The name Vengeance sounds like the name of a killer, but Vengeance is not a killer. He is a businessman and the owner of a casino.

Sun Yubo did not know about revenge, nor did he see revenge. He didn't even know that there was revenge in the world. He wanted to kill revenge because of one person - Wan Yu.

Wan Yu is not an amazing person. He is just the owner of a small inn, but he is Sun Yu Bo’s friend. Everyone has times when they are in a down and out, and Sun Yu Bo is no exception. When Sun Yu Bo was in a down and out in the past, Wan Yu took him in. The biggest feature of Sun Yu Bo’s person is that he has a good memory.

He not only holds grudges, but also remembers graces.

Because of this, Sun Yu Bo has never forgotten Wan Yu over the years and is very good to Wan Yu. But now Sun Yu Bo has no way to treat Wan Yu - Wan Yu is dead.

There is no way for a living person to be good to the dead, because a dead person is a dead person.

The person who killed Wan Yu was revenge.

The gay killing of Wan Yu is not because Wan Yu owes the gambling debts of Vanguard. In fact, Wan Yu never gambles with others in his life. The gay killing of Wan Yu is just because he looks at Wan Yu's daughter, but Wan Yu is unwilling to betroth his daughter to a bully. The gay holds a grudge, finds an opportunity to kill Wan Yu, and steals Wan Yu's daughter.

Half a month later, Wan Yu's daughter was also killed by revenge.

As soon as Sun Yubo got the news, he ordered Feng Wuhen to take the life of revenge.

Feng Wuhen completely figured out the whole story. He had to admit that Sun Yubo did have a reason to kill revenge, and he had to admit that people like revenge should be damned, and even without Sun Yubo, he would have killed revenge.

The goal is clear and the purpose is clear. The key is how to kill.

There are many ways to kill people. Han Tang is proficient in killing methods, and Feng Wuhen is also proficient in some aspects. Even in some aspects, the only thing that Feng Wuhen is not as good as Han Tang is his experience in killing people.

Although there are many ways to kill people, the most terrifying one is assassination.

Throughout history, countless invincible strong men died under assassination.

Assassination is undoubtedly the most terrifying and easiest and fastest way.

However, Feng Wuhen could not use assassination to deal with vendetta. Because Sun Yubo not only wanted vendetta, but also wanted to use vendetta to tell everyone: no matter who touched his friend, he would pay the price, even if his friend was an unknown person.

This is to establish authority.

Some people need to establish authority, while others do not, while people like Sun Yubo need to establish authority. Only when prestige is established can the Sun Mansion stand firm and no one dares to provoke it.

Feng Wuhen doesn't like assassination, and Sun Yubo's decision is very consistent with his wishes.

Next, Feng Wuhen spent seventeen days rushing to the town where Vengeance was located. Then Jinyin opened the way, and another fifteen days spent investigating Vengeance's living habits and specific people and things he contacted. After all, Feng Wuhen came to the Golden Lion Gambling House after he figured out everything.

At this time, although the end of the year is approaching, there are quite a few people who bet on big bets, and many of them are rich merchants. They spend a lot of money and don’t frown.

Feng Wuhen had been to the gambling house in the past and had bet with people, but he was not a gambler and had no interest in gambling. In the past, he went to the gambling house mostly just to watch Han Tang kill people.

Today I came to the gambling house again, but this time I was no longer watching Han Tang kill people, but to kill people by myself.

Feng Wuhen paused in front of the Golden Lion Gambling House for a moment, and Han Tang's figure appeared in his mind, but it was quickly extinguished - he was not here to recall the past, but to kill people.

Feng Wuhen sat down at a gambling table casually.

The dice is betting here.

As soon as Feng Wuhen sat down, he bet.

He bets and everyone looked at him.

In a casino, everyone will only pay attention to one type of person - those who dare to place heavy bets.

Although Feng Wuhen did not spend a lot of money, he bet every time he bet was 500 taels.

Although there are many gamblers here, there are quite a few people like Feng Wuhen who don’t regard money as money. Most of them bet on a day, and it is impossible for them to win or lose five hundred taels, so they will naturally notice Feng Wuhen, a strange gambler.

The gambling will go on as usual.

Feng Wuhen sometimes loses sometimes wins.

Whether it is losing or winning, there is no expression on his face, as if the winner and lose have nothing to do with him.

Of course, Feng Wuhen still lost more times and won fewer times.

In less than half an hour, he had lost 4,000 taels.

Some gamblers saw that Feng Wuhen lost so badly, so they couldn't help but advise Feng Wuhen not to gamble. Some gamblers saw that Feng Wuhen lost more than they did, and actually laughed happily.

People have always been like this. When someone suffers more than themselves, they will forget their suffering.

Feng Wuhen ignored them and just continued to bet and bet, and his face remained unchanged regardless of winning or losing. Many gamblers around were attracted by Feng Wuhen, and more and more people sat around the gambling table. Most of them stopped betting, but watched Feng Wuhen bet.

Sometimes it is more exciting and more frightening to watch others bet than to bet by themselves. This is how they look.

Of course there are wins and losses in between. Feng Wuhen's rule is 500 taels per bet, and the winner is the same. Of course, he lost a lot. The dealer has various ways to make Feng Wuhen lose money, so he can at least move his hands and feet. However, this time the dealer did not move any hands and feet because Feng Wuhen's luck was really not very good.

Half an hour later, Feng Wuhen had lost 6,000 taels, but there was no change in his face.

Everyone looked at him and their breathing became rapid, but Feng Wuhen calmly took out a stack of silver notes and placed them on the table.

A total of three thousand taels.

After Feng Wuhen finished this, he slowly stood up and looked at the dealer and said, "This is my last bet, and the winner is the same."

The dealer held the gambling cup in his hand and his breathing became very rapid.

Three thousand taels per hand, the dealer felt very exciting. He had been working here for seven or eight years, and he had never encountered such a generous gambler several times. At this moment, he even didn't dare to drive.

This is how gambling sometimes looks like. It can make people fearless, but it can also make people lose their courage instantly. Fortunately, a fat hand appeared at this time, and the fat hand was pressed on the bet, and he planned to start the game.

This man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, a tall hat, and a fleshy face. He always smiled, giving people a very kind feeling. In fact, he was indeed a kind person, at least very kind in the gambling house.

He is no one else, he is the boss of this gambling house.

The revenge had been here for a long time, and he had been watching it until now that he had walked out of the crowd.

Of course he is not alone. Perhaps it is because he knows that he has offended too many people and does not want to be killed, so no matter when he appears, he has four bodyguards around him.

They were all dressed in black and looked extremely difficult to mess with. Someone had planned to kill revenge, but the bones were broken by one of them. It is conceivable how terrible these people are.

The vendetta's hand pressed the gambling cup, and said with a smile on his face: "What should I do if I open the market, this guest?"

Feng Wuhen said coldly: "Are you the boss here?"

Vendetta said: "Yes."

Feng Wuhen said, "Okay, you can go."

Vengeance smiled again, and the gambling cup had already opened in his smile.

One, two, three, small.

Many people wailed and looked sympathetic to Feng Wuhen.

Because Feng Wuhen presses the big one.

The smile on Qiu Slayer's face became even brighter, but he showed sympathy for Feng Wuhen in his eyes. He sighed softly: "It seems that the young master's hand is not good today."

Feng Wuhen stared at the dice on the gambling table and said lightly: "It's true that the wind is not good."

Vengeance bowed and said, "Please come again the next day."

Feng Wuhen stood up straight, without any intention of leaving, and said lightly: "Although my hand is not good, your luck is not good."

Vengeance was already planning to leave, but he couldn't help but stop and said, "What do you mean by your son?"

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "Are you called revenge?"

Vendetta nodded: "Natural."

Feng Wuhen said: "So you have bad luck."

The smile on Qiu Sha’s face disappeared, and the four subordinates also walked forward from behind him, trying to form a force of attacking and encircling Feng Wuhen.

Vengeful Slayer said lightly: "Young Master is probably confused, please go back."

Feng Wuhen said leisurely: "I will naturally leave, but I have to do one more thing before I leave."

"What's up?"

"Kill you."

After the words were finished, the sword was unsheathed.

A sword light flashed.

The four of them were on guard for a long time, so when they saw Feng Wuhen pulling his sword, they immediately rushed towards Feng Wuhen at a very fast speed, and at the same time they also showed their weapons.

But they were lost.

When they realized it, they saw something that frightened them.

Vengeance's throat has been pierced by this sword.

A sword penetrates the throat.

Vengeance widened his eyes. Although he tried his best to dodge, he could not avoid this sword no matter how he seized it.

With a bang.

With an incredible look, he fell down.

At this time, most of the gamblers who watched the fun had escaped, and the lively gambling house suddenly became empty, with few people.

Feng Wuhen looked at the blood-dropping sword and sighed softly, "What a pity."

No one knows what he regrets.

At this moment, a voice came from the darkness.

"What a pity?"

Feng Wuhen's next words would definitely shock everyone: "It's a pity that he is not a vendetta."
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