Small tiger

During the years when I ascended to the pinnacle of gambling, I was enveloped in a world where luck intertwined seamlessly with strategy. The thrill of risk was my constant companion, and every hand dealt was an opportunity to weave a tale of fortune and fate.

In those vibrant nights, the casino lights flickered like stars, each glimmer promising untold possibilities. The air was thick with the scent of anticipation and the intoxicating perfume of ambition. My every decision was calculated, and executed with precision, as I danced with the tides of chance, confident in my ability to bend them to my will.

I became known not only for my remarkable skill but also for a certain charisma that drew others to me. Players regarded me with a mix of admiration and trepidation, for I was not merely a participant in the game—I was its master. The cards whispered secrets to me, and I understood the language of the dice as if they belonged to a realm where I reigned supreme.

Yet, amidst the glamour and glory, this intoxicating world concealed its shadows. The very allure that elevated me to greatness also harboured treachery and deception. I found myself ensnared in a web woven by those who coveted my prowess, eager to see me fall from grace.

In those years, I walked a fine line between triumph and disaster, relishing every victory while remaining ever-vigilant against the unseen perils that lurked in the shadows.

The Years I Was The Gambling God

I've been through street brawls before. But at this moment, in Haojiang city, it felt like a scene from a movie. The people were getting closer and more numerous. Dark was vigilantly scanning the surroundings. Before we could even discuss it, he took the initiative to stand at the forefront. This was Dark. Whenever danger loomed, he would always step forward without hesitation. 


Meanwhile, Qi Bridge and Jakari also got out of the car. They parted the crowd and walked up to us. "I'm only asking you once, are you going to repay the money or not? If not, I'll kill you today!" Jakari pointed at us and shouted. The goons around him were eyeing us menacingly. 


Chapter 427: The Siege