Chu Hao glanced at the stone materials, nodded slightly, and said, "Hmm, we can go for it."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Haha, I told you, my young friend, hurry up and swipe your card."
Zhang Guoyu and the others who followed didn't want to go back; today was really eye-opening, encountering a true god of gambling.
After a round of cutting, Chu Hao made a full eighty billion profit, enough to pay for the medicinal ingredients.
By this time, when looking at other stone materials, luck was no longer as good.
All the valuable stone materials had been cut by him.
Chu Hao asked, "Are these all the stones?"
Pan Chen was on the verge of tears and, regardless of the old men's objections, shouted, "Young friend, listen to me, these are really all we have."
An old man ruthlessly exposed him, saying, "Longteng Gambling Stone Workshop has quite a few branches, I can take the young friend for a stroll."
