The middle-aged man frowned slightly and sneered at Su Han, pointing at the mountain-like pile of chips in front of him, "There's nearly fifty million US dollars here. You think I can't afford to lose?"
He was naturally a gambler and enjoyed lingering in the casino. He even possessed a superior gambling skill, never fearing a bet, let alone fearing a loss.
"Fifty million?"
Su Han shook his head, "That's too little."
He looked at the middle-aged man and said indifferently, "Everyone here in the casino knows that Mr. Hu is a gambling master who has never lost, but today, I'm afraid you're going to lose."
Hu Gang glanced at Su Han, his eyes slightly squinted with disdain on his face.
"People like you who talk big aren't new to me, but no one has ever made me lose." Hu Gang stretched out his hand and pushed the mound of chips forward, deliberately provoking, "If you can win them, that's your skill."