Foolish Plan Page #3

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An Jing.

Don't pawn it.

Dazhi and I both work for casinos.

If word gets out,

it'd be a shame for Dazhi.

I got money.

50% interest as usual.

So...

Deal?

Son.

Where do you think we should sell her to?

India.

Where there are too few women for so many men.

India.

Pay your gambling debt with prostitution.

Pack her up.

Do you also want to go play in India?

Free shipping for you, dear.

The young master said

Thailand.

Pack them up.

No!

I don't want to be a shemale!

I don't want that!

No!

Let me call Dazhi.

Don't bother.

I'll call him.

Cash or check?

No Cash.

Check.

Okay.

Thirteen, I'll go take a call.

Sir, here's your check of one billion won.

Please keep it.

It's a bearer check, so anyone can cash it.

Gangdan.

Long time no see.

What's up?

An Jing owes me some money in Vegas Casino.

Please come here and take care of it.

Okay, I'll be right there.

Thirteen.

Sorry, I have to excuse myself.

Mention my name at the New Royal Casino.

Everything will be fine.

Dazhi, what's wrong?

Nothing. Just a small problem.

Tell me about it.

I'll take care of it for you.

No, thanks. I'll see you later.

Hey, come back soon.

Okay, okay.

Dazhi.

They owe us 500 million won.

Old rules.

Interest included.

A total of one billion won.

I'm not paying back for them.

So cut it in half.

200 million.

No.

Buddy, buddy.

You can't just rule us out like this.

The three of us are a team.

So we should share weal and woe together.

Buddy.

It doesn't make sense that

she took 30% of my winnings,

and now I have to pay my debt on my own.

That's clearly a double standard.

I'm not a coward.

If we were in Beijing,

I'd pay them without hesitance.

I own a quadrangle courtyard in Beijing.

I know you are from the streets in South Korean.

If you help us weather the storm this time,

I'll pay you back with interest

when we go back to Beijing.

I'm Samson at Gaza now,

but I'm still Samson, right?

Enough talk.

I don't care how you split the debt.

If you don't pay me back

before 12 o'clock tomorrow,

my son will send them to God knows where.

Our boss said,

if you don't pay him back

before 12 o'clock tomorrow,

our young master

will sell them to God knows where.

No, no, no, no.

You can't sell us.

Check.

Tell me about it. I'll take care of it for you.

Okay.

12 o'clock tomorrow.

I'll pay.

I'm taking her

out of here.

You know the rules.

You can't take her.

One of you two,

go get money with him.

You go.

You go.

You.

You.

You.

You.

How about I go?

You spank me, and I spank you.

Dazhi, come and play with us.

Thirteen, I want to ask a favor of you.

Does it has to be now?

Let's go.

Dazhi, tell me about it.

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