Beiyin Great Sage

"Pack up."

Zhou Jia clapped his hands lightly:

"Carry the corpse out, don't spoil the interest of the guests."

"Well said!" In the crowd, one applauded and walked out:

"Friend Su admires the good means, but you are making trouble on your own. As guests, we can't come here in vain."

"Come here just to have fun."

Facing the situation in the field, the speaker had no intentions, even in his voice, there was Zhou Jia's dissatisfaction for disturbing his interest.

"Su Nuan, the third son of the Su family." Chen Ying whispered:

"This man is idle and has little ability, but it's best not to provoke him."

Su angry?

Zhou Jia was thoughtful.

The visitor was dressed extravagantly and flamboyantly, and looked rather handsome, but his eyes were dull and his feet were flimsy, one could tell that his martial arts were weak.

But even so, he still has a ninth-rank cultivation base.

Su's,

As expected of having a military background, the number one power in Shicheng, and a swinger in his family, he can still pile up into a ninth-rank master.

"I'm bothering Mr. Su." Nodding his head, Zhou Jia waved his hand:

"Come here, open a new table for Mr. Su. Everyone who came today, each of you will give you ten Origin Stones, and this will be my apology."

"Wow..."

All the gamblers in the field immediately went into an uproar. Ten Origin Stones is not a small amount for most people. Although they were frightened, it was also a pleasant surprise.

"No need!" Su An didn't take this thing seriously, shook his head and refused, saying:

"I'm at this table, betting with this friend."

As he spoke, he turned sideways to make room for one person.

The man was dressed in white, with good features and an extraordinary temperament. He didn't look like a gambler, but he was surrounded by many gamblers.

Everyone has a lot of chips in their hands.

"Director." At this moment, a person approached tremblingly, whispering:

"It was this person just now, who won us [-] origin stones without much effort, and the others called, and the loss can't be less than tens of thousands."

"Oh!" Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows, pondered for a while, approached slowly, and cupped his hands towards the opponent:

"Didn't ask?"

The white-clothed man's complexion turned pale, and his gaze paused on Deacon Zou's corpse. Fear appeared in his eyes, and he forced a smile on his face:

"Under Luofeng."

"Thousand-handed Luofeng!"

"It was him..."

"No wonder!"

The whispers of the crowd were heard one after another.

Obviously, Qianshou Luofeng has a great reputation among gamblers, and almost everyone knows him, but it seems that few people have actually seen him.

"So it's Brother Luo." Zhou Jia's expression was indifferent, seemingly unmoved, and said:

"Do you mind if Zhou plays around?"

"This..." Luo Feng hesitated, then nodded slightly:

"Of course, it's my honor."

The dice are played on the gambling table, a very common way of playing, no different from the ancient times on Earth, that is, the dice Gu covers the dice, and after shaking it, guess the size of the points inside.

The dice Gu is in the open state, the dice are two, two, and three points small, and the chips are randomly placed on the gaming table.

Zhou Jia walked to the gaming table, under the watchful eyes of others, picked up the cover on the side and put it on the dice, and stretched out his hand to signal:

"Brother Luo, please place your bet."

Everyone was stunned.

Even Chen Ying, who has never gambled with anyone, knows that before guessing the number, one has to shake it first, and only after the shaking is done, people place bets.

"Director Zhou..." Luo Feng showed even more hesitation:

"You seem to have forgotten a step?"

"No."

Zhou Jia shook his head and continued:

"Brother Luo, please place your bet."

"Interesting, really interesting." Su An's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhou Jia with his chin on his hand, then looked at Luo Feng, shrugged and said:

"The one surnamed Luo, Director Zhou gave you the Origin Stone, why don't you hurry up and catch it?"

Luo Feng's face turned pale, and his hands trembled slightly.

Everyone knew the number in the dice cup, two, two, and three were small, but he dared not place a bet.

The purpose of his coming today is to be invited by Deacon Zou to come to the shop and let the new director know that the gambling house cannot do without Deacon Zou, otherwise it will not work.

but now……

Zou was beaten to death on the spot, how could he have the guts to offend him?

If you place a bet, you may be given the origin stone, but it is more likely that you will die without knowing where you are when you leave the house. This kind of thing is not uncommon.

Especially someone like him.

The other party even killed someone surnamed Zou at will, so what is he?

"Down!"

"Two, two, three, I picked up the origin stone for nothing, what else are you thinking about?"

"Get down!"

It was not a big deal for those who watched the excitement, and the booing sounded one after another, which contrasted with the struggle on Luo Feng's face and the cold sweat on his forehead.

a long time.

He smiled wryly, looked at Zhou Jia, and slowly pushed out the source stone:

"I choose big, four, five or six."

There was silence.

"Shh..."

"Hey!"

Even Su Yuan shook his head and sighed, rolling his eyes repeatedly.

"Ha ha……"

Zhou Jia looked up to the sky and smiled:

"Brother Luo is very capable!"

Saying that, lightly opened the Gu cover, and at the same time, the source force shook slightly.

The dice inside rolled slightly, changing from [-] small to [-] large.

"Choose a big par, triple the number of points for a correct guess, and quadruple in total. Brother Luo bet 1 origin stones, go and get [-] origin stones!"

Whoa!

There was another uproar in the field.

Zhou Jia's movements were not really hidden, as long as he was a casino veteran, he could see them clearly. Su Yuan's expression was even more strange, and his expression changed back and forth when he looked at Zhou Jia.

"No need, no need." Luo Feng was even more terrified, and a little inexplicably grateful, and immediately waved his hands again and again.

"You're welcome." Zhou Jia said with deep meaning in his eyes:

"There are so many origin stones, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to get them, how about Brother Luo accompany me up there?"

"..." Luo Feng opened his mouth:

"Yes."

……

……

……

The second floor.

The broken doors and windows were simply repaired, enough to block the view from the outside.

Zhou Jia stroked the teacup, Chen Ying's eyes were curious, Deacon Wen was sweating profusely as usual, and Luo Feng's eyes flickered habitually.

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Ying took the initiative to speak:

"Killing Deacon Zou in public is equivalent to offending Deputy Chief Qiu. Even with Protector Yuan around, I'm afraid he will inevitably be punished."

"Deacon Zou deserves to die, he can't be killed." Zhou Jia smiled lightly, looking at Luo Feng:

"Brother Luo, do you think so?"

Luo Feng's body trembled.

"Thousand-handed Luofeng, his gambling skills are astonishing." Zhou Jia didn't wait for his answer, and continued to speak:

"Brother Luo is so capable, but he has no fixed place to live and suffers from the cold. It's a pity. I wonder if you intend to come into my gambling house?"

"As long as Brother Luo comes, the position of Deacon Zou will be yours."

Luo Feng raised his head, fanaticism appeared in his eyes:

"Really?"

"Of course!"

Zhou Jia nodded:

"However, Deacon Zou's troubles are not small. I wonder if Brother Luo can solve them?"

"Yes!" Luo Feng clenched his teeth and said:

"I know that the surname Zou has set up two private gambling houses outside, and the customers are all drawn from here, and most of the income is private."

"I can get the location of the casino, the account books, and the contacts with certain people!"

"Okay!" Zhou Jia tapped his hands with a smile on his face:

"I believe Brother Luo can do it."

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Ying:

"Miss Chen, with all these things in place, even if Vice-Clan Leader Qiu personally, I'm afraid he won't be able to spare Deacon Zou, and it seems that Zhou is not at fault for punishing him on his behalf."

Chen Ying was silent.

After a long time, he looked at Zhou Jia with deep meaning in his eyes:

"Brother Zhou has good means and scheming, I admire you."

"Just joking." Zhou Jia shook his head:

"It's nothing for Zhou to bully others. Deacon Wen is the master."

"Pfft!"

Deacon Wen's knees softened, and he knelt down suddenly, sweat dripping down his forehead like rain:

"Director Zhou, my subordinates...you are the only ones following my lead."