C236 Gambling!
Lin Chen had just stepped out of the Mission Hall when he noticed three individuals approaching him.
Thud!
A red glove landed at Lin Chen's feet.
Narrowing his eyes, Lin Chen regarded the trio.
"Kid, we're betting thirty thousand Blood Beads!" The ringleader sneered menacingly.
A glint of sharpness briefly passed through Lin Chen's gaze. The most advanced among them was the speaker
