"Huh? That's eight hundred million, you only have eight weights left, you really bet it all?" Su Haoran asked with wide eyes.

The gambling king held the 8 weights and squeezed them, throwing them to the middle of the gambling table in a dashing manner, leaning back in his chair and saying, "What? The divine doctor Su does not dare to follow?"

Su Haoran thought about it and seemed to be hesitating, Yan Taiji asked him in a whisper, "The bottom card is too small, right? If you ...