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She is the daughter of the King of Gamblers in West Street, with a Lamborghini on the road, Louis' top perfume on the street, a hundred casinos in her possession, and a first-class, gold-digging female king. He, the East Street punks, domineering wild handsome, stingy gambling ghosts, lose endless ten thousand slams of family money, sell endless mansions mansion. Everything is stingy, not a penny, invisible super tycoon. When the king of the east street crashed into the west street flying girl, dawdling constantly, noise escalation, betting on the contract to buy and sell for life. A man: "Pitiful goods, let's bet, if you lose, you will marry me, accompany me to feed me to serve me, for me to the table for life." A woman contempt: "rotten gambling ghost, you lose how to do?" "I'll send you, be beaten and scolded and tortured, send thousands of family wealth, as you bully your body at your disposal!" A certain woman slapped the table and said, "I'll bet!" A certain man succeeded in his plan, holding his claws:"