Dirty streets.
Duobaofang.
"big big big!"
"Little! Open the little one for me!"
"Open! Drive quickly!"
A group of gamblers gathered at the dice table.
Most losers have red eyes and look like crazy people.
The few who won money were not proud for a long time before they vomited it back again when they placed bets.
This goes on and on, no matter how much money you have in your pocket, it will all be left on the table of Duobaofang.
This place can be said to be the largest gold selling cave in Taiping Town.
It is also the most profitable business in Mr. Hu's hands. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is making money every day.
Upstairs in the gambling house.
Mr. Hu, who was dressed in short-game attire, played with the smooth jade in his hand and listened attentively to what the people under his hands were saying.
He has broad shoulders and a broad back, and a fierce look on his face.
From the corner of his eye to his chin, a hideous scar added a bit of evil to him.
Not long after, Master Hu looked into the crowd and asked in a low voice: "Where did that bastard Zhou Dao die?"
Sensing that he was a little dissatisfied, the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks beside him quickly handed over the tea: "Master Hu, I didn't see the third child, maybe he went out to find a job."
Mr. Hu took a sip of tea and showed a fierce look in his eyes: "It's a stupid thing. He borrowed money from his own casino and refused to pay it back. If it weren't for his sister's sake, I would break his stupid legs!"
All the local gangsters were obedient and did not dare to say a word.
Zhou Dao's sister is none other than Master Hu's fifth concubine.
On weekdays, Wednesday Dao used this status to do random things.
This time, he actually borrowed money from Duobao Square (high-profit gambling money), but ended up defaulting on the loan.
Mr. Hu can turn a blind eye to other matters.
But defaulting on his debt in a gambling shop would be like a slap in the face!
If word spreads about Wednesday's Knife and other people follow his example, what should they do?
Kill them all?
That's courting death!
The money he paid for filial piety to the county government every year could not cover such a big thing.
Therefore, these years of rules must not be broken.
Once it is broken and his prestige is gone, no one is afraid of him, the Tiger Lord, and his good days are over.
"Master Hu, please calm down!"
The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said flatteringly: "The third child is smart and ruthless. He can definitely settle the bill of more than ten taels of silver."
Mr. Hu pondered for a moment, and after thinking about the same truth, he gave a faint 'hmm'.
Then he squinted his eyes and looked downstairs, admiring the shouts of the gamblers.
What he liked most was the scene in front of him.
In this gambling house, you come in alive and carry out the dead.
Rolling in the mud, even humans became ghosts.
The appearance of greedy, angry and foolish sentient beings was the most comfortable scenery in his eyes.
The feeling of being able to control the fate of countless people with just a few clicks made him want to stop.
After watching for a long time, Mr. Hu suddenly said slowly: "Where is Li Fang?"
The man immediately replied: "Master Li went to find Miss Hong."
Master Hu frowned.
Li Fang was the guard he hired.
In this small town of Taiping, a ninth-grade martial artist was enough to keep him safe and sound.
But this guy relies on his talent and is arrogant, so it's okay to contradict him a lot.
Recently, I often go to the brothels in Dirty Street to soak in the brothels, and I go there for the whole day.
He said he was a guard, but in fact he hired an ancestor.
However, he asked Li Fang to be his guard just to act as a front.
There are four or five forces in Dirty Street, but no one can really threaten him. Keeping a ninth-grade martial artist by his side is just for peace of mind.
The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks is the best at observing people's emotions. He said cautiously: "Master Hu, if something happens to you, can I go over and invite Master Li back?"
Mr. Hu relaxed his brows and waved his hands and said, "That's all. It's rare for him to be so interested. It's raining heavily outside now, so there's no need to make him bother."
The words fell.
He seemed to have remembered something again, and said calmly: "Is that Miss Hong the chick that I just caught some time ago?"
"Yes, Mr. Hu opened the buds yourself!"
The man laughed.
A winking look.
The gangsters next to him suddenly showed lewd expressions and laughed a few times.
"It turned out to be her. No wonder Li Fang was seduced." Mr. Hu recalled the scene at that time and felt hot in his lower abdomen. He whispered to the man: "Go and ask if there is any good stuff and arrange it for me." , remember, want the best!”
The man understood and nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"
He immediately turned around and trotted downstairs.
Before I ran halfway, I bumped into someone on the stairs.
The man staggered when he was hit, and said "ouch" in his mouth.
When he saw that it was the rogue guarding the gate, he immediately cursed: "Are you fucking blind!? You are so impetuous in your work. If you bump into Mr. Tiger, I will kill you!"
"Tiger, tiger..."
The rogue had garlic mixed in his mouth, his face was full of panic, and he was stumbling.
The man raised his hand and slapped him across the face, glared and said, "Can't you speak human words anymore?"
Before the rogue could reply, downstairs in the main hall, the door of the gambling house seemed to have been blown open, and sawdust was flying in an instant!
Bang! The broken door panel fell to the ground, shocking the punters in the room.
Chu Qiu stepped through the door panel, put away the wet umbrella and placed it next to her.
He raised his eyes and asked with a smile: "I want to ask you something, which one of you here is called Master Hu?"
The scene was deathly silent.
Click!
An unprovoked sound!
Mr. Hu, who was sitting on the second floor, pinched the jade in his hand and said with a faint smile: "It's really strange. There are still people coming to the dirty streets to seek death these days?"
He gave the men next to him a look.
The clever one understood immediately, sneaked away from the side and ran to find that 'Li Fang'.
Mr. Hu is cautious and suspicious by nature. Even if he looks at Chu Qiu's tender face, he will not underestimate his enemy.
"Is that you?" Chu Qiu looked up to the second floor and said, "I'm not seeking death, I just came to have a chat with you."
Chu Qiu walked up the stairs while talking.
A group of gangsters immediately blocked the stairs and took out all kinds of bright machetes.
The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks held a short stick in his hand, pointed at Chu Qiu and said sternly: "Stop! You dare to come to the dirty street..."
Don't wait for him to finish.
Chu Qiu's hand was like lightning, and the sleeves of his robe were rolled up, making the sound of howling wind.
A slap in the face made the man roll his eyes, his body tilted, he broke through the handrail of the stairs and rolled down.
His body hit a gambling table hard, knocking over the dice cup, and a lot of copper coins and broken silver flew all over the floor.
This incident woke up the group of gamblers.
After several screams, everyone immediately ran out in panic.
There are also people who have quick eyes and quick hands. They pick up the money, stuff it into their arms, and then run away after grabbing it!
In the blink of an eye, all the guests on the first floor of the casino dispersed.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Hu turned blue with anger, and stared at the figure halfway up the stairs with a pair of gnawing eyes: "You are really not afraid of death. Tell me what you want to do with me."
Chu Qiu's slap really scared all the gangsters.
Every time he took a step, the gangsters would retreat back in unison.
When he walked up to the second floor, no one dared to block his way.
Chu Qiu smiled and asked, "Is Zhou Dao one of your subordinates?"
Master Hu had a cold face and did not reply.
Chu Qiu wrote lightly: "He was killed by me."
There was a grunt.
Several ruffians swallowed subconsciously.
Zhou Zhoudao, who was considered the better fighter among them, was actually killed by this young Taoist priest?
How powerful is this guy?
A group of ruffians who bully the weak and fear the strong. No matter how arrogant they are in normal times, it will not be so easy to mention them again if they are scared away.
Seeing that none of his men dared to step forward, Master Hu narrowed his eyes and said, "Just kill a loser. What about the second thing?"
"Easy to say." Chu Qiu chuckled and put the hilt of his sword on his hand, "The second thing is, I'll send you to see him!"
Clang!
The long sword was unsheathed and a piercing cold light was swung out.
Master Hu's face changed drastically, and he overturned the tea table with his right hand, which he had already prepared, and tried to use the wooden table to block the sword!
At the same time, he drew out a sharp blade from his waist, like a hungry tiger pounced on.
He bowed his waist and ran around, stabbing Chu Qiu in the chest and abdomen!
