Looking at Zhou Xueman, whose arrogant sneer was filled with mocking contempt, Qin Fan simply chuckled dismissively and shook his head. For now, he wasn't interested in dwelling on whether she had hired someone to cause trouble for him. In fact, from another perspective, he almost had to thank her. If it weren't for that attacking baseball team, where would these several hundred thousand yuan have come from?
He couldn't even be bothered to give her another glance. With his hands in his pockets, Qin Fan turned to the two burly guards and said flatly, "I'll ask one more time. Can I go in?"
Qin Fan had already made up his mind. If these two goons tried to stop him again, he would just fight his way through. There would be no need to gamble then; he would just take the money by force! He wouldn't feel the slightest guilt about robbing a gambling den.
"Miss Zhou, is he your friend?" The guards were familiar with Zhou Xueman and immediately looked up to ask her.
