I fight the God of Gamblers in Haojiang Casino

Zhang Wang was helpless, knowing that this lunatic would never give up until she was satisfied, so he could only follow her into a small room.

Yang Xiaofeng stared at him with wide eyes and said angrily:

"Become my man again...!"

After speaking, he turned around.

"Don't be like this, okay? Do you think it's convenient now?"

"Don't give me nonsense, I don't want to hear it, I just want to see what my man looks like, hurry up...!"

Yang Xiao didn't have much patience anymore, but Yang Chengqi had just died, and Zhang Wang really didn't want to fall in love here. This was a sign of respect for the deceased.

Yang Xiao stood for a few minutes, but it was like falling asleep for these few minutes, with no memory at all.

When she returned to normal and turned around, Zhang Wang had already disappeared.

The magical power of exorcizing demons and attracting ghosts temporarily paralyzed her consciousness, and Zhang Wangcai left in a hurry, leaving Yang Xiao with tears streaming down her face and gnashing her teeth!

...

Returning to the pier on the other side of Qifeng Island, Zhang Wang thought that it was not possible to row a boat all the time, so he had to buy a small speedboat, as well as some clothes and daily necessities.

In less than twenty minutes, we had arrived at the dilapidated pier of Qifeng Island, tied up the speedboat, and returned to the cabin with large and small bags.

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Jiangjiazhuang Villa

Jiang Chenghai sat on the chair with a solemn expression, while Chen Zhao stood aside with his head lowered, looking like he had just been scolded.

"Chen Zhao, according to you, Chen Bo's senior brother will come to take revenge soon?"

"Master, since he knows about Ning Chao, we can't be careless...!"

"In your opinion, can the Feilong and Red Tiger team up to defeat him?"

"We are not on the same level, there is no chance of winning, and there are still three of us, we...!"

"Hmph, don't let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige. I, Jiang Chenghai, have been in the world for decades, and I have never been afraid of anyone. If he dares to come, I will make sure they never come back!"

When Jiang Chenghai's words came to mind, Chen Zhao had nothing to say, so he had to lower his head and accept the scolding.

After Chen Bo's death, He Jian and the killer named Wang disappeared. Chen Zhao already had a bad feeling and suspected that he was involved in the two men's scheme.

A monster attacks an isolated island. Saburo Sakai is seriously injured and his life or death is uncertain. It also makes him frightened and on pins and needles!

Now, Senior Brother Chen Bo suddenly appeared and knew exactly what Jiang Chenghai and himself were doing, which made him even more panicked!

Let's not talk about whether Chen Bo's three senior brothers really exist. Just the "three senior brothers" who control the flying knives in the air have already made him smell the breath of death.

He had a strong premonition that Jiang Chenghai would most likely capsize when faced with the power of Senior Brother Chen Bo, or even be completely defeated!

So the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he had already begun to plan to avoid this fight. Saving his life was the most important thing.

While thinking, Jiang Chenghai stood up and slowly approached the window and said coldly:

"Ning Cheng has a batch of goods, please arrange it. Also, inform him to suspend the collection of goods during this period, and let's finish the matter with Senior Brother Chen Bo!"

"As you command...!"

"Go ahead!"

Chen Zhao bent down to salute, bowed his head and exited the living room.

...

Haojiang International Airport Arrival Hall

A man in his 60s walked towards the parking lot with a solemn expression, piercing eyes, and a chilling air...

Behind him were two young men in their 30s, each dragging a large suitcase, with the same expressions of cold arrogance and murderous intent.

A black business car was already waiting in the parking lot. Nakamura and Toyota stood in front of the car to greet them respectfully...

The three of them got into the car without saying a word. Nakamura stepped on the accelerator and the car slowly drove out of the parking lot.

Not long after, the old man suddenly asked in a cold voice:

"Is Saburo awake?"

Toyota trembled and replied respectfully:

"Tell Mr. Ghost Pet, the Third Young Master woke up for a while last night and kept shouting your name. Then he fell into a coma again and has not woken up until now!"

"Take me to see him!"

"As you command...!"

The old man was none other than Saburo Sakai's master, the beloved son, and the two accompanying men were also his apprentices, Takahashiro and Takahashiko.

On the same day, Saburo Sakai called Gui Chongzi to inform him that the magic of exorcizing demons and attracting ghosts had reappeared in Haojiang. Gui Chongzi had already guessed that it was Lai Qianying's apprentice who did it.

Twenty years ago, Gui Chongzi dominated Haojiang with a thousand ghost skills. He was unparalleled for a while, but was later defeated by Lai Qianying's exorcism and luring ghosts.

He returned to Japan to study with great concentration, and improved his gambling and martial arts skills. During this period, he recruited many disciples, and Saburo Sakai was his proud disciple.

Soon I came to a building with a different style. This was a hospital funded by the Japanese Society. It was exclusively used by the Japanese and was not open to the public.

Toyota quickly entered the hospital with his beloved son, and finally saw his beloved disciple in the ward on the second floor...

I saw Saburo Sakai looking pale and unconscious, with no hands or feet, and a little blood oozing from several wounds.

The ghost's favorite child showed grief and said nothing. He slowly sat down in front of the hospital bed, raised his trembling right hand and pressed it on Saburo Sakai's chest.

After a while, Sakai Saburo's body trembled, he opened his eyes and stared at the ghost's pet son, and suddenly shouted...:

"Master...!"

He let out a scream of infinite unwillingness, and then burst into tears, his eyes revealing endless hatred and despair!

"Sanlang, master will definitely avenge you!"

"Master, cut off his hands and feet and capture all the women on his Palm Island. I will take them back to Japan and let him watch how I torture his women...!"

This was his last roar, and he could only imagine using this perverted way to retaliate against Chen Bo.

The ghost's pet had a cold expression on his face, and he forced himself to hold back his grief and nodded.

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Qifeng Island

Ding Xiaoqian was so happy that she tried on the new clothes Wang Jiabao bought for her without shame.

"Brother Bao, please turn around and look at me. I've already changed it."

"How can you be so shameless? Can you be normal? If you keep doing this, I won't pay attention to you...!"

"What's wrong? I'm yours now. What's wrong with changing clothes in front of you?"

"You can't do this. You have grown up and you must know how to protect your privacy...!"

"Brother Bao, one moment you say I'm still young, and the next moment you say I've grown up. Are you older or younger?"

"You are still young, but some parts are getting older day by day. You have to protect yourself. You can't show it to others casually. You can only show it to your future husband alone. Do you understand...?"

"You are my husband, I will show you!"

"I won't watch... I'm going to chat with Uncle Jian and ignore you...!"

Although Wang Jiabao said this, he was already itching in his heart. He was constantly being seduced by her, and he was afraid that he would really be unable to bear the "gun" and go into battle.

He had no choice but to quickly walk down to the attic to find He Jian. Ding Xiaoqian almost collapsed the rickety attic, and Wang Jiabao ignored him.

He Jian sat fishing by the pool where he was peeing. Wang Jiabao muttered to himself, walked over and sat down, and said:

"Old ghost, why don't you make two side dishes tonight, and we'll have two drinks."

"Haha, what Uncle Jian drank was wine, and what you drank was conspiracy. You still have the nerve to repeat your old tricks. Do you think Uncle Jian will still be fooled...?"

"There is no conspiracy. This time I really drank. I should apologize to you for my sins!"

"No, no, no, no, I can't afford it. Whatever you need me to do, just give me your orders...!"

"I don't have any instructions. I just want to eat the side dishes you made and drink two glasses of wine."

"I don't drink...!"

"Hey, you damn old man, are you so shameless?"

After hearing what Wang Jiabao said, He Jian stood up with a whoosh, threw the bamboo fishing rod into the pool, turned around and cursed:

"Who do you think I am, He Jian? You're fucking plotting to get your uncle drunk, and then you run out and have a good time. Are you...are you a human being?"

"How can Fengliu be so happy? I'm going to fight for my life. I can't bear to let you, an old ghost, run around and work hard. It's really that your good intentions are not rewarded!"

"Bah... I'm so kind. Don't even think about asking me to row and cook for you all day long. Your uncle, I won't do it anymore...!"

He Jian was really angry. He thought about doing some earth-shattering things with Wang Jiabao, but he left him alone and did it by himself. He was so angry that he didn't cook for two days.

Wang Jiabao also had his own ideas. First, Saburo Sakai was too strong and He Jian could not be of much help. Second, he did not want to expose He Jian too much and kept it for other purposes.

"Haha... I was wrong, I was wrong, don't be angry, just get two side dishes and drink two drinks!"

"I won't do it. If you want to eat it, do it yourself...!"

"Isn't there a mission? How about we chat over a drink?"

"Is it true? You scoundrel, don't lie to your uncle...!"

"Go, go, do it quickly, do it quickly!"

"What to eat…?"

"Anything!"

When He Jian heard that there was a mission, he immediately became energetic and walked quickly back to the dark kitchen to prepare for cooking.

...

Haojiang Entry and Exit Hall

With a grim expression, Chen Zhao crossed the border and returned to the mainland. He hailed a taxi and arrived at a remote hotel.

He went upstairs and knocked on the door of a room. Ning Cheng opened the door and asked Chen Zhao to come in and sit down.

Chen Zhao glanced at Ning Cheng and asked coldly:

"Boss Ning, what kind of goods are you shipping this time?"

Ning Cheng looked solemn and looked much more haggard than before. He looked at Chen Zhao and replied:

"They are all top quality, one in a million, top quality...!"

Chen Zhao raised his eyebrows and said:

"Oh, Boss Ning is willing to give away the best product?"

"The incense of my Ning family has been cut off. Why don't you want to part with it? What's the use of keeping those things outside your body? This batch is all top quality, 176 pieces in total. Mr. Chen, please contact the buyer to take a look at the goods...!"

Chen Zhao's heart trembled after hearing this, but he kept his expression and thought for a moment and said:

"Boss Ning has shipped so many goods this time that ordinary buyers can't afford them. Why don't you ask Boss Ning to take me to see them first so that I can be prepared."

After hearing this, Ning Cheng thought for a while and said:

"Okay, please...!"

After saying that, Ning Cheng stood up and walked out of the room, took Chen Zhao downstairs and got into the car.

About half an hour later, the car drove into an abandoned factory and stopped in front of a dilapidated office building.

Ning Cheng asked Chen Zhao to get out of the car, and the two of them walked indoors one after another.

Passing through three large locked iron doors, each door is locked with a large iron lock, and each lock has two keys...

The person guarding the door takes one, and Ning Cheng takes one. Both keys must be used at the same time to open it.

When the third iron door was slowly pushed open, Chen Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up. All kinds of cultural relics and antiques were piled all over the room...

There are bronzes, porcelain vases, jade carvings, ivory carvings, calligraphy and painting, mahogany carvings, etc.

Chen Zhao was very excited, but he still kept his expression and said while watching:

"Boss Ning is really secretive. The value of these treasures alone will not be spent all by Boss Ning in ten lifetimes!"

"They are all personal belongings. Please contact the buyer, Mr. Chen...!"

"What price does Boss Ning plan to sell it for?"

"The price is 35 billion, we only accept the whole lot, not just sold...!"

After hearing what Ning Cheng said, Chen Zhao's heart trembled again. These national treasures are conservatively estimated to be worth more than 35 billion, and [-] billion is definitely a great value.

He picked up an ivory carving, looked at it fondly for a while, and said:

"Okay, we want this batch of goods. We will arrange for the buyer to pick up the goods tomorrow. Boss Ning has become a millionaire, so don't forget me!"

"What are you talking about, Mr. Chen? How can we differentiate between us...!"

"Hahaha, okay then, I'll go back and contact the buyer immediately. You wait for me here tomorrow. We'll see you tomorrow!"

Of course, Ning Cheng thanked him politely, and Chen Zhao also showed a smile that he had never seen before. The two of them walked back to the car with a few polite words, and the driver drove back to the hotel.

Chen Zhao said goodbye to Ning Cheng, but instead of returning to Haojiang, he found a hotel near Ning Cheng, booked a room with a fake ID, and then made a phone call.

He stood in front of the window, lit a cigarette, and took several puffs in succession. His cold face became more and more gloomy, and his vicious eyes revealed bursts of murderous intent!

Not long after, there was a gentle knock on the door. Chen Zhao opened the door, and four men entered the room one after another.

After the four people sat down, Chen Zhao said coldly:

"You have been following me for more than ten years. Although I have not been able to make you rich and powerful, I have treated you well. Now I have a big thing for you to do. If it succeeds, we will wash our hands in the golden basin and become rich and powerful. If it fails, , we will never give up and we will live and die together, brothers, please express your stance!"

"Brother, just tell us whatever you want us to do. I, Zhu Yong, will listen to you...!"

"Yes, brother, we brothers all listen to you!"

After hearing what Zhu Yong said, the other three people expressed their stance at the same time. Chen Zhao nodded and said:

"Zhu Yong, Yao Zhi, you two are like this... Li Hong, Luo Guan, you two are like this...!"

The four of them listened carefully to what Chen Zhao said, carefully asked for some details, and then said goodbye to Chen Zhao to do the preparation work.

After seeing the four people off, Chen Zhao called Ning Cheng and said:

"Boss Ning, we have an appointment with a client to meet at 3 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Please prepare!"

Of course, Ning Cheng was excited and thanked him, and hung up the phone. Ning Cheng was happy but also worried. He was devastated by the loss of his son in old age. Chen Bo was still alive, so he made killing Chen Bo his lifelong goal...

Now that Chen Bo is dead, he suddenly has no goal in life, and he is confused and doing nothing all day long.

As the investment promotion director of Anning City, he secretly does evil things of selling national treasures.

He once heard someone say that people who work in this industry will not end well, and if they work too much, they will have no descendants.

At that time, he scoffed, thinking that as long as he had money in his pocket, he could let his son marry ten wives and have 100 grandchildren.

Now that his son died tragically, he finally believed in karma. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but burst into tears!

And Chen Zhao was plotting to do something big, and he was also very nervous...

If you succeed in something big, you can enjoy all the glory and wealth incognito, but if you fail, you will die without a burial place!

It was getting dark. Chen Zhao sat in front of the window, looking at the not-so-busy street. He looked at the time, gritted his teeth and stood up...

Wearing a mask and cap, walked out of the room, went down to the first floor, got into a black business car, and hurriedly disappeared into the night...!