The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Looking at them flirting, the Rakshasa woman, who was lying on the ground, was filled with anger, but when she thought of the dense jungle just now, she couldn't help feeling scared.

"Impossible! Impossible!" She kept shaking her head. "How can you control the power of the earth? Even Fatima couldn't do it. She couldn't leave the jungle, couldn't leave the South Seas. If she left, she would lose the power of the jungle. This is Atlantic City. How can you turn into a jungle here? This is impossible! Who are you? Who are you?"

The Rakshasa woman became hysterical.

Chanali looked at her coldly: "The jungle is everywhere. It once covered the entire world until you destroyed it. But the earth is eternal. No matter how the world changes, as long as the earth is still there, the jungle will not disappear."

"Don't use these principles to teach me!" The Rakshasa woman shouted, "It must be that sword fairy. He must have taught you the powerful fairy magic. Humph, don't be too happy too soon! I can't beat you, but it doesn't mean that our Rakshasa clan will be afraid of you. Do you know where this place is? Do you know whose property this is? If you have the guts, kill me. Our princess will not let you go! King Nandi will flatten your city and throw you all into hell!"

Chanali frowned when she heard this.

Ma Shan was confused and said, "What a mess! Who is King Nandi? Is he crazy?"

Chanali said: "The Nandi King she mentioned should be the mount of Lord Shiva in Brahmanism, whose original body was a one-horned white bull. The Indians regard cows as the incarnation of God and worship them very much, and it is precisely because of this cow."

"What does a myth have to do with them? Lord Shiva's mount, and Taishang Laojun rides a cow!"

"It can't be said that there is no connection." Chanali said, "I have heard Master talk about the Rakshasas before. It is said that a long time ago, the Rakshasas were originally a species that escaped from hell. They can control evil ghosts and summon evil spirits, and are the public enemy of the world. After the ancient war between the demon gods, Lord Shiva was sealed, and the white bull Nandi gained freedom and married the Rakshasa princess Kala Nandil. Since then, the relationship between the Rakshasas and Brahmanism has eased, and they have even become an important force in it."

"The White Bull married the Rakshasa Princess? Isn't this... the Bull Demon King?" Ma Shan finally remembered where he had heard the name Rakshasa Girl before, and suddenly found it a bit absurd, "Don't tell me their princess is holding a fan in her hand!"

Chanali also laughed: "What my master said is also a legend, which may not be true. Maybe the person who wrote the novel also got inspiration from these legends."

The two men were talking and laughing, leaving the Rakshasa woman aside, which made her very angry.

At this time, Abhishek suddenly said, "You two, you are not here to fight this time, right? We have seen your strength, but in the end, things still have to be resolved, unless you want to raze Atlantic City to the ground, right, you two?"

Mashan looked at Abhishek with some surprise. This kid hasn't lost his mind yet. He is quite a character.

"Okay, how do you solve this?"

"You two, this is a gambling city, so of course everything should be solved by gambling. Isn't that what you do in Las Vegas and Macau?"

"Bet?" Ma Shan sneered, "Sure, but who among you wants to bet with me? What's the stakes?"

Abhishek said: "Atlantic City is a little different from other gambling cities. On the surface, we all operate casinos in the city, such as the Taj Mahal Palace, but in fact, the important gambling here is carried out on the ship."

"On the ship?"

"Yes, this place is close to the sea, and outside is the vast Atlantic Ocean. We have a special gambling ship, and the gambling will be carried out on the high seas. No matter what kind of game it is, there will be no restrictions there. If you agree, we can organize a special one for you, using the largest ship, and both sides will send out the strongest teams, with a number of less than ten people, or you can decide. The limit is three days, and after the time is up, whoever has more chips in hand will be the winner. If you win, we will withdraw from Atlantic City."

"After saying so much, can you make the decision?" Ma Shan asked.

Abhishek smiled and said, "I may not be able to make decisions on other matters, but I can definitely make decisions on gambling."

"It's easy to say. If you win, you have the final say. But if you lose, and your boss refuses to take responsibility, who can we go to for justice?" Ma Shan sneered, "We are not afraid of your tricks, but we don't want to waste time. Let your boss come out."

"Once you get on board, you will meet my boss," said Abhishek.

Ma Shan knew that the other party had a conspiracy, but he didn't care. If he was afraid to retreat if he went to the sea to gamble, he would not be Ma Shan, and he would not come to Atlantic City.

"Okay, then I'll make a bet with you guys, but three days is too long. I don't have that much free time. How about one day? How about tomorrow?"

"Okay, it's a deal!" Abhishek agreed readily.

……

The next morning, Ma Shan and Chanali stood on the pier in Atlantic City, gazing at the behemoth in front of them - perhaps the most luxurious cruise ship in the world.

The morning light of the rising sun shines on the cruise ship, giving it a golden glow, making it look more like a floating palace. The cruise ship is extremely gorgeous in appearance, with glittering gems inlaid on the hull, and warm and soft lights shining through the huge portholes, as if welcoming every VIP who is about to board the ship.

Chanali, wearing an evening gown, walked slowly towards the boarding gate holding the arm of Ma Shan, who was wearing a white suit.

The news of this gambling game that was about to take place on the high seas of the Atlantic Ocean had spread all over the world yesterday.

Lang Yuwen sent someone to deliver them dresses, saying that they must not lose the face and style of Lord Ma of Haojiang and the Goddess of Malaysia.

Sending a private jet just to deliver two dresses is really impressive.

This grand move naturally caused a sensation in the entire Atlantic City.

Ma Shan knew that Lang Yuwen did it on purpose. This guy always thought things through. He had already started planning in Hong Kong and North America since the first day he took over Jingli Group, when he was still renting an office in Hecheng. Ma Shan admired him very much for this.

Ma Shan didn't like wearing formal attire. If someone else gave him a formal attire, he wouldn't even bother to look at it. But when Lang Yuwen gave him one, he put it on.

Ma Shan was a man of great stature, and looked quite heroic in a tuxedo. Chanali, who was standing beside him, was even more beautiful and charming, outshining the other stars who had been waiting on the deck.

This gambling game has attracted particular attention due to the two foreshadowings in Macau and Las Vegas.

Almost all the celebrities from Atlantic City came, and some even flew in overnight from other places.

The pier was bustling with people, celebrities, and well-dressed people, each of whom exuded confidence and composure. When Ma Shan and Chanali appeared, they immediately became the center of attention.

Ma Shan held Chanali's hand and slowly stepped onto the gangway of the cruise ship.

The deck was already filled with guests, most of whom were tycoons from local casinos.

And in the center of the deck, between two rows of bodyguards disguised as waiters, stood three men.

On the left was Abhishek, on the right was the Rakshasa woman, and between them stood a child who looked only seven or eight years old. He was wearing a red suit, had dyed red hair, and was holding a cigar in his hand like an adult.