Wu Chengsi's expression changed slightly. He had heard of the name Weiyang Martial Arts School. The owner of the hall was Cao Yi, and his father was one of the five generals of Liu Heitai, King of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Because his father and three others killed Gao Junhui's father, he was also one of the targets of Gao Junhui's revenge.
Thinking of this, Wu Chengsi's heart moved.
Fu Jiu probably wanted to use his power to deal with Weiyang Martial Arts Hall. Thinking about it this way, he might have some relationship with Gao Jun, or he might be Gao Junhui himself.
"Brother, have you finished asking?" the man in front urged.
Wu Chengsi thanked him, gave him the copper coins, and returned his eyes to the gambling table.
At this time, the man in black was in charge. The other six people were staring closely at his right hand, among them Chen Dafu's eyes were the most fanatical.
The man in black holds the dice cup in his right hand, holding it up in the air and shaking it "dang dang dang". Judging from the fact that the dice did not fall to the ground, his gambling skills are very good.
Wu Chengsi asked the man in front of him again and learned that he was Pei Ping, a famous gambling master in Hebei.
The dice clattered in the cup for a while. Pei Ping slammed the dice cup on the table and untied the dice cup. He saw that the three dice inside were six, six, and five.
Except for the middle-aged scribe, everyone else's expressions changed drastically.
The Jianghu boy was the second one to roll the dice. He also had the ability to roll the dice in the air, and his voice was louder than Peping's.
When everyone was getting impatient, he put the dice cup on the table, opened it and saw four, four, five. The number was already quite high, but it was still eaten by the dealer.
The others followed suit, but after opening the dice cup, the numbers were all smaller than Pei Ping's.
When it was the middle-aged scribe's turn to take action, he held the dice cup and swept the dice horizontally on the table. The dice disappeared from the table and entered the cup.
After shaking it for a while, he placed it on the table and opened the dice cup, revealing three dice with six o'clock pointing up.
"Concession, concession." The middle-aged scribe said with a slight smile.
In the next few games, the middle-aged scribe and Pei Ping won the most, while Chen Dafu suffered the worst. He seemed to be possessed by bad luck and had lost more than a dozen games in a row.
In anger, he shouted behind him: "Stop fucking crying, you've summoned all the bad luck!"
The girl named Lian'er covered her mouth hard, and her tears couldn't stop dripping.
Wu Chengsi looked at Chen Dafu's distorted face and felt that he was both hateful and pitiful. His mind had been completely controlled by gambling, like a walking corpse.
After gambling for a while, the young charlatan touched his waist and found that he had lost all his money. He gritted his teeth, slapped the short knife in his hand on the table, and said to the middle-aged scribe sitting at the bank: "I will spend this knife."
I bought it for five hundred dollars, can I deposit three hundred dollars on it?"
"Okay." The middle-aged scribe nodded.
At the end of the game, the young man lost again. He looked at the dagger on the table and was lost in thought.
The middle-aged scribe said: "You lose." He reached for the knife.
The young man suddenly reached out and held the knife.
"What, you want to cheat?" the middle-aged scribe raised his eyebrows.
The young man said in a hoarse voice: "This knife is like my life. If you want to take the knife, you will take my life!"
The middle-aged scribe said calmly: "What do you want?"
The pot-bellied member frowned and advised: "Little brother, I am willing to admit defeat. If you are really in trouble, I will pay you three hundred dollars for you. Don't make trouble here."
The young man frowned and hesitated. At this moment, the man in gray robe said coldly: "Little brother, don't give it to him. I suspect there is something weird in this casino!"
"You mean they are cheating?" The young man was shocked and angry.
"Yes, I have played in many casinos, but I have never seen anyone with such good luck. There must be something wrong with the dice!" the man in gray robe snorted.
The middle-aged scribe glanced at the gray-robed man coldly and said in a deep voice: "If you talk nonsense here, you must be responsible."
The young man said angrily: "What a domineering casino, why don't you let me tell you about your cheating? Please pay me back my money quickly, or I will destroy your casino!"
The middle-aged scribe sighed and said: "Jiang Bufan, you are just a fledgling Jianghu person. You just picked up a few low-level wanted criminals from the government, and you think it's great? Do you know where this place is?"
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The young man laughed and said: "Even if you are just starting out, it is more than enough to deal with you old dogs!"
The middle-aged scribe glanced sideways at him and said coldly: "Arrest him!"
Seven or eight big men with knives immediately surrounded the young man. Others were afraid of being implicated and hurriedly hid aside. The woman in green and the man in gray took the opportunity to walk closer to the door.
"Brother Tian, why are you making trouble now? That boy is just afraid that he is in danger." The woman in green said worriedly.
The man in gray robe smiled and said: "Don't worry, that man is already here. I am now hoping that Zhou Chongchen will show more of his usual ferocity and don't hold back. The more arrogant he is, the closer his death will be."
The woman in green was surprised and happy. She swept towards the crowd and soon discovered Wu Chengsi and his party.
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In the center of the hall, the young man was fighting with those strong men. His martial arts skills were really extraordinary. Those strong men were all good fighters, but they still couldn't do anything to him.
At this moment, a dice shot out and hit the young man on the knee. When he hesitated for a moment, a big man slashed him in the body.
Two big men took the opportunity to step forward, each grabbing one of his arms and pushing him to the ground.
The person who attacked the young man with the dice was the middle-aged scribe. He stood up calmly, glanced at everyone in the casino with his sharp eyes, and said coldly: "I never make a fortune in this place. Everyone knows it. Who knows?"
If you dare to talk nonsense again, he will be an example."
Jiang Bufan shouted loudly: "What do you want? Do you still dare to kill me?"
The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly: "I am a timid person. I don't dare to kill a chicken. How can I dare to kill someone?" The smile faded and he said coldly: "Cut off the five fingers of his right hand!"
Jiang Bufan was shocked: "Let me go, let me go quickly, I know Yue Pingyue, the head catcher of the governor's office!"
The middle-aged scribe was unmoved. One big man pressed Jiang Bufan's palm to the ground, and the other big man raised his steel knife.
Seeing that the young man's fingers were about to be chopped off, most of the onlookers looked blank.
The officer couldn't help sighing, the man in black had an expressionless face, and the upstart had a sneer on his lips. Chen Dafu was still sitting at the gaming table, practicing rolling the dice by himself. His daughter was squatting beside his knees, not daring to look here.
The big man with the knife shouted loudly and slashed Jiang Bufan's finger with his knife. Suddenly, a heavy object flew over and knocked the steel knife out of his hand.
If you look carefully, you can see that it is a scabbard. The scabbard bounced towards a man by the force of the shock. The man stretched out his long knife, and the scabbard returned to its original position and closed with the blade.
The man was Han Cheng. He slowly walked out of the crowd and said calmly: "I just want to chop off someone's fingers if I question you. Is this place a place of lawlessness?"
The middle-aged scribe looked at him and said with his hands behind his hands: "In the casino business, the most important thing is the sign. If this person smashed my sign, it would be like cutting off my financial path. Brother, you should understand this. I only broke a few of his fingers. This is nothing."
Let’s divide it?”
"Since he is hindering your business, why not send him to the government?"
The middle-aged scribe raised his head and smiled: "Are you kidding my friend? This is a shady place and I never deal with the government."
"Since you can't see the light of day, you still dare to chop off his fingers. Aren't you afraid that he will go to the government to sue you?"
"That's my business. You don't need to worry too much."
Han Cheng crossed his arms and said, "I understand, you have a backing in the government."
The middle-aged scribe's face turned cold: "Do you really want to meddle in other people's business?"
"I thought you had already figured it out." Han Cheng smiled slightly.
The middle-aged scribe took a deep breath, took out a soft sword from his waist, and said: "Then according to the rules of the Tao, as long as you can defeat me, you can take him away."
"I just wanted to give you some advice." Han Chengyi raised his hand and said.
The middle-aged scribe swung his long sword, like a long snake spitting a message, and stabbed Han Cheng. Han Cheng responded with his sword and neutralized the opponent's thrusts one by one.
The middle-aged scribe's swordsmanship was tricky and ruthless, and the sword tip struck him from all angles, but Han Cheng dodged and moved west, and no matter how the sword bent, it could not hurt him at all.
When the fight reached more than thirty moves, the middle-aged scribe suddenly drew his sword and stepped aside. He gritted his teeth and said, "No need to compete. You can take me away."
The opponent has not yet drawn his sword out of its sheath, and his martial arts skills are obviously superior to his. If he continues to fight, he will be humiliating himself.
Han Cheng cupped his hands and said, "I accept it."
The woman in green frowned. She knew that Han Cheng was Wu Chengsi's subordinate and his martial arts skills were obviously better than Zhou Zhongchen's. She didn't understand why he didn't continue to fight. Did Wu Chengsi not want to take care of this matter?
Just as she was thinking about it, the man in gray robe pulled her hard: "Quickly go!"
The woman in green hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"
"Wu Chengsi and the others are gone. We showed our faces to Zhou Chongchen. After the man with the knife leaves, we won't be able to leave!"
The woman in green turned her head and saw that Wu Chengsi and others had indeed disappeared without a trace. She felt anxious and hurriedly followed the man in gray robe out of the casino. At this time, everyone was paying attention to Han Cheng, but no one paid much attention to them.
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After leaving the casino, the two quietly entered the restaurant. The woman in green frowned and said, "Why did they leave like this? Could it be that they turned a blind eye to the casino?"
The man in gray robe sighed: "I don't know either, let's wait and see what happens."