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

Li Muchen looked at Liu Qiming and said, "Brother Mashan, you seem to have found a treasure. This guy is a genius."

"The old guys in Haojiang don't know what they are doing. They only know how to rank based on seniority, and young people can't get ahead. Since you killed Cai Hezhong, several young people have come up. Qiming is my favorite, and he has no chance." it disappointed me."

At this point, Ma Shan suddenly realized something and looked at Li Muchen, "What do you mean by genius? You definitely don't mean Qian Shu!"

Li Muchen smiled and asked, "Has he seen that movie called The Gambler?"

"Of course I've seen it, eh, no, you've seen it too?"

Ma Shan was very curious. In his impression, Li Muchen had never seen a movie.

"Have you forgotten? More than three years ago, when we first arrived in Xiangjiang and stayed at the Peninsula Hotel, I watched it on the TV in the hotel room." Li Muchen said.

Mashan laughed unconsciously: "Ha, you guys actually watch TV? I thought you would practice in the room. Well, Gambling Saint... you mean..."

Li Muchen smiled and said nothing.

Ma Shan seemed to understand something. When he looked at Liu Qiming again, he discovered the energy and power of his mind emanating from him.

This guy is actually born with such strong willpower!

As the champion of the Las Vegas Gambling King Competition, Elber certainly felt the unique temperament of Liu Qiming, a master of thousands of disciplines.

He frowned slightly and couldn't help but look back at Lin Tianhao.

Lin Tianhao sat on the Taishi's chair, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered, as if an old monk was in meditation.

Seeing that his teacher was so calm, Elber couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. His moral conduct was still low.

Thinking that Liu Qiming's hand and hamstrings were severed, he actually felt timid when facing a disabled person. It was really ridiculous.

What is there to fear about people without hands?

Unless he can practice the highest state of Qianju - Thousands of Minds.

There are no thousand in the hand, but there are thousands in the heart.

A person who has mastered the art of thinking a thousand times, not only can his cards be ever-changing and do whatever he wants, but he can also see through the opponent's mind, making it impossible for the opponent to hide his trump card.

But even the teacher Lin Tianhao couldn't reach this level, so how could the cripple in front of him possibly achieve it!

Elber cheered up, puffed up his chest and said, "Okay, show me your chips. How much capital did you bring?"

Liu Qiming looked back at Mashan.

Ma Shan was stunned for a moment, rubbed his newly shaved head with his big hands, and laughed twice awkwardly: "Negligence, negligence, I came in a hurry, I forgot to bring money."

Chanali accompanied him to the barber shop in Yajing to get his haircut, and he also bought new clothes in Yajing.

Chanali did not accompany Mashan this time because she had to deal with the Xuanjiang Sect and she had become the new Malaysian goddess.

After Ma Shan had his hair cut, he and Li Muchen hurried to Haojiang.

Neither of them had any idea about money, they had never thought about money, and they even forgot that gambling requires capital.

Mashan's words stunned everyone present.

What? There's such a big fuss, and now you say you don't have any money?

Elber slapped the table and laughed: "Hahaha, this is the first time I have seen someone come to the VIP hall to gamble without any money! Mr. Ma, do you want me to find a big guy and lend you some? Hahaha!"

Li Muchen said: "Let's use Jingli Group as a bet."

After hearing the words "Jingli Group", there was no sound at the scene. Everyone, including Elber, looked at Li Muchen.

"Who are you?" asked Elb.

"Li Muchen."

There was an uproar.

The name Li Muchen has not been heard for more than three years, and many people have forgotten this man who once changed the entire Haojiang overnight.

Lin Tianhao, who was originally in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Li Muchen like a hawk.

"It turns out it's Mr. Li from Beijing, whom I've admired for a long time!" Elber said, "Excuse me, how many shares of Jingli Group Mr. Li plans to use as a bet? Have you brought the asset documents?"

Li Muchen shook his head: "No."

"No?" Elber smiled, "Mr. Li, this is not a child's play. I heard that Jingli Group's development this year is not very good. The US government took the lead in imposing sanctions, and business in Europe was also hindered. Many businesses International giants have terminated their cooperation with Jingli. Isn’t it because you can’t continue to develop, so you just bet on empty shell assets and want to escape from the shell?”

Elber's words were reasonable and well-founded, making many people present think it was very possible.

"Mr. Li, you don't have cash or notarized asset documents, so I can't help you." Elber stood up and spread his hands, "I don't have money to place bets, so I won't accompany you."

At this moment, I suddenly heard a loud shout: "Who said you don't have money to bet?"

I saw Zheng Jiahao coming in from the gate, followed by a group of people. Among them, a Westerner was carrying two Taishi chairs, the same style as the ones Lin Tianhao sat on, only larger and more domineering.

Zheng Jiahao directed them to carry two chairs to Ma Shan and Li Muchen.

"Master Ma, Mr. Li, please sit down."

Ma Shan was happy when he saw it: "You brat, where did you get it?"

Zheng Jiahao whispered: "I borrowed it from the furniture store next door!"

Ma Shan laughed loudly and sat down with Li Muchen.

Then he looked at Zheng Jiahao and asked, "Are you rich?"

Zheng Jiahao smiled mysteriously: "Master Ma, just wait, the money will come soon."

Ma Shan thought it was the funds raised from Zheng Jiahao's small underground casino, and wondered how much money could be made from that kind of place? Ten to twenty million is as high as the sky. But it's better than nothing, so just wait patiently.

Elber was very unhappy and secretly blamed the casino security for allowing this kid to bring in the chair.

"I'm asking you if you have money to bet. What's the use of moving two chairs? If you have money, take it out. If you don't have money, get out!"

Suddenly I heard a woman's voice: "Isn't it just money? I'll pay for it."

People followed the sound and saw a woman with gray hair and a plump figure but a heroic spirit at the gate walking in.

"Sister He!"

Everyone exclaimed, and even Ma Shan was surprised.

It turned out to be none other than He Qinglian, the eldest daughter of the He family and the eldest daughter of the gambling king He Jiachang.

He Qinglian walked to the gambling table, nodded slightly to Ma Shan and Li Muchen, and then said loudly: "In the name of the current head of the He family, I, He Qinglian, am willing to use all the assets of the He family to fully support Mr. Ma and Mr. Liu Qiming. Here is He Qinglian All the family’s asset documents are worth five billion in total.”

The assistant following her placed the file box on the table and took out a stack of documents from it.

People couldn't help but sigh.

Five billion sounds like a lot, but this is the He family! Once the most wealthy family in Haojiang, it was ranked among the best in the entire Southeast Asia.

Three years ago, when Li Muchen and Cai Hezhong were gambling, they bet all the assets of Xiangjiang Li Yancheng in order to win several casinos in Hejiachang.

It is a pity that when He Jiachang died, the whole Haojiang changed, and the He family fell overnight. The once arrogant young master Guangzhi has now become a joke among Haojiang people.

If it weren't for He Qinglian, I'm afraid there would be nothing left in the He family now.

"Sister!" Ma Shan was moved.

He Qinglian waved her hand towards him: "Ma Shan, you don't need to say anything. Our He family is sorry for you. I believe that you will come back, and I am waiting for this day. If necessary, don't say this. Five billion, even if my life, He Qinglian, is put on the gambling table, I will never frown!"

……

At the same time, in a luxurious villa, He Guangzhi was kneeling on the ground and crying to his father: "Dad, please save me! If I don't pay back the money, they will kill me!"

"You bastard!" He Chengjun was so drunk that he picked up a wine bottle and threw it at He Guangzhi's head. However, when he hit it halfway, his hand stopped in mid-air. After all, he couldn't bear it.

"You killed the old man and caused the He family to become what it is now. You still want to sell this ancestral home. Are you still a human being?"

"Dad, they are really going to kill me!" He Guangzhi hugged He Chengjun's leg, "They are serious this time! They will cut off my hands and torture me to death!"

He Chengjun sighed and took two sips of wine: "It's too late, your aunt has already taken away the property rights of this house."

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, He Guangzhi collapsed on the ground.

There were noisy sounds outside, and debt collectors were banging on the iron door with sticks.

The bells rang in the Mazu Temple not far away.