chapter 222 Huang George Vomits Three Liters of Blood (Second Update)

Fiskr Small looked at Huang Qiaozhi's expression, shook his head and said, "Are you sick?"

Huang George was really almost in despair. Who was this sick person?

"Then tell me, what are we betting on?"Fiskr Small asked again.

What to bet on?

Huang Qiaozhi was in a dilemma again. What could he bet on with Fiskr Small? In this betting contest, the group of people Huang Qiaozhi had were no match for Fiskr Small.

Betting on the tea ceremony? That's even...