Jiang Guangrong continued to laugh and said, "You're called Yang Fei, right? Brother Yang, are you interested in playing a big gamble with me? You can guess whether under my shirt there's nothing, or you can subdue me before I reveal it. How about gambling for a lifetime? If there's nothing under, or if I don't have time to reveal what I have, I'm sure I'll die, and you'll have to teach me how to die. If there is indeed a big reveal, and I have time to show it to you, then you'll only receive one big thing from me! Will you take the gamble? You have a two-thirds chance to win!"
Yang Fei's mouth twitched severely. Yang Fei faced Jiang Guangrong, who gambled with his life using his mouth. His heart had started to shrink back. What kind of man could he become, casually gambling with his life? He must be a desperado!
