The whole place was silent!
The sound of the scholar falling out alarmed the gamblers around him.
They stopped playing the dice, put down their chips, and looked at the scholar with all their eyes.
This scene is like dominoes.
More gamblers stopped their actions and came over one after another.
The originally noisy and crazy gambling house suddenly became quiet, and everyone stared curiously at the young man who made the move.
This is Hepo Gambling House!
There are thousands of gambling houses in Kyoto, but Hepo Gambling House can be ranked among the top three!
The ability to grow a gambling house to this extent does not rely on credibility or expertise, but on force and power.
How many years!
No one has ever dared to cause trouble in a gambling house!
Many gamblers looked at the rare situation in front of them, how could they still be in the mood to continue?
They succeed as a gambling house and fail as a gambling house!
If they could see the gambling house being smashed and the manager beaten, that would be more fun than them winning money.
The old man standing not far away.
He stared at the young man in front of him with his mouth open, and sneered: "What a guy! You actually dare to hit people in Hepo Gambling Shop. You have had enough. Come on!"
The old man shouted.
Thugs emerged from the crowd.
A dozen or so people!
The old man pointed at the young man and said in a hateful voice: "If you dare to smash Hepo's place, you will be beaten to death by me. Beat him half to death and send him to the Yamen."
"yes!"
The thugs stared at the young man, their eyes glowing red, and they were gearing up.
The young man looked indifferent.
He took out a token from his waist and threw it into the old man's hand: "Read the words on the sign clearly, and then think about what to say."
"hey-hey."
The old man sneered.
Seeing that the sign in his hand was heavy, he weighed it with his hands and said with joy on his face: "It's actually made of a piece of gold. Let me see where you come from..."
The words are not finished yet.
The old man had already seen the words on the token... Zhenjiang Mansion.
See these three words.
The old man's hand shook slightly, and the coldness on his face disappeared: "It turns out that you are the master of Zhenjiang Mansion, but you can't make trouble with Po. I am very familiar with your Lin Qian affairs."
Hear this.
The young man looked a little surprised.
Seeing the change in the young man's face, the old man said with some pride: "You know about Lin Qian, right? He is the worshiper of our gambling house, and we have to pay tens of thousands of taels every month..."
While talking.
The old man turned the token over... Qian Shi Ling.
See these three words.
The old man suddenly looked at the young man, his expression changed greatly: "You, you, are you Lin Qianshi?"
The boy said nothing.
The old man looked at the young man with his eyes, and saw that the young man had a slender figure, a delicate face, handsome features, a hint of gloom in his brows, and a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Such a look!
At this age!
This is clearly Lin Cheng, Lin Qianshi!
The old man turned pale with fright... Lin Qianshi even dared to break into Prince Jiang's Mansion, and he was fine after breaking in. This shows his strength and background.
There are even rumors.
This Lin Qianshi was the consort appointed by the Queen.
Originally planning to deal with the thugs who came forward, they were frightened to stop after hearing that the young man was the rumored Lin Qian.
They are here to beat people to make money, not to die.
The faces of the gamblers watching the excitement are even more exciting!
In their opinion, this Lin Qianshi was a good official who specialized in dealing with evil officials and bad people. This was a fun time to watch.
The old man took a deep breath.
He respectfully returned the token, but Lin Cheng did not reach out to take it.
"Aren't you going to beat me half to death?"
Lin Cheng looked at the old man and pointed at the thugs who had retreated a dozen steps, with a slight smile on his face: "Let them do it, I will never fight back."
"Just a joke, just a joke..."
The old man bent down, holding the token, and hurriedly explained.
"Are you kidding me?"
Lin Cheng looked away from the old man, and with a movement of his hand, he caught the scholar who was trying to leave secretly, grabbed him by the neck, and threw him to the ground.
The scholar felt that his internal organs were about to be broken.
He looked at Lin Cheng in front of him in fear, too scared to say a word.
In front of this person, the steward of the gambling house is like a dog.
How could he be offended by a scholar like him?
Lin Cheng looked at the scholar and said coldly: "It's in vain that you have studied for so many years, and you have descended to the point of betting on your wife and selling your daughter. Betting on dogs, you will die a good death!"
Hear the words.
There was a hint of shame on the scholar's face.
However, Lin Cheng ignored the other party and looked at the old man again: "I heard you say just now that I am a tribute to your gambling house? Why didn't I know about this?"
"Please, sir, don't ask, don't ask..."
The old man had a pleading look on his face and muttered these words repeatedly.
"Ah!"
Lin Cheng sneered.
When he came here, he originally wanted to take away the Jianghu people who started killing people, but unexpectedly he encountered a situation where a fox was pretending to be a tiger.
The dignified Lin Qianshi actually became a tribute to the gambling house?
Becoming a gambling house’s protective umbrella?
Looking at the old man, Lin Cheng said sternly: "Call your boss here, I want to see how brave he is to play tricks on Lin's reputation."
The old man stood motionless.
"Someone is coming."
Lin Cheng shouted.
More than 20 Zhenjiang guards in regular uniforms sprang out from the crowd. They stood behind Lin Cheng and said respectfully: "Master Qianshi, please give me your orders!"
Although they are now six-door people.
But since it was a pilot project, his identity was still Zhenjiang Guard.
Lin Cheng looked around the gambling house.
He stretched out his hand and pointed casually: "You guys are here to hit me as hard as you can, until the person behind the scenes is willing to come out! Don't let anyone present, they are all witnesses."
"yes!"
Give an order.
More than twenty masters immediately used force.
In an instant.
More than twenty tables were smashed into pieces, and dice, Pai Gow, and various chips were flying everywhere.
The old man looked at the miserable situation in front of him.
His face was full of panic, and he shouted: "Stop smashing it, I will call the master right now. Lin Qianshi, please ask these adults to stop, if you smash it again, it will be over."
"Keep smashing!"
Lin Cheng pointed to the statue enshrined in the gambling house again.
The one-foot-tall statue of the God of Wealth, covered with gold foil, looked at the gambling house with compassion.
Snap!
Snap!
A clever Zhenjiang guard picked up a chair and smashed the statue to pieces.
When the old man saw this, he was frightened to death.
He spread his legs and ran towards the upstairs of the gambling house, shouting: "Master, come out quickly! Lin Qianshi is about to lift the roof."
It seemed like I heard movement.
On the top floor, a room exploded and countless wood chips fell down.
Lin Cheng felt a surge of true energy in his body, knocking away the falling wood chips, and stared closely at the movement on the top floor.
Of course, many gamblers do not have Lin Cheng's strength.
They covered the wood chips while looking at the roof.
Under the gaze of many eyes, a tall and plump figure appeared on the top of the building. The man slowly lowered his head, fixed his gaze on Lin Cheng, and let out a strange laugh.
next moment.
This tall and plump figure jumped directly from the top floor.
There was a bang.
The ground exploded, and some people were unable to dodge and were crushed into a pulp by the opponent's fat body.
