Chapter 889 - Extremely Vicious

At the same time that Ye Hao ended the call with Guo Jinhua, Qian Weihao also received a notice that the $50 billion fund had arrived.

Qian Weihao tried to control the irritability and annoyance in his heart, and soon commanded the staff to send Ye Hao $50 billion in chips.

Because of the sheer number of chips, even with the huge denomination of $50 million each, it still filled the entire 5 crystal chip boxes.

The $50 million chips were all made of pure gold, shining with a dazzling and bewildering golden light.

When the 5 exquisite crystal chip boxes like works of art were neatly placed in front of Ye Hao, the entire Pharaoh VIP Hall was shrouded in dazzling golden light.

The hundreds of millions of viewers who were watching the live broadcast screamed in shock when they saw this scene.

"My mother, seeing so many pure gold chips, I suddenly have an urge to cry!"

"Woo woo, woo woo, don't say it, I'm already in tears!"

"It's amazing! The room is full of golden light!"

"The Emperor of the Trenches is awesome!"

"The 30 million members of the Trench Emperor fan group collectively praise the Trench Emperor! Long live the Trench Emperor, long live, long live!"

"Who can tell me who the Emperor is?"

"Ignorance! The Trench Emperor is Ye Dong's nickname on the Internet!"

"Wo Cao, what a domineering nickname!"

"It's quite appropriate, Ye Dong is indeed worthy of this title!"

"I don't dare to look at it! I suddenly feel that I have lived for so many years, and I have lived in vain! Ye Dong has lived a real life!"

"Ma, I'm going to be a robber now, can't I get it too late?"

"Brother, count me in, let's go buy a gun now, rob Ye Dong!

"Wocao, will he bet all of these new $50 billion chips again?"

"It's hard to say! If you had asked me before, I wouldn't have believed it. But now, I think that with Ye Dong's madness, it is really possible to do this!"

"No, that's 50 billion dollars, if you lose, it's all gone!"

"It's unlikely, right? There's no need for this at all! I estimate that Ye Dong will stake another $10 billion, which will be enough to scare Omar!"

When the audience was talking, Omar's mood became unprecedentedly nervous and anxious.

His face turned pale, his fists clenched together, and his breathing began to become a little difficult.

He was still staring at those bloodshot eyes, staring at Ye Hao's every move on the other side.

He didn't know what Ye Hao would do next.

Do you really want to bet another $50 billion?!

Malegobi, don't!

When Omar was still nervous and anxious, Ye Hao's side had already pushed all the 5 newly delivered crystal chip boxes into the pot on the table.

"I'll raise another $50 billion!"

Ye Hao said lazily.

Ye Hao's tone was so relaxed and ordinary, as if what he had just staked was not an astonishing sum of $50 billion, but just 500 yuan of money to buy vegetables.

In the VIP room, there was a burst of exclamations one after another.

"Wocao, he really staked it all in!"

Abdul gasped.

"Mada, what a madman!"

Leonardo's eyes were filled with shock.

The muscles on Omar's face froze suddenly, and his clenched fists trembled slightly.

His eyes, while full of shock, began to appear more and more fierce lights!

What he feared most finally happened.

This shocked and angered him at the same time.

Although he had already guessed that Ye Hao might bet all the $50 billion, he still couldn't believe it until Ye Hao really pushed all the $50 billion chips into the pot.

That's a whole $50 billion!

Coupled with the bet placed before, Ye Hao has already bet 60 billion US dollars into it!

In Omar's heart, he was caught in a fierce battle of ideas.

Truth be told, he wanted to fold!

Ye Hao was so crazy that he didn't even look at the hole cards, so he made such an astonishing huge bet.

This sent a shudder down the sleeve for Omar.

But Omar couldn't just give up.

He's already staked $10 billion!

If you fold now, the $10 billion will be cheaper for Ye Hao!

Ma, do you want to use the $60 billion to scare Lao Tzu away?

I, Omar, have fought in Africa for many years and killed countless people, when have I ever flinched?

No, you can't fold!

We must fight to the end!

Grass, Ye Hao Zhen Nyima is a damn bastard! Forcing Lao Tzu to make such a dangerous decision!

Damn it!

After a very fierce ideological struggle, Omar finally made up his mind to fight Ye Hao to the end.

He felt that judging from his current card type, there was still a high probability that he would be able to win against Ye Hao.

His hand is a pair of 7Js, and although he is not completely sure, he is not without any hope of winning. The most important thing is that Ye Hao has never looked at the hole cards at all.

The ghost only knew what Ye Hao's hole cards were.

Perhaps, Ye Hao's hole cards are just two very bad cards!

Thinking of this, Omar gritted his teeth and beckoned Qian Weihao over.

"Qian Weihao, bring me another $50 billion in chips!"

After Qian Weihao walked over, he glanced at Omar irritably, but did not speak.

"Qian Weihao, didn't you hear me?! Get me another $50 billion in chips!"

Omar roared.

"Uh...... , General, it's no problem to exchange chips, but you have to remit 50 billion US dollars into our casino account first! Just like Ye Dong did just now!"

Qian Weihao said coldly.

Qian Weihao knows that Omar's net worth is only about 40 billion US dollars, and he can't take out so much money at all.

Qian Weihao's words, like a basin of cold water, suddenly woke up Omar.

Omar was so nervous just now that he wasn't particularly clear-headed. He had forgotten that he couldn't come up with that much money at all.

At this time, the black officers brought by Omar ran out of the rest area and came to Omar's side.

They were horrified when they heard that the general was going to make such a big bet.

These black officers are all Omar's henchmen, and they all know that Omar can't actually come up with that much money.

"General, otherwise, this game will be over!"

An officer whispered.

"Fart! Lao Tzu has already bet $10.1 billion, don't you want it?! Do you know how much that is? That's $10.1 billion!"

Omar lost control of his emotions and yelled at the top of his lungs.

"But, General, we can't come up with that much money!"

The officer said gloomily.

"Nonsense! Who said you can't get it?! You should immediately call your subordinates in China and ask them to arrest the chairmen of the Kukana Bank and the Sroder Bank for me! Isn't it just $50 billion? Wouldn't it be enough to arrest a few people and copy a few banks?"

Omar shouted.

"Huh?!"

When the officer heard this, he screamed.

Although they had often done what Omar had ordered before, they had never been so cruel and excessive as this one.

$50 billion is not a small amount. They are very poor in that country, and there are some private banks, but they are not very large. To raise $50 billion, at least five or six banks would have to be raided.

No matter how cruel the officer was, he knew that if he did this kind of thing, it would cause chaos in the whole country.

He didn't dare to agree, and stood aside, helpless and panicked.

"Madamn, didn't you hear me? Go get the money!

Omar yelled.

"General, do you want to think about it again? After all, ......"

The officer said in embarrassment.

"Consider Nima!"

Suddenly, Omar reached out and snatched the officer's pistol from his waist.

Immediately after, he aimed at the officer's head, pulled the trigger, and shot him in the head!

Bang!

Shots rang out.

The officer's head burst open, and a plume of blood poured out, and he fell at Omar's feet.

"Who would dare to question my orders?!"

Omar stared at the remaining shivering officers and yelled viciously.