The reason why the black panther has survived until now is because of the mercy of Mu Yan's subordinates, which he may not even know himself, otherwise, he would not have taken out his pistol at this moment.

Last time, Mu Yan cut off one of his arms, and today is his opportunity to take revenge, so he can't miss it.

I saw that he pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the muzzle of the gun spat out tongues of fire, and bullets burst out, but soon, he was disappointed.

The bullet did not kill Mu Yan as expected, but pierced into the wall, Mu Yan flashed to the side unharmed, the killing intent in his heart churned, and with a wave of his right hand, Bai Mang shot out.

"Whoosh ......."

In the next scene, everyone was stunned, the black panther was directly nailed to the wall by the poker, and the poker was inserted all over his body, and blood was splattered on the wall.

"Ah......h

Monroe covered her eyes and screamed, and Hussein on the side was also surprised, it was his most powerful subordinate, and it was solved by others in two clicks, and the fear in his heart arose.

But fear is fear, his first reaction was to take out the pistol inserted in his waist and shoot at Mu Yan, who knew that as soon as the pistol was taken out, Mu Yan's eyes were fixed, and a poker in his hand shot out.

"Ding......."

The pistol was cut in two, Mu Yan looked at the frightened Hussein, and said.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I'm going to win you openly at the God of Gamblers Charity Poker King Tournament."

He immediately walked up to Hussein and continued.

"Since you want to pretend to be a gambler, I'll give you this chance, get out."

Hussein snorted coldly, turned around and left Monro's house, seeing him leave, the third uncle asked.

"Why did you let him go?"

Mu Yan said.

"There's no point in killing him now."

The third uncle nodded as if he didn't understand, and Meng Luo on the side shrank on the sofa, looking at Mu Yan's eyes with admiration and fear, but Uncle Da was furious, grabbed Meng Luo's hair, and scolded.

"You slut, you have been deceiving me all along, causing Ah Xing to lose all my skills now."

Monroe endured the pain and apologized.

"Da Ge, I owe Hussein a lot of money, and I am also forced to be helpless."

The third uncle also threw away the last trace of good feelings for her and said angrily.

"You still dare to quibble."

As he spoke, he was about to pick up the ashtray on the table to teach Meng Luo a lesson, but Mu Yan stopped.

"Let her go."

The third uncle said.

"No, I have to breathe this out."

Mu Yan shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said.

"Then Ah Xing's special function can't be recovered at all."

As soon as the third uncle heard that there was a chance to recover his special function, he put down the ashtray in his hand and said.

"What do you mean?"

Mu Yan can't explain it to him now, but according to the plot, because Mengluo looks very similar to Qimeng, after a period of lingering, Ah Xing will be inspired by the power of love to stimulate his inner fighting spirit, and restore his special function.

"You'll find out later."

Originally, Hussein was going to take the third uncle hostage and contain Mu Yan and Ah Xing, but now that Mu Yan has rescued the third uncle, Hussein will have no hostages, so he can let go and gamble with him to prove who is the real gambler.

At noon, Mu Yan returned to Gao Jin's villa, and the home was as quiet as ever, but as soon as he entered the house, Mu Yan felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

The door was hidden, and the servants at home were gone, Mu Yan pushed the door open, only to find the maids hiding in the room in horror, trembling.

As soon as he saw Mu Yan, it was as if he had seen a savior, Mu Yan asked.

"What's going on?"

"Mr. Long Wu was kidnapped."

Mu Yan secretly felt bad, it seemed that he was still a step too late, Hussein not only attacked the third uncle, but also took the opportunity to kidnap Long Wu, so that he would have chips in his hand to negotiate terms with himself.

At this time, Mu Yan saw a newspaper on the table, with the headline 'The descendants of the God of Gamblers set up the God of Gamblers and held the Charity Poker King Tournament', and the time was on the high seas three days later.

Time is pressing, and now that Long Wu is being held hostage again, his actions will inevitably be restricted, so he decides to rescue Long Wu before the Charity Poker King Tournament begins, and then play with Hussein properly.

After a while, the phone on the table rang, Mu Yan picked up the receiver, and Gao Jin's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Ah Yan, is everything okay at home?"

Mu Yan said.

"It's okay, it's just that a self-proclaimed Hussein who claims to be the successor of the God of Gambling has recently appeared, and I will teach him a lesson."

Gao Jindao.

"I know this person, he is the righteous son of the gambling demon, it seems that they still don't give up, this time they must cut the grass and eradicate the roots."

Mu Yan said.

"I will."

Gao Jindao.

"Can you be alone, no, I'll rush back."

Mu Yan said.

"No, I can settle it."

After the phone call ended, Mu Yan decided to act tonight, Hussein tied Long Wu to the God of Gamblers and guarded him strictly, and he broke into the Longtan Tiger's Den alone.

Mu Yan cleaned up in the room and changed into light clothes, at this time, the maid knocked on the door and said.

"Last time, the man who called himself a gambling saint is here again."

Mu Yan said.

"Let him in."

Ah Xing was very disciplined this time and didn't break in, because he knew that doing it would not do him any good.

Mu Yan looked at Ah Xing, who looked depressed and depressed, and said.

"You look frustrated."

The corners of Ah Xing's lips showed a hint of self-deprecation, it was really strange that a conceited person like him would laugh at himself.

"I don't have any special abilities anymore, and now I'm a wasted person."

Mu Yan said.

"So you're here to beg for my mercy?"

Ah Xing Dao.

"No, I just want to know how I can restore my special abilities."

Of course, Mu Yan wouldn't tell him such a good thing so early, Dao.

"If you want to know, come with me first."

Ah Xing Dao.

"Where to go, I'm not prepared."

As he spoke, he looked at his outfit, sloppy like a farmer who had just returned from the field.

Mu Yan said.

"It doesn't matter, it's frustrated anyway."

At night, Mu Yan drove Ah Xing towards the Xiangjiang Wharf, where Hussein's God of Gamblers would set sail for the open sea in three days.

Ah Xing sat in the co-pilot, looked at the night outside the window, and said.

"Senior brother, where are we going?"

Mu Yan said.

"Go to the God of Gamblers."

Ah Xing was startled and said.

"Just the two of us, will we be a little impulsive?"

Mu Yan glanced at him and said.

"If you're scared, you can get off."

Ah Xing shut up and stopped talking, and in about thirty minutes, the car arrived at the Xiangjiang Wharf, where many huge ships were moored, but one of them was particularly dazzling, with bright lights on it and three big characters shining.

"God of Gamblers."

The God of Gamblers is named after Gao Jin, so there is a statue of Gao Jin on the bow of the ship.