Chapter 13 I Don't Want to Win Money! [Please Favorite, Please Vote]

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Listening to Lu Xiaobu's spirited voice,

Zhang Wenliang felt a pain in the liver.

Blindly going all-in with 300,000?

What's the meaning of this?

Could it be that Lu Xiaobu got a good hand?

He looked at his own pair of Kings and hesitated.

"Don't want."

For the sake of steadiness, Zhang Wenliang ultimately chose not to call.

"Young Master Zhang doesn't call, Young Master Bu wins."

Liang Lan announced the result, pushing the 10,000 chip bottom bet to Lu Xiaobu.

"Damn it, I don't want to win money."

Lu Xiaobu wanted to cry without tears, throwing out his 236.

Everyone was speechless—You don't want to win money? Showing off too much, huh!

"Um..."

Zhang Wenliang, looking at the 236 that didn't make a flush, suddenly thought about asking his men to buy a couple of bottles of emergency heart-saving pills.

Damn it, he's blasting me?!