Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 208 Fujiwara Rika_1

The handsome Korean instantly regretted his action.

"Damn it! You’re so despicable, I..."

"I’ll say it again, don’t apply your filthy Goryeo stinkbug mentality to me."

Xiao Ming, free of worries, spoke in an easy tone, "We Han Nation People keep our promises, and when we say we’ll gamble, we gamble.

Quick, don’t waste my time."

The handsome Korean breathed a sigh of relief, and then revealed a cunning smile. He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Candy’s blonde hair, and pushed her head between the two men.

"Let’s bet on whether this whore’s fingers are even or odd when the sun rises!"

Xiao Ming was stunned.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally and had absolute confidence in winning, in the end, he realized he had still underestimated the Korean’s vileness and meanness.

Clearly, the Koreans had named Candy to serve them as a way of revenge.

Just because Candy had served their enemy before.

How filthy? How low?

At that moment, Xiao Ming completely lost any remaining fondness for the gambling boat.

Not just because the pretentious rules here prevented him from killing the Korean with a single slap, but also because attendants like Candy ceased to be individuals the moment they boarded the ship.

The gambling boat specifically catered to the wealthy, and the rich could easily enjoy many luxuries on land, so why bother coming aboard?

The so-called "extraterritoriality" was the most attractive gimmick of the gambling boat.

There’s only one "law" on this ship, and that’s its rules. Beyond that, you can do whatever you want to do.

And the well-trained attendants were specifically there for this group to vent on.

According to the rules of the gambling boat, as long as the full fee is paid, the attendant named by the guest is his personal property for the duration of the stay on the boat.

To exaggerate a bit, you could dissect the attendant and no one would care, as long as you didn’t kill them.

Even if you accidentally kill one, it’s fine, as long as you compensate the gambling boat with fifty million US Dollars. Only if you can’t pay do you pay with your life.

In short, it’s all about the money.

Therefore, the fate of gambling boat attendants is often tragic.

Their only hope is a million-dollar salary, substantial tips, and a three-year service period.

After three years, they can leave the ship with millions, even tens of millions of US Dollars, and live a carefree life.

It seems like a willing fight, a willing endurance, but peeling back this laughable "fair" fig leaf exposes a hellish darkness and sin.

"Hey, Han Nation Person, do you dare to bet? If you don’t dare, kneel down and apologize to me!"

The handsome Korean urged triumphantly.

From the side, the woman in the kimono had sharp cold glints in her eyes, with dense killing intent.

Seeing Candy’s pale face, Xiao Ming sighed and nodded, "Okay."

The handsome Korean became even more triumphant, "You go first! Evens or odds?"

This was a losing bet no matter what.

Because Candy belonged to the Korean until dawn, no matter which option Xiao Ming chose, they had time to manipulate the outcome, in accordance with the rules of the gambling boat.

And the Korean’s triumph lay precisely in this.

He thought he was a genius for being able to take revenge through a loophole in the gambling boat’s rules!

Xiao Ming reached out, gently stroked Candy’s cheek, and asked, "How long have you been on board?"

Candy, already trembling with fear and eyes brimming with tears, still managed to force a smile.

"To answer Sir, it’s been thirty months and seven days."

"So you have half a year to go until freedom. Keep it up! I believe you will definitely succeed."

After smiling at the girl, Xiao Ming said, "I’ll bet on odds."

Upon hearing this, the Goryeons were startled, Candy was startled, and everyone else, including the kimono-wearing woman behind, seemed as if they had been petrified.

Because, for an escort of Candy’s caliber, the price of each body part was certainly not cheap, a single finger was worth at least a million US dollars.

Facing a losing bet, Xiao Ming’s only means to vent his anger and retaliate against the Goryeo stinkbugs was to bet on even numbers.

In that case, if the Goryeons wanted to win, they would have to chop off at least one of Candy’s fingers, missing out on a million US dollars.

It was very cruel, but for the gamblers, this was the best choice.

And if Xiao Ming bet on odd numbers, then the Goryeons would win without doing anything, unless he was a psychopath who would rather spend money to play by chopping off Candy’s fingers.

Clearly, Xiao Ming’s purpose was to save Candy.

After a little while, the handsome Goryeon suddenly let out a loud laugh, which snapped the others to their senses, and they began to laugh as well, especially Big Pancake Face, who laughed the loudest.

"The reason Han Country has declined is because there are too many men like you, effeminate and lacking in martial spirit, all of you are trash!" After laughing, the handsome Goryeon said with a disdainful face.

Xiao Ming’s mouth twisted into a cold smirk, "Want to know if I have any guts? Accept a life-and-death challenge, and I’ll tell you personally."

The expression of the handsome Goryeon stiffened, and his cheeks twitched twice, "Quit the crap! You lost, pay up!"

Xiao Ming, without a word, took out the room card and handed it to Candy.

The blonde bunny girl immediately took a POS-like device out of her bag and quickly completed the transaction between the two parties.

After waving his gold card in front of Xiao Ming, the handsome Goryeon threatened in a deep voice, "You better hope I never see you outside of the gambling ship!"

As he turned to leave and had just taken a step, a sudden cry was heard.

Unbeknownst to him, a kimono-wearing woman had stood behind him, and his foot had just stepped on the surface of the woman’s foot, only clad in a wooden clog.

The handsome Goryeon thought she was another escort and cursed loudly as he raised his hand to hit her, but suddenly, two men in black rushed over and pinned him to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Big Pancake Face asked in anger.

The men in black paid no attention to him and instead looked up at the woman in the kimono, "Madam, how should we deal with this man?"

Without a trace of emotion, the kimono-wearing woman bowed slightly to the Goryeons and said calmly, "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Fujiwara Rika, the captain of the Asian region for the gambling ship."

The Goryeons immediately visibly paled with shock, and the pinned handsome Goryeon quickly shouted, "Fuji, Fujiwara Miss, I’m sorry! I did not know your identity, please forgive my impertinence."

Fujiwara Rika seemed to glance at Xiao Ming unintentionally and said, "I can forgive you, but according to the rules of the gambling ship, you must accept my challenge.

May I ask, sir, would you prefer to go to the boxing ring? Or would you like to have a bet with me?"

The Goryeon, who dared not choose the boxing ring, repeatedly said, "Bet! I choose to bet."

"Very well."

Fujiwara Rika smiled faintly, gestured for the men in black to let him go, and then said, "Since you were rude first, I will decide the wager and the stakes of the bet, do you have any objections?"

The Goryeon, rubbing his sore arm, had objections but didn’t dare express them, shaking his head, "No."

Fujiwara Rika’s smile brightened a bit further, "I watched your entire bet with that gentleman earlier and I quite liked your novel approach to betting.

So, let’s make the boundary of this bet the exit of the auction hall, shall we?

Please guess, sir, when you leave here, will the number of fingers on both hands be odd? Or even?"

The Goryeon’s pupils contracted quickly, and he asked tremblingly, "What... what’s the wager?"

"Twenty million US dollars."

After saying that, Fujiwara Rika added, "That’s exactly the price of one of my feet."

The Goryeon breathed a sigh of relief.

Although twenty million US dollars pained him, being able to solve this trouble with money was already an unfortunate piece of good luck.

Thereupon, without any hesitation, he followed Xiao Ming’s lead, "I bet on odd!"

A glimmer appeared in Fujiwara Rika’s eyes, and her smile bloomed like a flower.

"A smart choice!

Bring them over, chop off his two fingers!"