Chapter 233: Open gambling

Fabian Ortiz said it calmly, but his expression seemed very serious, and he didn't look like he was joking at all. Indeed, it was just a hand chop, no one would die, and he didn't sympathize with Wu Zhao at all.
Damn, what is this guy talking about? It seems that it is not your hand that is chopped off. Wu Zhao looked over, his eyes full of resentment.
Vickey Evans was even more nervous. Although her brother was a little spoiled, he was only seventeen years old. If his hands were chopped...