The moment Su Yongzhen burst out, Wang Hongbin flew into a rage. He threw the cigar in his hand onto the ground and then pulled out his phone to make a call.
Since becoming a boss, he had never lost in betting on football or cars. But now, what he wanted was not just money; it was a game, the sense of achievement that came from manipulating matches at will.
He reveled in the sight of someone losing everything, crying loudly, or even jumping off a building. For him, this was a form of enjoyment.
"Wang Li, get your ass over here," Wang Hongbin said, then smashed his phone to pieces.
In less than two minutes, a young and handsome man came running over. He already knew the outcome of the race and was equally shocked because he was the capable henchman who had arranged this, and He Guisheng had already informed him that the matter was taken care of.
Upon seeing Wang Li, Wang Hongbin, without saying a word, started to beat him violently.
"What happened?" Wang Hongbin roared.
