Making You Lose So Hard That It Hurts

Mrs. Helan trembled, her earlier anger momentarily dissipated.

Who the hell would want to fight with someone who could break bones with their bare hands?! She did not want to get involved in that.

Mrs. Helan grumbled, "You… You… have to be careful. My shoes are dirty. What are you going to do about it?"

Mrs. Yue called the manager over and said, "Please remove Mrs. Helan's shoes and clean them for her."

Yan Qingsi tried holding in her laugh. 'Seems like I have two buffoons today.'

"Mrs. Helan, look at the bag."

Mrs. Helan was hurting. The bag was her favorite. "You want this bag? It's yours if you win three rounds, but if you lose once, you return to us all the money that you won earlier."

With that, Mrs. Helan roped in the other two ladies, forming an alliance. As long as they joined forces and defeated Yan Qingsi, it did not really matter who won. By then, Yan Qingsi would have had to cough up all the money that she won from them.