At that moment, Lin Dong looked coldly at Zeng Xiaoniu and Da Fei.
"You guys lost," Lin Dong said with a shrug.
"Lin Dong, do you really want us to cut off our hands and feet?" Zeng Xiaoniu asked weakly.
"Be willing to accept a bet and concede defeat. What, are you thinking of going back on your word?" Lin Dong said with a cold laugh.
Grinding his teeth, Zeng Xiaoniu said, "I can accept my loss, but I want to keep betting!"
He was desperate to read the book.
That somewhat surprised Lin Dong.
"Oh? You still want to go on? But you've lost everything. You've even lost both of your mother's hands and feet, as well as one hand. What else could you possibly put up to bet?"
"I still have two legs and one hand left. I can still go on!" Zeng Xiaoniu exclaimed, his eyes bloodshot.
He was completely blinded by defeat.
Meanwhile, his mother screamed, "Xiaoniu, have you gone crazy? Are you really going to break my hands and feet?"