Rebirth: She is Ready for a Counterattack!-Chapter 319 - 318: Narrow Encounters Between Enemies

Chapter 319: Chapter 318: Narrow Encounters Between Enemies

Gu Xiaoqing and Guo Donghua were both momentarily stunned.

This is gambling.

It’s just a completely different form of gambling, of course an internal kind of method, recognized by many.

Zhao Xiangguo uneasily glanced at Gu Xiaoqing and Guo Donghua, bringing these two young ladies to a casino, it didn’t seem quite right.

In fact, it was more than inappropriate; if his sister and brother-in-law knew, they’d probably kill him.

"How about we leave and think of another way."

Zhao Xiangguo was feeling a bit restless.

The atmosphere here immediately made Zhao Xiangguo break out in a sweat.

Mr. Wu smiled at the three of them.

Actually, he didn’t agree with having two girls here either.

Because this is just a haven for wealthy people’s twisted entertainment, where people use extreme and even more perverse games to challenge limits in order to satisfy their boring lifestyles, seeking excitement.

This is not a place for simple girls; although he didn’t know their real purpose, returning empty-handed was certain.

Gu Xiaoqing waved her hand and said, "Uncle Zhao, since we’re here, we’re not planning to leave, don’t worry. Since I dared to come, I’m not afraid and I have the courage to bear any consequences. Besides, we’re not without money here. Although we’re not wealthy, at least we have a bit to play with."

Comforting Zhao Xiangguo, and also calming Mr. Wu, Gu Xiaoqing never contemplated leaving.

Since they came, returning without achieving their goal wasn’t her intention or style.

It’s not Gu Xiaoqing’s way to do things.

Isn’t it just entertainment, people can’t die here.

Besides, Gu Xiaoqing was trying to find a way to capture attention to find the person she was looking for.

The person must be found, otherwise, this trip to Hong Kong wouldn’t be worth it.

In the adjoining room, five girls were drinking, and Guan Meiqi looked disdainfully at the wall beside her, pointing and cursing, "Some bumpkins dare to come here and play? I must see just how this bitch will die."

The girl next to her asked in amazement, "What’s wrong with you? Ever since you saw those two men and two women next door, you’ve been fuming. Did they offend you?"

They were all second-generation rich, classmates who studied abroad, and played well together in drinking and partying. At this moment, they were also playing here.

Everyone noticed Guan Meiqi’s state of venting.

They were all very curious.

After all, not many dared to disregard Miss Guan.

Guan Meiqi mocked disdainfully, "They’re just two hillbillies from the mainland who dared to talk business with me today and refused to respect me. So I gave them a hard time, making them reflect on the consequences of offending the wrong person."

She took a sip of her drink, feeling slightly intoxicated.

Just thinking about Gu Xiaoqing’s arrogant demeanor today filled her with resentment.

After a moment of thought, she waved the service attendant over and slipped him some cash.

"Whatever the people in Room 218 bet on, you must tell me first thing."

Guan Meiqi wanted to gain the upper hand; she wanted to see Gu Xiaoqing lose today, preferably losing everything, which would be most pleasing.

The server wasn’t reluctant; this wasn’t a business secret, it was something everyone acknowledged because even if he didn’t tell, the server would announce each bet, letting everyone know.

This was "Dingxun’s" rule; it also stimulated everyone’s interest in the game, acting as a kind of auction to intensify the thrill of gambling and confrontation.

"Dingxun" collected a 5% commission from every win and loss.

This was also "Dingxun’s" way of making a profit.

The server quickly nodded in agreement, this was a tip, why wouldn’t he do it.

The girl next to Guan Meiqi poured her a drink and asked, "Is it necessary? A countryside bumpkin isn’t worthy of our Miss Guan’s attention. Isn’t she the lucky one?"

Guan Meiqi laughed and hiccupped, "I just want to see her trampled under my feet to feel satisfied. Today, I must find a way to make this woman lose miserably."

"That should be easy. We can find someone to join the game. ’Dingxun’ won’t oppose people joining as long as she takes the bait thinking it’s easy to win, then we can make her lose completely."

Another girl with dyed yellow hair suggested, shaking her head.

Guan Meiqi couldn’t help but nod; this was indeed a solution.

But finding such an expert on short notice was difficult, as this was an unexpected encounter, not a premeditated arrangement; everything was too rushed.

Guan Meiqi shook her head, the idea was good, but it was too late now.

Seeing a friend throw something into her cup, Guan Meiqi’s eyes lit up.

This was good.

She’d help spice things up; with the excitement up, losing one’s head would make things easier.

She quietly arranged things with the girl beside her.

The girl nodded and quietly left the room.

After a while, she returned, signaling an OK.

Guan Meiqi glanced at the adjacent room, contentedly raising a glass and downing it, feeling a bit elated.

Gu Xiaoqing was focused on the target below.

This time, yet another person took the stage; apparently, this person was much more challenging.

Because the money bet this time reached five hundred a round.

Some bet a thousand, others six hundred.

But it was obvious from looking that those frequently here were familiar with this person’s skills.

Gu Xiaoqing watched as the opponent raised his hand and threw.

The next moment, the entire audience held their breath watching the target.

The host loudly announced, "Hit the bullseye ten times."

There was joy among the bettors.

The room door opened, and a server walked in with a pitcher of freshly squeezed watermelon juice, "Hello, this is sent to you by a friend."

Gu Xiaoqing looked at Mr. Wu, who was dumbfounded.

He thought no one should know they were coming today.

Gu Xiaoqing glanced at the pitcher of watermelon juice, its bright liquid looking fresh and tasty.

Guo Donghua was about to pour a glass.

Gu Xiaoqing stopped him.

Items of unknown origin, she couldn’t help feeling something was wrong.

In unfamiliar places, it’s best to be extra cautious.

"Get us another pitcher of watermelon juice, and make sure you watch them squeeze it personally."

Gu Xiaoqing smiled and handed the server a banknote.

The server left with a beaming smile.

This girl knew how to do things.

Not long after, a new pitcher of watermelon juice arrived.

The server, trying to curry favor, said, "I personally supervised the bar to make this juice for you, guaranteeing its freshness, with no added sweeteners, purely authentic green juice."

Gu Xiaoqing smiled, watching the server pour the juice into the glass.