There were princes who had their homes confiscated, and they were caught by the handful.
Some were copied by the emperor, and some were copied by brothers after failing in the struggle.
But that is a fight between gods, and if you lose, you will lose to someone of the same class.
But what a shame it is for a prince to have his house confiscated and his doorstep bullied because he owes money to a wealthy businessman?
If nothing else, if this situation is not restored, Zhou Che will definitely become a laughing stock!
Gai Yue's eyes turned cold and he asked softly: "Your Highness, do you want to kill everyone?"
"You can't take action. If you do, it will give them even more leverage!"
Huangfu Yun walked out and took out a piece of ancient jade: "This is the ancient jade passed down from the Huangfu family..."
"no!"
Zhou Che and Qian Feng spoke at the same time.
The latter had a mean smile on his face: "It doesn't matter any ancient jade, I don't think it's worth anything. However, if you are willing to come with me, I can slow him down for a few days with these things..."
Snapped!
Before he finished speaking, a slap fell on his face.
Qian Feng staggered back a step, his face swollen at the same time.
However, this time, he did not give in. Instead, he stared at Zhou Che and smiled sinisterly: "Your Highness is so majestic!"
"Yes, you are a nobleman from Tianhuang. I can only recognize you after you hit me."
"But so what? I ransacked your home!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Also, as a prince, if you can't pay back the money, you get angry and hit people. This seems to be a sign of unethicalness, right?"
"Master He, you saw it with your own eyes. Remember to speak up for me when the time comes!"
"His Highness does things that I would not dare to criticize." He Changlin cupped his hands, still looking polite: "It's just that I hope His Highness will still consider his reputation."
Snapped!
Zhou Che slapped Qian Feng in the face again.
This time it was so powerful that Qian Feng couldn't hold it back and howled miserably on the spot.
One tooth fell to the ground, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zhou Che angrily and puzzled.
Zhou Che smiled coldly: "Reputation? I already have a lot of notoriety. Am I still afraid of adding to this?"
boom!
He kicked Qian Feng in the stomach again and knocked the man to the ground. He was speechless in pain.
"You two, listen to me, my house is not that easy to steal."
"get out!"
Qian Feng calmed down and seemed to have wanted to indulge in his mouth.
"Why ask for a beating?"
He Changlin shook his head at him and handed over to Zhou Che: "I'm resigning."
The group of people took away all Zhou Che's property and servants.
The night wind blew.
In the mansion, only the wooden door was left, shaking and wailing.
Looking at the back of the figure standing in front of the door, Huangfu Yun walked over and held his hand: "It's okay..."
She has been like this for so many years.
I try to be as harsh as possible on Zhou Che on weekdays, hoping that he can get better after being hopeless.
But once something goes wrong, he immediately removes his seriousness and comforts her gently.
Zhou Che felt warm in his heart and took advantage of the situation to squeeze his lubricating hand: "Of course it's okay."
"It's just a house raid. Is it as scary as being exiled for three thousand miles?"
"It's not terrible to lose face. It's terrible to lose face and not get it back."
A figure crawled out quietly, sticking to the ground.
Zhou Che pointed his hand: "Bring him here, I have something to ask him."
"yes."
Gai Yue walked over, picked up the old beggar's collar, and made his feet lift off the ground again.
"Don't... don't kill me!"
"I was wrong, I didn't know that you were His Highness the Sixth Prince."
"Damn it, damn it! I didn't see anything tonight, wuwuwu..."
The old beggar thought that Zhou Che wanted to kill him to vent his anger and silence him, so he was so frightened that his face turned pale and he cried and screamed.
Zhou Che asked calmly: "Do you want to take revenge?"
The crying stopped immediately.
Then, he said with a depressed face: "Your Highness, you think too highly of me..."
"I don't need you to take action." Zhou Che narrowed his eyes: "Qian's opened a casino, so he must have a lot of enemies, right?"
"If anyone knows how to bet, please take me there to find them."
The old beggar was stunned again.
The next moment, his eyes were red and full of anger: "Okay!"
Anyone who does clean business is surrounded by enemies.
What's more, Qian is doing something inherently unclean?
Outside Luojing, there are markets scattered one after another.
Among them, there is a mixture of fish and dragons.
The old beggar dragged his lame leg, lifted up the smelly mats and quilts one by one, and called people out: "Do you want revenge?"
"Repay your mother!"
A foot poked out from under the quilt and kicked him to the ground.
The old beggar took out the coins given by Huangfu Yun and threw them away.
Uh-huh!
The man got up and quickly helped him up: "Grandpa, I didn't hurt you, right? What do you want your grandson to do?"
One person is awakened one after another.
Huangfu Yun frowned: "Can these people be used?"
The other princes recruit people who are either celebrities from aristocratic families, Confucian scholars, or famous martial artists...
Come to Zhou Che to win over the beggar?
Zhou Che smiled slightly: "The dirtier it is, the cleaner it is."
These people are at the bottom and can no longer be at the bottom. There is no force behind them and there is no hope for their lives.
If you take them for revenge and give them a bowl of rice to eat, how can they not sacrifice their lives for you?
Soon, there were fifty or sixty people gathered.
The old beggar told Zhou Che: Qian was able to get up only because his hands were stained with blood, and he had many more enemies.
However, more people were killed directly by Qian, or died slowly.
There are a lot of gamblers here, and the default rule in the casino is: come and do business, and keep people alive.
Those who cheat or win too much and are not enlightened usually cut off their arms or something, directly killing people and frightening other guests.
"This is Nie Tingfeng, the Saint of Gamblers." The old beggar pointed at a man with unkempt hair and a rough face.
Zhou Che narrowed his mind: "Real gambling saint or fake gambling saint?"
"The Gambling Saint is real, but he's just a bit stupid." One person said coldly: "He is originally from Jiangnan. Because of his excellent gambling skills, he came to the capital to make a fortune. But he didn't have a good eye, so he went to win money from the Qian family. It’s like this~”
Under his long hair, his face was covered with black oil. He spoke calmly:
"In October of the previous year, a descendant of the Qian family insulted my wife."
"I couldn't get angry, so I went to Qian's to destroy the market and won all the chips in the market."
"Qian became so angry that he dispersed the people around him, pushed me down on the gaming table, and grabbed my hand to help me place my bets."
"Two handfuls, bankrupt."
"They cooperated with the government and ransacked my home, took away my wife, and cut off both of my ears."
Zhou Che nodded and asked directly: "Can you still win?"
Nie Tingfeng was extremely calm: "I never lose."
"Very good." Zhou Che was satisfied with the answer: "Follow me."
"I have a condition." Nie Tingfeng said.
"explain."
He who was suddenly calm suddenly became crazy and said ferociously: "Whoever takes my wife, I will kill his whole family!"
Zhou Che looked at him and nodded: "Yes."
