Upstairs in the private room, guests and Brother Kun are drinking. There are big fish and meat on the tables of the two of them. Brother Kun eats with pride, but the guests find it hard to swallow.
Brother Kun saw the guest's hesitation, drank a bowl of wine with a smile, and said, "Do you have doubts?"
"That's right. You have been away for many years before you came back and founded this righteous gambling house. In the early years, you also ruined other people's families and amassed wealth quickly. But as you get older, you mostly seek stability. You have probably I haven't done this for three years. Why did you choose Wang Zhengzheng today?"
The guest asked with a sigh.
"Of course I have a reason, and it's a very good reason." Brother Kun laughed.
"Forget it." Seeing this, the guest shook his head and said, paused, and then said: "You just need to be more careful. There is a saying that you often walk by the river, and there is no one who does not get your shoes wet."
"I understand the truth, but it's definitely not this time." Brother Kun smiled, and his eyes showed a very confident light.
The guest opened his mouth, intending to speak. At this moment, there was a loud bang and screams from below the casino.
Brother Kun frowned, and when he was talking about whether to wet his shoes, he seemed to be a bit lazy. Brother Kun felt a little uneasy, but was extinguished in an instant.
"what happened?"
Brother Kun shouted.
"Someone came to find fault, it's amazing, Brother Kun." A thug came in scrambling, with a pale face and horror.
"Calm down, I've been around the rivers and lakes for many years, who hasn't seen anyone?" Brother Kun said angrily, and then said to the guests: "Sit down for a while, I'll go and have a look."
"I'll go and have a look too." The guest felt something was wrong, and got up and said.
"Okay." Brother Kun nodded, and the three of them went downstairs together.
The downstairs was in a mess, with food and wine spilled all over the floor, and the thugs were stumbling around, spitting blood, or clutching their chests, screaming and wailing endlessly. On one of the clean gaming tables, a scholar sat.
Brother Kun looked at this, and the veins on his forehead popped up. His eyes seemed to breathe fire, he stared at the scholar, and asked, "Who are you? Why don't you give me face?"
"Brother Kun, he is Chen Guhong!" A thug recognized Chen Guhong and said to Brother Kun.
"Chen Guhong?" Brother Kun's pupils shrank, but since he saw the real master, he also calmed down. Although he didn't expect Chen Guhong to be so good at fighting.
After calming down, Brother Kun walked up to Chen Guhong and sat down opposite Chen Guhong, and asked, "Since you're here, you know the rules. Thirty thousand taels of silver, you still don't want to pay it back?"
"I don't have thirty thousand taels of silver, but I have one hundred thousand taels of gold. I'll bet you with this sword." Chen Guhong gently placed the sword on the table.
Brother Kun's first reaction was the same as that of his subordinates, this kid is crazy. It was much easier to face the lunatic, Brother Kun smiled and said: "Your broken sword is worth one hundred thousand taels of gold?"
"Kun, Kunwu Sword!" At this moment, Brother Kun's guest recognized the sword, his pupils shrank suddenly, and said tremblingly. Then he immediately stomped at Brother Kun and said, "You, you. I told you that you often walk by the river, how can you keep your shoes from getting wet? Friend, please ask for blessings."
After the guest finished speaking, he walked away, as if he was not facing a sword, but an army, a wild beast.
But no one at the scene laughed at him, and everyone looked at the sword with breathless attention, including Brother Kun. The casino is well-informed, and they all know the origin of Kunwu Sword.
"Gulu!" Until then, the thugs didn't know who they had offended. Everyone's face was pale, swallowing saliva wildly, but they didn't even dare to scream, and held back desperately.
Brother Kun's face is very white, very white, the white part has no blood color, the white part seems to be transparent, and the blue blood vessels inside can be clearly seen, even the blood is cold and almost stops flowing.
He looked up at Chen Guhong with difficulty, as if he couldn't believe it.
But he had to believe, he believed in his friend's eyes.
Kunwu Sword! Thinking of this sword, thinking of what this sword represents, Brother Kun couldn't help trembling, after a while, Brother Kun stopped trembling, and said to a moving subordinate next to him: "Go, take the king Right to hold it down."
"Yes." The thug answered tremblingly, and hurried upstairs, and soon after he carried down a person, it was Wang Zhengzheng. It's just that his face was pale, without any color, his breathing was extremely weak, and he was in a deep sleep, like a disabled person.
The thug didn't dare to be a useless person, but instead became a grandfather, hugging his chest tightly, not daring to touch it.
"Master Chen." The thug knelt down in front of Chen Guhong, like a dog.
"Send it to my house and ask my maid to take care of it." Looking at his brother-in-law, Chen Guhong's pupils shrank for a while, and he said slowly. It seemed to be an illusion, but it didn't seem to be an illusion. Brother Kun felt that the man's tone became cold again.
"Yes." The thugs, as if they had received an amnesty, hurriedly carried Wang Zhengheng down. Brother Kun is very envious, because the thug can leave, and he has to continue to face the god of death.
He didn't dare to look at Chen Guhong, but he had to face it bravely. Probing: "Mr. Chen and that Shui Ping Shui swordsman are friends? Master and apprentice?"
Now that the news of Shui Ping's death has not spread, Chen Guhong held the Kunwu sword, so he misunderstood it.
"You don't need to worry about this, I just ask you whether you want to bet or not?" Chen Guhong's eyes were full of lifelessness, without any emotional fluctuations.
"I'm willing to give away all my family property." Knowing that things were going to be difficult, Brother Kun gritted his teeth and said.
"not enough."
Chen Guhong said.
"But I can't afford to gamble." Brother Kun felt as miserable as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, and was extremely afraid of his situation. His body trembled slightly, and he subconsciously grabbed the corner of the table. They are all protruding, and the veins are bursting.
"All your wealth, plus one hand." Chen Guhong said.
The thugs all around tightly covered their mouths, not daring to cry out. one hand!
Brother Kun's right hand was grasping the corner of the table, and his left hand was moving unnaturally, like a stiff corpse, with his hands forming fists or claws. After a moment of silence and struggling, Brother Kun said, "I bet!"
Saying that, Brother Kun got up and went to the nearby area to get the dice, dice bone, gait sloppy, back bent deeply, as if he had aged ten years. After a while, Brother Kun came back and put the gambling equipment on the table.
"There are no leopards, we simply bet on size. You come first." Chen Guhong said.
"Okay!" Brother Kun nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. In his early years, he traveled the rivers and lakes and made his living by gambling.
Knowing that Chen Guhong can't afford to provoke him, gambling is still a little lucky for him at this moment.
Be calm, be calm. For big and small bets, I get three sixes, which is at least a tie. Thinking of this, Brother Kun calmed down and shook the dice. When it was about the same time, Brother Kun put down the dice Gu.
But the moment the dice Gu was put down, Brother Kun's face turned pale as soon as his blood color recovered, even whiter than snow.
"Why three ones?" Brother Kun's heart was shaken, he was extremely frightened, and couldn't believe it. He looked at Chen Guhong, he knew it must be Chen Guhong's tricks, but he didn't understand, he didn't know why.
He has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, and has never seen such a method.
He wants to run, he wants to escape, he doesn't want to lose a hand.
But he didn't dare, he glanced at the Kunwu sword on the table, he didn't dare, he also has a wife and children, he didn't dare to imagine the fate of offending that level.
Brother Kun breathed out with difficulty, and said, "I lost." After finishing speaking, Brother Kun gritted his teeth and moved back, took out a short knife, snapped it with his left hand, and put it on the table.
"Ah!" With a roar, Brother Kun raised his knife and chopped off his left hand.
"what!"
The screams and the sound of blood gushing almost sounded at the same time. Brother Kun held his severed hand and fell to the ground. A horrific cry came from his mouth, and his injured body kept rolling, unable to stop for a moment.
But Brother Kun felt at ease. Although he missed his hand, his life was saved.
"Check out your property yourself, and send it to my Wang family." Chen Guhong said lightly, picked up the Kunwu sword on the table, and walked towards the door.
The thugs didn't dare to stop him, and they didn't even dare to look at the killing god.
Terrible, terrible.
"My lord, are you just letting him go like this?" Gao Zhuang asked Chen Guhong in the Purple Mansion in his mind.
"I have no intention of harming others, and I have always valued peace. But when I make a move, I will kill them all. Have you forgotten Wang Shun? But I can't kill people in full swing, at least not now. It's up to you next."
Chen Guhong said.
"I understand." Suddenly, Gao Zhuang left Chen Guhongzi's mansion and rushed towards Brother Kun.
Brother Kun just felt cold all over his body and shivered. But because the hot blood was gushing out, the whole body was dry and hot, the coolness relieved the pain, and the speed of the blood spurting also slowed down.
"Quick, find a doctor for me quickly." Brother Kun yelled.
"Yes Yes."
There was chaos in the casino.