Capítulo 77: Chapter 77 Gambler's Psychology

Ignoring me? Acting tough? This was something that I was also very good at. So I didn't say anything and went straight to the most luxurious European-style sofa in the middle of the living room.

"Guest?" I gave a friendly smile to the yellow-haired young man who was lying on it. Before the young man figured out why I was asking this question, I already grabbed his yellow hair and pulled him off the sofa fiercely, "then act like a guest and don't act like the host!"

The yellow-haired young man screamed and got up from the floor, rubbing his head and shouting, "Motherfuc-"

"Slap!" I gave him a big slap and said fiercely, "one curse, one slap, go on!"

"Motherfucker! I am here to get the money, and you dare to slap my face?!" The yellow-haired young man was furious, and he quickly took out a folding knife from his pocket.