Wilbur slumped weakly on his chair and manured, “So this is what a gambler Is like.”


    He did not use any of his abilities, engaging in the gambling session as an ordinary person.


    Wilbur strived to immerse himself in the role of a ganhler. He experienced the feelings that came with


    gambling. The excitement of winning, the frustration of losing, and the frenzy that took over after losing


    a lot of money.


    The thrill kept him excited with the surging adrenaline in his body.


    The sensation was more intense than a roller coaster ride, thrilling him in a way that made him


    understand why people sald gambling was addictive. It really was.


    He was in despair like a gambler who lost everything


    Kenjiughed at that point.


    Wilbur had lost four million dors. On top of that, he borrowed another four million dors. In one


    evening, he lost a total of eight million dors.


    Kenji recovered his losses from the morning and made several million dors in profit in just one night.


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    Wilbur was under his contral Kenji could manipte him as he pleased.


    Meanwhile, Wilbur was secretly analyzing, ‘I lost eight million dors in a single night. That’s a


    significant sum, excluding the interest. A small gambling session managed to gain them eight million


    dors in one night. There probably aren’t many billion–dor businesses that could profit eight million


    dors per day. What a scary amount of money. Who knows how much blood has been sacrificed?”


    Lenny Detroit was a good example.


    Fortunately, he still had his assets. Kenji was only exploiting him slowly and did not harm him outright.


    ‘Kenji sure knows what he’s doing,” Wilbur concluded.


    Kenji said, “Buddy, it’s five in the morning, and you lost all your money. We should wrap this up.”


    “Let’s end this.” Wilbur shook his head wealdy.


    Kenji smiled faintly and said, “I can turn off the jammer now, and you may make a phone call.”


    “I don’t have any money left.” Suddenly, Wilbur sat up straight and took a sip of his whiskey.


    His facial expression changed abruptly upon hearing what Wilbur said. Kenji said coldly, “Huddy, it


    seems that you’re not aware of the rules here. Not being able to pay up has serious consequences.”


    “How severe could it be? I find it hard to believe you would actually sell me for parts,” said Wilbur with a


    resigned expression


    Suddenly, Kenju burst intoughter.


    He shook his head as he spoke, “Buddly, many people in the past had the same attitude. They tried to


    dodge their debts after losing, but they all obediently paid up in the end. For those who couldn’t pay,


    their organs were harvested for others to use. Their remains are then fed to stray animals. Remember,


    you have a girlfriend and a family. They are also quite valuable.”


    “Is that so? I don’t believe you,” Wilbur responded casually.


    Kenji squinted and spoke slowly, “You’re still too young and inexperienced to be ying this game with


    me.”


    Wilbur retorted, “You think I didn’t know? The four of you colluded to rig the game. That’s why I lost so


    much money. Did you think Pro that naive?“.


    “Buddy, don’t even think about avoiding your debt after losing your money. I’ll make you pay back every


    single penny you owe. Guards!”


    Kenji bellowed and two bodyguards stepped forward immediately. They ced their hands on Wilbur’s


    shoulders while two


    daggers were pressed against his waist.


    “If you don’t have any money, you’ll just have to pay with your life,” said Kenjt in a chilling tone.