Xiang Fanchen left Hulong Villa and came to the inn where he first appeared, Yuelai Inn.

Since Xiang Fanchen bought this inn, the furnishings have not been touched. Since he left, the room has been empty and no one has moved in.

After nearly a year, he returned to this inn. Touching the carved wooden door and looking at the unchanged furnishings, Xiang Fanchen had a lot of thoughts.

He has experienced a lot this year. He has killed people even though he has never killed anyone since he was a kid, and he was responsible for more than one life.

He entered the arena he longed for and achieved the magical skills he dreamed of, but he couldn't find his way home.

There, he has parents who worked hard to raise him, and friends he has grown up with since childhood.

There is the dirty air that I hated in the past, and there is also the intolerable noise.

But now all of this has become a luxury. He embraced it countless times in his dreams, but when he woke up it all came to nothing.

He didn't know why he came here, but he knew he had to go back.

With his dream firmly established in his mind, Xiang Fanchen found the former innkeeper who looked after the inn for him: "Have you found the person I asked you to find for me?"

"Sir, the man has been found, but..." the shopkeeper hesitated.

"What's the problem?" Xiang Fanchen asked.

"After I found the person you were looking for, I left him in the inn as a waiter for a while. However, he had some gangster habits and some gambling habits. Not only did he just get paid today, he arrived again.

Went to a gambling shop not far away." The shopkeeper was quite helpless and didn't know what the young master was doing with such a person.

"Going to gamble? Ha, this is really a bad habit. Do you know where it is? Take me to see it," Xiang Fanchen said.

Gambling is like a drug, once you get hooked, it's hard to get rid of it.

It will be like a quagmire. No matter how hard you struggle, you will basically sink deeper and deeper in the end. Is there anyone who can quit with their own perseverance? Yes, maybe one person in ten thousand can do it. Otherwise, why would there be such a situation?

Many people have lost their wives and families because of gambling.

In the past, Xiang Fanchen had seen countless such examples in newspapers and TV.

The two of them left the inn and came to a gambling house less than half their time.

This gambling house was the same gambling house where the two gamblers who had cheated Xiang Fanchen went. It was also the gambling house where the boss was later bought by Xiang Fanchen. I think someone else has taken over this gambling house now.

It's just that gambling houses have always been gold-selling dens, especially in places like the capital, so it's normal for someone to take over soon.

The two of them stepped into the gambling house, which was bustling with people and bustling. Xiang Fanchen was holding a jade bone paper fan in his hand, and was wearing a silk gown of high quality. At first glance, he looked like a rich fat sheep.

Not long after Xiang Fanchen entered the casino, a man who looked like a boy came up to him: "Master, what do you want to play? We have mahjong, Pai Gow, dice and other fun things here. We have everything you want."

"Then take me in and show you around. This is a reward for you." Xiang Fanchen said and threw out a small piece of broken silver.

"Sir, please come this way." The young man who received the reward happily led Xiang Fanchen and the other two people towards the inside of the casino.

"Sir, that one is Cheng Shifei." The shopkeeper pointed at a fairly handsome man and said.

Xiang Fanchen looked along the direction of the shopkeeper, and saw a boy who looked like a boy gambling happily around the dice table.

Cheng Shifei's appearance is not bad. After all, his parents are considered to be first-rate handsome boys and beauties, and his genes are not bad. It's just that the environment he grew up in caused him to have a habit of petty theft, and his temperament is a bit wretched.

"Okay, I'll be at the dice table. You can go down." Xiang Fanchen waved his hand to the boy to leave first.

After the boy left, Xiang Fanchen put away his folding fan and sat across from Cheng Shifei.

"Push it down! Buy it and leave!" Following the dealer's voice, Cheng Shifei continued to place bets with excitement on his face. He had already won a lot just now.

"Fuck, how could it be small?" Cheng Shifei looked annoyed.

Cheng Shifei often goes to casinos and knows some tricks such as observing people's emotions. With these tricks, he occasionally wins money, but no matter how smart he is, how can he survive in the casino?

Moreover, there was Xiang Fanchen here who wanted him to lose money. After a while, he lost all the money in his hand and left helplessly after watching others gamble for a while.

After Xiang Fanchen left, he also left the gambling house.

Outside the gambling house, the two met Cheng Shifei who was still wandering.

"Shopkeeper, you often teach me not to come to the casino, but you're here too? It turns out that you, the shopkeeper, are of the same kind." Cheng Shifei saw the shopkeeper coming out of the casino and immediately approached him.

The shopkeeper had a dark look on his face: "This is the owner of the inn, Mr. Xiang Fanchen. I brought him to find you. It was he who asked me to find you in the first place."

"Uncle Xiang, I wonder what you want from me?" Cheng Shifei was self-aware and knew that he had nothing to plot.

Although Cheng Shifei is a gangster, he is also kind-hearted. In the original work, he returned the money he defrauded to an old woman. Although there are great rights and wrongs, he is also selfish and obscene.

Such a person is worth saving, and after all, this person is still the son of Gu Santong, and he doesn't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face.

The most important thing is that this guy is a martial arts genius. In the original work, he can master the eight major martial arts schools at a glance.

"You don't need to call me uncle, you can call me senior brother. My martial arts are passed down to your father." Xiang Fanchen said.

"Father? Do you know my family? Where are they?" Cheng Shifei, as an orphan, although open-minded, still yearns for family affection.

"I will tell you about this later, but right now, your senior brother, my hands are itchy. After you play with me for a while, I will tell you slowly."

"Besides, your senior brother, I don't have much else but a lot of money. I promise you to have a good time, let's go!" Then he couldn't help but drag Cheng Shifei back.

The two entered the casino again and soon started gambling enthusiastically again.

In Cheng Shifei's opinion, he should be lucky to have a thick thigh in his arms, it was his senior brother, and he would soon learn the news about his parents, but soon he lost all the money in his hand.

Xiang Fanchen gave him another sum of money angrily, and then played with him at the table.

After playing for a few hours, Cheng Shifei found strangely that although he was losing and winning, his money didn't seem to have changed much.

"Brother, let's not play anymore, let's go eat." Although I didn't win any money, I had fun and was hungry.

"Are you hungry? Okay, I'll ask someone to buy you some food." As he said this, Xiang Fanchen called the boy who had just received him and asked him to buy some food.

"Uh, okay!" I didn't expect that this senior brother was more addicted than me, so he thought about it and returned to the gambling table.

After playing for a day and a night, Cheng Shifei finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Brother, let's go, I don't want to play anymore, I want to sleep."

"Huh?" Xiang Fanchen glared. He was now a master of martial arts and also practiced spiritual skills. His look frightened Cheng Shifei so much that he had no choice but to sit back.

After another day and night, Cheng Shifei couldn't stand it any longer. It was fun for his senior brother to ask him to gamble, but who could bear it if he was not allowed to sleep?

"Senior brother, I won't gamble anymore, please let me go." Cheng Shifei begged for mercy.

"No, you have to play with me for a while." Cheng Shifei had dark circles under his eyes, but he was in high spirits and didn't look tired at all.

"But that's what you said a few hours ago." Cheng Shifei was already weak.

"No, just play for a while, just for a while." Xiang Fanchen said.

Finally, after a few more moments, Cheng Shifei finally collapsed on the gambling table.

He fell asleep on the table, and then Xiang Fanchen took him back.

At this time, it had been three full days since they entered the gambling house.
Chapter completed!