C934 Provocation

provocation

Luo Chen lightly shook the gambling bottle. It was relaxed and casual, light as a feather, but he was as invincible as a God of Gamble.

"How is this possible, how is this possible..." Scarface's face was pale, and sweat couldn't help but trickle down from his forehead, as if he hadn't realized this fact.

Luo Chen's face was still as calm as ever