lose.

“Ah!

You are so slow!

I hate men who dilly-dally!

I’ll help you flip it!” Qin Lian’er, seeing Liu Hun unresponsive, anxiously flipped his card in front— a heart ace!

“Thanks!

Now you belong to me!

How about it?

Do you accept it?” Liu Hun threw Qin Lian’er’s previous words back at her.

“You…

why are you copying me?

I don’t accept!

I flipped this card!

So it’s mine!

You lost!” Qin Lian’er exclaimed, throwing her club ace at Liu Hun and seizing his heart ace with an air of entitlement.

Liu Hun had never expected Qin Lian’er to play dirty like this and immediately told her, “This is your own casino, don’t ruin its reputation, and…

you’re of no use to me.

I don’t need you anymore.

I hope you won’t be unsportsmanlike.

Exchange the chips for me.”