novelones Chapter 149 He only has himself to blame
Chapter 149 He only has himself to blame
"Fuck you! You son of a bitch!"
Ju Wenming slammed his phone hard on the ground, and the screen shattered instantly.
"Aaaaaah!"
Like a mad beast, with bloodshot eyes, he roared wildly, sweeping all the mahjong tiles and chips off the gambling table.
"Ju Wenming, what are you doing!"
His childhood friend, sitting opposite him, was startled by his sudden action and frowned, shouting.
"What the hell?! I've been fucking cheated on!"
Ju Wenming's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at his childhood friend, his gaze filled with humiliation and madness as if he wanted to devour him alive.
"My wife, Rong Qing'e, that bitch! She's hooking up with her new gigolo boss!"
"Right here in our house! Right on our wedding bed!"
"That adulterer! That harlot!"
He roared incoherently, his voice filled with endless anger and resentment.
Upon hearing the commotion, the surrounding gamblers stopped what they were doing, casting gloating glances and whispering amongst themselves.
"Hey, isn't this Lao Ju? Lost money and got cheated on by his wife? That's really unlucky."
"Hey, with his personality, all he does is gamble all day, how could his wife not run off with someone else?"
"I heard his wife is a great beauty, and also the general manager of some company. It's a pity she ended up with such a good-for-nothing."
These comments, like red-hot steel needles, pierced Ju Wenming's ears, causing his already broken nerves to snap completely.
"Shut the fuck up, all of you!"
He suddenly grabbed an ashtray and threw it in the direction of the loudest noise.
"Bang!"
The ashtray slammed against the wall with a dull thud.
The casino fell silent instantly.
"Damn it, you can't accept defeat and you still dare to act wildly here?"
A bald, muscular man wearing a black vest, revealing tattoos, stood up, followed by two henchmen, and walked toward Ju Wenming with an unfriendly expression.
This is Zhou Dalong, the owner of this underground casino.
"Brother Long, he... he just lost his mind from losing, please don't take it to heart." Ju Wenming's childhood friend, seeing this, turned pale with fright and quickly stood up to smooth things over.
Zhou Dalong snorted coldly, ignoring him completely, walked up to Ju Wenming, and kicked him to the ground.
"What the hell are you doing causing trouble here? Do you think this is a vegetable market?"
Zhou Dalong stomped on Ju Wenming's chest with such force that Ju could barely breathe.
"Cough cough... Brother Long, I was wrong, I was wrong..."
The intense pain brought a sliver of Ju Wenming's rationality back, and he began to beg for mercy in fear.
"Wrong?" Zhou Dalong's face revealed a sinister smile, and he sneered, "This afternoon, you took 100,000 chips from me, plus the 50,000 you owed before, making a total of 150,000."
"Now that you don't have a single penny left on your table, you still dare to cause trouble for me?"
"Tell me, how should we settle this score?"
150,000!
This number struck Ju Wenming like a thunderbolt.
He then remembered that he had lost so much money that afternoon that he had borrowed money from the casino at exorbitant interest rates.
He had been counting on Rong Qing'e's money to recoup his losses, but now...
Forget about winning back his losses, he even "lost" his wife to someone else!
A bone-chilling coldness shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.
"Brother Long, Brother Long... I... I'll pay it back right away, I'll pay it back right away!"
Ju Wenming said in a trembling voice, "My wife... my wife is rich! She's the general manager of a company, earning over a million a year! I have her transfer money to me!"
As he spoke, he struggled to pick up the phone with its shattered screen from the ground.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Dalong reacted as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and he increased the pressure on his feet even more.
"Brother, I overheard part of your phone call just now."
Zhou Dalong sighed and said with emotion, "Playing around is fine, but don't joke about your wife."
"To be able to marry such a wonderful woman, one must have accumulated good karma in their past life. And you, you've given her away yourself."
"Tsk tsk, how pathetic, how lamentable."
These words were more piercing to Ju Wenming's heart than any insult.
Seeing Ju Wenming's distraught appearance, Zhou Dalong raised an eyebrow, took out his phone from his pocket, opened a video, and handed it to Ju Wenming.
In the video, a woman is kneeling on the ground, crying and begging a man not to leave her.
Zhou Dalong kicked Ju Wenming's face with his toe and sneered, "See this? This is the wife of one of my brothers. That brother owed hundreds of thousands and ran away. His wife comes to me every day begging, saying that she'll do anything as long as I let her husband go."
"Look at yourself again." Zhou Dalong's eyes were full of disdain as he said contemptuously, "Your wife is the company's general manager, earning over a million a year, and she's beautiful. And what did you do? You took her money to gamble here, lost 150,000, and now you want to borrow 100,000 to win it back. Just now on the phone, you even told her to sleep with the boss to get money?"
"Ju Wenming, tell me yourself, who do you think you are?"
"A man who can't even keep his own wife, sleeping with another man in bed, how dare you act crazy like this?"
"If someone cheats on you, they're just making you look good! You deserve it!"
Ju Wenming was completely dumbfounded.
He lay on the cold ground, his mind blank.
Yes... I was the one who asked her to go...
I was the one who made her sleep with that young new boss...
I pushed her away with my own hands...
"puff!"
Unable to hold back any longer, overwhelmed with grief, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto Zhou Dalong's trouser leg.
"Damn it! How dare you get my pants dirty!"
Zhou Dalong was furious and kicked Ju Wenming hard in the stomach.
"Brother Long, stop hitting him! Stop hitting him! Someone will die!" His childhood friend was terrified and knelt on the ground, begging desperately.
The others in the casino watched this scene indifferently, and no one stepped forward to stop it.
In their view, this is the inevitable fate of gamblers.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Dalong seemed to have exhausted himself and stopped, panting heavily, looking down at Ju Wenming who was lying on the ground like a lump of mud.
"Look at you, you're just a useless piece of trash who can't be squeezed out of anything."
Zhou Dalong spat, took a wet wipe from his subordinate, and wiped the bloodstains off his leather shoes.
"Well then, I've certainly seen something interesting today; I've had a good show to watch."
"You have one week. 150,000, not a penny less."
"If you don't see the money in a week, or if you dare to run away..."
Zhou Dalong's eyes instantly turned sinister, and he made a chopping motion.
"I'll chop off your hands, those hands that only know how to roll dice but not how to play mahjong, and feed them to the dogs!"
"Did you understand?"
"I...I understand..." Ju Wenming managed to squeeze out a few words with all his might.
"roll!"
Zhou Dalong kicked him away.
Two henchmen dragged Ju Wenming out of the casino like a dead dog and threw him into a dirty back alley outside.