"This station is out of order. It's temporarily suspended. Please change the channel."
A security guard said to everyone.
Huang Ming didn't say anything, and left the table and came to a table where he was playing with sifting cups and guessing the size.
Not only Huang Ming, but everyone on the original stage also came to this stage with Huang Ming.
"If you haven't placed your bet yet, place your bet quickly. The more you buy, the more you get. If you buy it, you will leave it. If you buy it, you will leave it."
A "beautiful" croupier with a white face but dark skin below her neck was pressing the sieve cup and shouting loudly.
"I bet on the leopard."
Huang Ming still won with one bet, and the chips in his hand became more than 600,000.
"Brother, you can't play anymore. We suspect you are cheating. Please come with us."
The two security guards had turned into four, and they surrounded Huang Ming with short sticks.
"What are you doing, what are you doing? Can't we win? Why do you say we are cheating?".
Before Huang Ming could speak, the gamblers who had won money with him were already shouting.
"That's right, we've lost a lot of money, and things are changing today, why don't you let us play."
"You can keep playing, but this person can't play anymore."
Several security guards couldn't help but push the crowd away with short sticks and pulled Huang Ming away from the gaming table.
Huang Ming didn't resist. His ransom was enough. Since he only planned to use the money to redeem people, it was just right to go see the lobby manager at this time.
Huang Ming was taken to a separate room. There was nothing in this room except a square table and four chairs.
But what Huang Ming didn't expect was that as soon as he entered the room, he was beaten with a short stick by a security guard behind him. The other security guards also started punching and kicking Huang Ming.
"Your sister's".
Huang Ming immediately became furious. He did not expect that these security guards would suddenly take action.
He has physical refining skills, so he will be fine even if he is slashed a few times, let alone being beaten a few times.
But he was an immortal cultivator, or an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and he was actually beaten by a few ordinary security guards.
This is equivalent to capsizing a boat in the gutter. If this were to spread, it would be a big loss.
Huang Ming was furious, and he knocked the four people to the ground in an instant, and all of them had their hands or feet broken.
The room immediately erupted with bursts of painful whines and screams, "Ah, ah...".
"Damn it, so this is how you treat people who win money?"
Huang Ming immediately understood why Lao Li would be imprisoned and beaten.
It's okay to lose money, but not to win money. Not only will you get beaten up, but you also have to find someone to redeem you with money. This is obviously a fire pit.
"Don't hit me, brother. We were wrong. We were just following orders. Please spare us."
A security guard who looked like the leader held his broken arm and begged loudly for mercy.
"Acting on orders? Sister, you guys beat a lot of people here, right? You are the one being beaten by labor and management!".
Huang Ming went up and kicked him again, but this time he didn't use much force. He was just venting his anger.
"Don't fight, don't fight, brother, I was wrong, really wrong."
The man again begged for mercy.
"Go, call your lobby manager, and everyone else will kneel down in a row in front of the labor and management."
"Yes, yes, brother, I'm going, I'm going."
The leading security guard was eager to go out and fetch reinforcements, so he covered his arms and exited the room.
Three or four minutes later, the door opened, and five or six men with crew cuts and camouflage uniforms rushed in.
Afterwards, a middle-aged man wearing a suit on top walked in slowly.
"How dare you come here to look for trouble? Brother, are you tired of living?"
Rong Jinan asked.
"That's right, I'm here to cause trouble. I'm here to bet big money."
Huang Ming said the code word for redemption.
"Are you here to bet big money?".
Rong Jinan was surprised.
"Since you are here to bet big money, why do you still go to the venue to look for trouble?".
"I have no money. How can I bet big if I don't win some money?"
Huang Ming smiled.
"Eh? Boy, you're not too arrogant. You have to understand the situation. This is Shan State, not China. I don't care what your background is. Since you are here, you must act according to our rules."
Seeing that Huang Ming was very calm, Long Jinan suspected that Huang Ming might have some background, so he didn't get angry.
"Rules? You guys call these rules? Humph, okay, I won't talk nonsense to you. I'll take a step back. I don't need the money I just won. You just let my friend go."
Huang Ming didn't want to waste time and spoke frankly.
"Brother? It seems that you didn't hear clearly what I just said. I said, no matter what your background is, you have to follow our rules when you get here, otherwise it is normal for a few people to die here."
"Oh, really? It seems like there is no need to talk about it? I didn't want to cause trouble, I just wanted to take the person away quietly, but you don't understand each other, so I have no choice but to use force."
After Huang Ming finished speaking, he stood up with a "swish".
"Use violence? Haha."
Long Jinan smiled, and the crew-cut men behind him pointed their guns at Huang Ming.
Huang Ming was a little hesitant. Although this place was outside the country, it was not a secluded world for cultivating immortals. If these people were really killed, it would probably attract the attention of the world, and maybe that Yinlongsi would also come to cause trouble for him.
But if he couldn't scare these people without showing his hand, Huang Ming felt a little embarrassed for a while.
"What? Aren't you going to be violent? Come on?"
Seeing that Huang Ming didn't move, Long Jinan began to feel proud.
Huang Ming smiled, said nothing, and gently placed his right hand on the square table in front of him and moved the Flame Palm.
The Stacked Flame Palm is the second level of his "Fire Flame Technique". It is a fire attack spell based on stacking.
The fire waves stack up and the attack is like a tidal wave. When practiced to the extreme, seventy-two layers of fire waves can be superimposed and blasted out together, which is infinitely powerful.
However, Huang Ming only used the first layer. He wanted to confirm his guess first.
I saw this square table made of pine wood, instantly changing from wood grain color to black and red, and then "sud", it turned into ashes.
There was no trace of flame in the whole process, and only two or three seconds passed.
"You, you are a priest? Oh no, you are a Chinese immortal cultivator?".
Rong Jinan screamed.
Huang Ming was about to speak, but he saw this cage man suddenly "swish" and kneel down.
"Big, big, master, I didn't know that one of the debtors was your friend. I, I, I will let him go right now."
"Hey, it seems you know a lot?"
Huang Ming smiled. When he saw this man wearing a cage, he suddenly thought of the old shaman Xiu Jiang from Wa Bang.
Xiaomengla borders Wabang, and the casino is the place with the most miscellaneous news. Maybe the man in charge has heard of the witch cultivator.
Of course, Huang Ming was not sure. He used spells both to test and to intimidate.
But I didn't expect that this cage guy actually knew. In that case, things would be easier to handle.
