Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 213: Losing Face for You_1

The man was taken aback for a moment, then pushed Zhu Yibo away, "Who the hell says we’re fellow countrymen? Stop trying to cozy up. It’s people like you with no manners that ruin our reputation abroad."

Zhu Yibo looked embarrassed but didn’t dare to say anything and could only nod and bow apologetically.

The man’s anger seemed to have subsided a bit, and he said indifferently, "However, since you speak Mandarin, I can spare you a beating. But you have to follow the rules of the gambling boat.

Do you want to go to the Life-and-Death Arena and have a fight with me, or do you want to gamble?"

Before boarding, someone had explained the rules of the gambling boat to Zhu Yibo, so he clearly knew what the Life-and-Death Arena was about.

Once on that platform, a fight ends only when someone dies.

Spending all day in front of a computer, he didn’t think he could be the last one standing.

"Big brother, I don’t have money to gamble with you!"

"No money? Are you playing with me?" The man’s eyes behind the mask widened, "How did you get on board without money?"

"I... I..."

Zhu Yibo stammered, looking once again towards the direction he had previously glanced, and then his eyes lit up as he pointed and said, "That’s my friend. He’s the one who brought me up."

While speaking, a burly bald white man approached and asked coldly, "What’s going on here?"

The bald man was very tall, at least six foot five, standing like a small iron tower and quite intimidating.

Yet the man with the mask wasn’t the least bit intimidated, his tone still arrogant: "Your friend has offended me. I want to gamble with him, but he says he has no money.

What, are you going to pay for him?"

The white man gave Zhu Yibo an annoyed look, then stepped forward and looked down at the man with the mask, "Sir, I advise you to leave immediately. It’s the best option for you."

The man with the mask laughed, "And what if I don’t leave right now, you white pig?"

The white man’s face turned deep red with anger, and his hand, large as a fan, was raised, ready to push the man’s shoulder.

But the man was quicker, striking like lightning, and with a thud, he chopped the white man’s throat.

The white man’s eyes widened as he grasped his throat. His expression was one of confusion for a moment, then disbelief, before he fell to the ground with a thud.

Not far away, two Asian men stood up from their booth, but they quickly sat back down.

Because the security of the gambling boat, the men dressed in black, had already rushed to Zhu Yibo’s side.

Shortly thereafter, the masked man, the bunny girl, Zhu Yibo, and the fallen white man were all taken away from the gambling area. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Nearby, Ding Jianwei unconsciously clenched her fist and asked Jiang Yang through the walkie-talkie, "Did you get all that?"

Jiang Yang replied promptly, "Got it! There are three groups in total, located at your ten o’clock, two o’clock, and three o’clock."

Ding Jianwei nodded, "Continue observing, and notify me immediately if anything happens."

After speaking, she turned to leave but then stopped in her tracks.

Because, the pair of sister dolls Xiao Ming had bought were standing right behind her.

"You..."

"The master has ordered us to ensure your safety and not to let you wander off," Xiao Li said coldly.

Xiao Bing, on the other hand, pouted and huffed, "I don’t like you, and I don’t want to protect you, but this is brother’s command. You better behave!

Otherwise, I’ll have my sister tie you up!"

Ding Jianwei was taken aback.

This was clearly Xiao Ming putting her under house arrest.

She thought she should be angry, but somehow, she felt only warmth in her heart.

She wondered, when was the last time she had been cared for this way since she started working?

This kind of domineering, unreasonable care was, indeed, a first in her life.

In that moment, she unexpectedly found herself thinking that she might read a few overbearing CEO novels to pass the time during her next break.

On the other side, the man in the mask, the bunny girl, Zhu Yibo, and the unconscious Caucasian were quickly brought to a cabin at the bottom of the gambling ship.

The mottled marks on the floor and the torture instruments on the walls filled Zhu Yibo with dread, and he pleaded incessantly, "I didn’t do anything! It was him who hit someone, I really didn’t do anything!

You can’t catch me, this isn’t right, let me go, I want to see your leader..."

The door wasn’t closed, only guarded by a man in black. Zhu Yibo wanted to argue but was kicked so hard he tumbled to the ground and couldn’t get up for a while, clutching his stomach.

"Stop asking for trouble."

The man in the mask sat down on the only chair in the room. As he put a cigarette between his lips, the bunny girl promptly lit it for him with a lighter.

"The guards here are heartless machines; they won’t listen to whatever you say.

It’s better if we chat first. I know the... um, leader here, and considering we’re both from the Han Nation, maybe they’ll let you out."

"You?"

Zhu Yibo sat up grimacing, clearly disbelieving, "If you know the leader here, why are you caught in here yourself?"

"Because it’s only after being caught that we can have a proper chat, Mr. Zhu."

"How do you know my..."

Zhu Yibo froze, then his face showed a terrified expression, "You... you’re from the security..."

"I’m not."

The man in the mask shook his head, "It’s just that, I’m very interested in that item you’ve brought out."

Zhu Yibo hung his head: "I don’t know what you are talking about."

The man in the mask heaved a sigh: "Zhu Yibo, give it a rest, you don’t have the brains to act, nor do you have the courage to face death, so why bother with the charade of refusing to confess until you’ve suffered enough?

You took such a big risk to come onto this gambling ship to trade, all for money, right?

Isn’t all money the same? You can spend mine all the same."

Zhu Yibo’s eyes darted about as he asked, "How much money can you give me?"

The man in the mask, without a word, took out a room card and handed it to the bunny girl.

The bunny girl took out a POS terminal from her bag, swiped the card, and then showed the amount on the screen to Zhu Yibo.

"As long as there’s nothing wrong with the item, all the money in there is yours."

After counting twice and confirming that the screen displayed over fourteen million, Zhu Yibo’s heart pounded wildly.

But at the same time, his suspicion deepened.

Swallowing, he scoffed, "Mr., even if you want to scam people, could you at least put in some effort?

An item that’s worth at most five million US dollars, and you’re willing to pay over fourteen million, do you think I’m an idiot?"

"Fuck! Five million? Such a valuable item only sells for five million, and you say you’re not stupid?

You must be the biggest fucking idiot in the world!"

The man in the mask stood up and walked up to Zhu Yibo, his tone dripping with utter contempt.

"A core component in itself might not be worth much, but do you have any idea how many lives it can save or take once it functions?

Before it’s replaced by new technology, even in the nowadays generally peaceful environment, the number of lives it either saves or takes will never be less than five digits.

Do you understand?

An item that deals with tens of thousands of lives, you fucker, only sells for five million?

I’ll take as many as you have!"

As he spoke, the man in the mask blew smoke in Zhu Yibo’s face, "Idiot! Let someone else sell it, then eagerly help count the money for them.

Damn, even a traitor from Han Country turns out to be this stupid, I feel ashamed for you!"