Gambling, two men's contest

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Han Zixin opened the newsletter, quickly read it, confused said: "Let you open the e-mail... It's a strange number!"

"E-mail?" Yan Ruochuan gave a gentle hiss, a slight frown, and the gray eyes froze.

"Hmm!" Han Zixin answered, then went to pick up the computer and came over. Under Yan Ruocheng's instructions, his finger rapped on the keyboard.

The e-mail was sent by a stranger. Hanzi opened it and looked at the content instinctively... From the beginning of doubts, gradually, she stared, and then... She read the mail quickly with a look of astonishment, and in the end, as if afraid of misreading herself, she...