Chapter 512 Make Me Cry


    "Manly, you won''t do that because you can''t bear to. If you had someone beat me up and drove me


    away, you wouldn''t find anyone else who could make you as happy," Danny responded confidently.


    "You sure are full of yourself, aren''t you, Daniel? You think you''re irreceable? There are plenty of


    men out here who want to y. One more or one less doesn’t matter to me. To me, you''re nothing,


    so don''t overestimate your worth. It''s not you I care about; it''s the chips in your pocket! If you lose


    all your chips, you’ll have to get up from my table," Manly dered.


    "Manly, not only will I not be leaving your table, but I’m also going to win until you cry," Danny


    boasted.


    "Make me cry? Haha!" Manly let out augh, "Daniel, let''s see if it''s you who will end up making me


    cry or the other way around."


    No one had ever beaten Manly at this table. This time would be no different. How could she face her


    master, The Divine Star if she let some country boy win? Therefore, she was determined not to lose


    again.


    After several more rounds, Danny continued to go all in, winning each bet. Now he had twenty


    million dors in hand. What was key was that other gamblers, who had been losing money, began


    to follow Danny’s bets, and many started to win alongside him. Thetest rounds had seen Manly


    losing at each bet—a situation she had not encountered in her years as a dealer.


    Seeing her dissatisfaction grow, Danny couldn’t help but wear a mischievous grin and teasing her,


    “Manly, how does it feel? Have I made you cry yet? If not, I''ll keep winning with everyone here,


    endlessly!”


    "Daniel, you do have a knack for this. But if you''re truly brave, you''ll face me one-on-one," Manly


    challenged him.


    "One-on-one? Where do you want our showdown, Manly? In a private room, or right here? Wouldn''t


    that be inappropriate in public?" Danny yed along.


    "Right here, of course! What, are you afraid?" Manly queried.


    "Afraid? That word doesn’t exist in my dictionary!" Danny proimed.


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    "Alright then, let the game begin! What’s the format?" he asked.


    "It’s the same as before—I shake the dice, and you guess high or low. But this time, you’re the only


    one betting," Manly exined.


    "Let’s do it! Your rules. Anyway, my goal for tonight is to turn a hundred bucks into a hundred


    million, and I am already twenty million in. Only eighty million to go," Danny said with determination.


    "To turn a hundred bucks into a hundred million? Here at The Big Dipper? We''ve been here for a


    thousand years, and nobody has ever been able to win a hundredfold that amount!" Manly boasted.


    "Perhaps others haven’t been able to, but I can! After all, I am the once-in-a-millennium gambling


    god, destined to win every time. I''ve bet countless times since I was young, and I have never lost a


    single bet," Danny countered with confidence.


    "Never lost once? Haha!" Manly scoffed with disbelief.


    After her scoff, she said with a grim expression, "Today, I''ll make sure you lose. I''ll make you lose


    everything, even down to your shorts. Then we''ll see if you, country boy, have the nerve to keep


    being arrogant at my table!"