Chapter 287 Killed Him

Gary felt excruciating pain continuously in his wrist. And the blood from his wrist was constantly dripping onto the ground. Gary looked at Tristan's smile and then at the bodyguards lying all around him. Gary's eyes became chilly. "Tristan, you remember. You'll regret it!" The blood loss from the wrist made Gary feel dizzy. "Okay." Tristan nodded, "I'll wait. But we have to settle our accounts. According to the rules on the gambling table, the cheater should have a hand cut off. But you hit my man, and according to my rules, you have to give me your life." The smile on Tristan's face became wider. Tristan picked up the machete still embedded in the solid wood coffee table again and walked slowly towards Gary. Gary's expression changed suddenly. "Tristan! What do you want to do? You want to kill me?" "It's obvious." Tristan shrugged his shoulders. "I do want to kill you." "Do you know who I am?"