Although Li Er was full of anger and unwillingness, he dared not resist in the face of Gan Jinliang's tyranny.
He tightly clenched the chips, his hands trembling slightly.
Seeing that Li Er was unwilling to comply, Gan Jinliang stood up, grabbed Li Er's collar, and lifted him up. Li Er's feet left the ground, struggling helplessly in the air.
Gan Jinliang leaned close to Li Er's face, saying viciously, "I'm in a good mood today and don't want to use force. Hand over the money sensibly, or I will make sure you can't survive in Luoyang City!"
Li Er, feeling helpless, could only hand over the chips with tears in his eyes to Gan Jinliang.
Gan Jinliang took the chips and laughed arrogantly, then turned to focus on another table.
At this moment, a middle-aged gambler with a strong sense of justice could no longer stand the scene and stood up, saying, "Gan Jinliang, don't go too far! This gambling house wins or loses by skill, how can you seize by force!"
