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Chapter 1845 Fetal Movement!(2/2)

"Our principal is still there, we must win back what we lost before!"

Clark advised again.

An Leiwen still felt that he would win the next round, so he bet 50 million again.

The people around were all frightened. Anyone who dared to place a bet was just waiting and watching.

Lost again.

I vomited back everything I won today.

An Leiwen was extremely unwilling. After winning more than a dozen games, he lost only three games and vomited everything out.

"Down all!"

An Leiwen suddenly shouted coldly.

Clark's expression changed, and he reminded: "This is too hard, why not wait a few times, and then come back and play harder!"

"It's okay, trust me!"

An Leiwen is very confident in himself because he is already familiar with the rules.

However, we lost again!

Not only will the winnings be repaid, but the principal will also be lost.

"Oh shit!"

An Leiwen's eyes turned red.

"Let's do it again, we haven't lost much anyway, let's get back the money first, otherwise it will be a huge loss!" Clark suggested.
Chapter completed!
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