Zhenjiang, east.

The Changle Gang is a luxurious garden that covers a huge area, and rockeries and pavilions emerge one after another.

In the pond in the backyard, there stood a tall old man with a bare head, a white eyebrows and beard, and strong muscles.

On the right and left, there were twenty maids waiting.

"Helper."

The old butler hurried into the inner courtyard.

"Kill the Zhou madman with a sword?!"

"This water sword has some meaning."

This bald old man was the leader of the Changle Gang, the eight-clawed golden dragon Situ Heng, and when he heard the news, his eyes were half-narrowed.

The people around couldn't help but tremble.

Last time, when the gang leader showed such a fierce look, eight maids were whipped to death.

The old butler stood aside with his hands tied, his eyes and nose and his nose looking at his heart, looking like he couldn't hear or see.

After following Situ Heng for more than ten years, he naturally knew that his master was full of energy and had a great desire to control.

Although I decided to choose a young gang leader to take care of affairs for some reason this time, I also know that as a real power gang leader, I don't want to see the successor's strength too strong.

After the swordsman Zhong Zhan and the three friends of the year rushed to the scene, they were also amazed. However, Mo Zhuzi touched the beam, and the two of them said that it was a pity and left abruptly. Another gang hurried in to report the latest news.

"It's a pity! It's a pity indeed! ”

Situ Heng grinned.

……

North of the city, small courtyard.

The cyan whirlwind howled incessantly.

If you look closely, you can vaguely see that there seems to be a green shadow flickering inside.

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the courtyard door.

The cyan whirlwind stopped suddenly, and in the center of the courtyard, there stood a thin man in green clothes. He wasn't tall, but he had extremely long legs!

"Dripping Sword?!"

The man in Tsing Yi had cold eyes: "It's still alive, it's interesting." ”

……

Silver Hook Gambling House in the west of the city.

These days, the selection of young gang leaders for the Changle Gang can be described as a boom.

Today, it is becoming more and more lively.

One by one, the gamblers waved their belongings and squeezed them desperately: "Buy a dripping sword!" Buy all the dripping swords"

East stick, west stick, south fist, north leg.

The four of them looked in the limelight, but more seriously, their strength was only slightly stronger than the ordinary first-class! The most ruthless western staff only poisoned people, and never had a record of killing.

The dripping sword is different, as soon as you shoot, you will slash the Zhou madman!

Even if you need to gather momentum or something, but if you get a discount, you should have top-notch strength.

The advantage is obvious, far exceeding the twenty-four heroes who have appeared.

In addition, the selection involves the position of the young helper, and the benefits are huge, and no one will back down and cheat!

In this way, the sword wins, and it can almost be said that it is a sure win!

When will it not be at this time?!

"Everyone, don't be impatient."

The dealer reassured everyone: "In order to increase the fun, this plate has added a new style of play, you can learn more about it." The drip sword won the first game in 30 moves, with one loss of four; Forty moves to win one to three; Fifty moves to win one to two......"

……

There was a lot of disturbance outside.

Yuelai Inn in the south of the city, the chain store of the richest man in the Ming Dynasty and 130 million officials.

The first floor is a bunk, which entertains poor legs; The rooms on the second floor are mostly merchants and scholars; The third floor is amazing, either rich or expensive, the identity is not enough, you are not allowed to enter at all, and you can't add money!

The service on the third floor is also the most comprehensive, and visitors must be approved by the host before being allowed to go upstairs.

Therefore, in the past three days, Dongfang Yi has barely been cleaned.

I boiled a pot of tea and tasted it slowly.

"Silver Hook Casino really never does a loss-making business! This time, seeing that the boss is strong, he actually offered odds of 1 to 10! It's really unlucky! Xiang Xiong was dissatisfied.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to make a little money, but he lost one out of ten, and he could only earn one or two by pressing ten taels.

It's really not a big deal!

"Brute Bear, if you want to play big, you can beat the boss to win the first game in ten moves, and you can lose ten for one!" Qu Sanyang quipped.

"Are you stupid for me?!" Said to the big bear.

Although Dongfang Yi's sword drawing style is powerful, it is also very restrictive, as long as he takes the lead in attacking and does not give a chance to gather momentum, it is not a big problem to drag thirty or forty moves.

If you can get to the first-class, there is no fool!

With so many sword draws, how could they not be prepared?

Besides, the number of first-class martial artists selected tomorrow is close to twenty, and if you want to win, you have to fight at least four times in a row!

If you go all out to pursue a quick win at the beginning, there is a high probability that you will be powerless to follow, and you will pick up a cheap price for others.

Tuk Tuk!

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?!" Be wary of the Great Bear.

"Those who come are guests."

Dongfang Yi took a new cup and poured tea inside.

After opening the door, there was a blue-robed man standing outside the door, with a round face and a rich face, and the most noticeable thing was his big beard. It is two feet long, black and shiny, and very clean.

"Bluebeard?!" Qu Sanyang Road.

Bluebeard, the owner of Silverhook Casino, is mysterious, and it is rumored that no one has ever seen his true face. The only thing known was that this man was wearing a blue robe and had a two-foot beard.

"It's despicable." The blue-robed man nodded.

"Tea, please?"

Dongfang Yi raised his hand, and the tea cup flew out

The blue-robed man took the teacup and drank it all: "Childe is a cool person, and Lan will not sell Guanzi." In the first battle tomorrow, if you win too quickly, the colleagues on the field will definitely lose their prestige. I wonder if the son is willing to give face like the owner of Xuansu Village? ”

Seeing this, Xiang Daxiong said secretly: As the saying goes, it is really not bad, and those who gamble money are not good at making deals! Tomorrow's gang of bettors are afraid that they will lose miserably.

Dongfang Yi took a sip of tea. "Face is given to each other."

"I won't make it difficult for my son."

The blue-robed man took out a stack of Chase money bank silver tickets, all of which were large amounts, five thousand taels each.

Dongfang Yi glanced at it: "Look down and don't look up, the face of the same people in the rivers and lakes really has to be given." ”

"Then the second scene, I wonder if Dongfang Gongzi is willing to give some more face?" The blue-robed man asked.

Oriental Yi tasted tea, as if this tea was a rare delicacy in the world.

"Plus 50%."

Dongfang Yi put down the teacup and didn't speak.

"Ten percent."

"The hard-working boys of the same way also know it."

"This should be used as a deposit, and the remaining silver taels will be made up tomorrow evening."

The blue-robed man didn't drag the mud and water, and immediately turned around and left.

"Shhh Xiang Daxiong gasped, and grabbed the silver ticket to count in disbelief: "200,000 taels, that's it?!" ”

A group of them worked hard day and night to fight bloody battles, just to gather 200,000 taels of tribute gods, but now Dongfang Yi can get it by giving a face, seriously......

"This is just a deposit, and I can get 400,000 taels of silver tomorrow night!"

The silver ticket was dazzling, and Qu Sanyang couldn't help but get excited.

"Huh!"

Dongfang Yi took a sip of tea and chuckled: "Brother Qu, do you really think you can have 400,000 taels tomorrow?" ”

"Could it be that such a big game as Silver Hook Gambling House will also pay off its debts?" Qu Sanyang was puzzled.

Although the Silver Hook Gambling House is a low-level place, its reputation is still very good, otherwise it would not be possible to attract many gamblers.

"The Silver Hook Gambling House will not pay its debts, but who can prove that the blue-robed man who came tonight is the owner of the gambling house, Bluebeard?"