Everyone present could see that Bei Yinlin had injured Zhuang Jinling's arm with his internal force, and they could also see that Zhuang Jinling was enduring the pain. But he didn't point out to Bei Yinlin that he broke the rules, but Bei Yinlin was a prominent figure in He Cheng, so he broke the rules and injured the younger generation, and even grabbed the other party's cards, which would hurt his face if he said it.
He smiled and withdrew his hand, and didn't grab the cards from Zhuang Jinling again: "I'm so sorry, I forgot the rules when I saw the cards I wanted, and rushed to grab the cards, young man, are you not injured?"
Li Sang clapped his hands secretly to see if Zhuang Jinling dared to take her seat. It would be better if Bei Yinlin could beat Zhuang Jinling to death with one palm, and Beiyin Cangmo could marry again.
Zhuang Jinling forced a smile: "It's okay."
Bei Yinsen sneered: "The consequences of being overwhelmed."
He and his father are among the few people who know that Beiyin Cangmo and Zhuang Jinling are married. They know Zhuang Jinling's situation well, and they know that Zhuang Jinling is a waste of martial arts. A martial artist, but such a person is overconfident. He insists on playing cards with his father and Luo Jinshen. There is no reason not to suffer a disadvantage against a seventh-level master.
Having said that, he and his father were able to recognize Zhuang Jinling thanks to the video of Zhuang Jinling winning one billion yuan in the league. Originally, he and his father didn't plan to take care of Zhuang Jinling's affairs, and a useless piece of trash wasn't worthy of their attention, but Zhuang Jinling injured Beiyin Shuanghua, and later Beiyin Shuanghua and his parents went to the hospital because of Zhuang Jinling, so the capital city master put pressure on them to deal with Zhuang Jinling.
It just so happened that Zhuang Jinling sent himself in front of them tonight, coupled with Zhuang Jinling's arrogant attitude, even his father couldn't help but attack him.
Zhuang Jinling glanced at him and chuckled: "Whether I am overestimated or not, at least I have the guts to sit here and play cards with the masters."
Bei Yinsen sneered: "You are asking for your own death."
Luo Jinshen really admired Zhuang Jinling, and he spoke out for Zhuang Jinling: "Nephew Beiyin, you are serious, but it's just a game of cards, and it's not a life-and-death battle on the dueling stage. How could you die? Are you right, Beiyin?" Brother Yin?"
Bei Yinlin smiled and said: "Brother Luo is right, my son is too impatient and doesn't know how to speak properly."
He secretly stepped on his son's foot, signaling not to say more, to leave a bad impression on people.
Bei Yinsen shut his mouth and said no more.
Northern Yin Cangmo asked Zhuang Jinling: "It's your turn to play."
Zhuang Jinling looked at the cards in his hand, then at the cards on Bei Yinlin's table, and played the cards he just got.
Bei Yinlin raised his eyebrows: "Little brother, you know that I want this card, but you still want to play it, so you are not afraid of me being fooled?"
Zhuang Jinling said with a smile: "This game is for me to honor your old man, and I will be ashamed to win your card later."
In fact, his hands really hurt too much, and he needs to end this round quickly.
Bei Yinlin smiled in a low voice: "Then I'll be impolite, I'm a fool."
Zhuang Jinling handed him the chips, got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Li Sang sneered: "Mr. Zhuang won't be planning to urinate, will he?"
Zhuang Jinling glanced at her: "I've been sitting here for almost two hours, it's not too much to go to the bathroom, right? I'm not like you, I can evaporate urine with internal force."
With a puff, Luo Hua smiled unceremoniously, and smiles flashed in the eyes of the others.
Li Sang blushed with anger: "Who would use internal force to do such a thing."
"I'll be back in five minutes. No one is allowed to take my seat. Whoever takes my place is a bastard." Zhuang Jinling walked to the bathroom.
Beiyin Cangmo looked at his back, frowned slightly, then looked at the people around him, he hesitated, lowered his eyelids, and did not look at Zhuang Jinling again.
After Zhuang Jinling entered the private bathroom, he slumped down on the toilet like a deflated balloon: "Damn it, Bei Yinlin is really ruthless."
He raised his right hand, but his hand was shaking all the time, and he felt a piercing pain in his bones even when he flexed his fingers. After leaving the casino, he went to the hospital for treatment.
Five minutes later, Luo Jinshen, who was sitting at the mahjong table, saw that Zhuang Jinling hadn't come out yet, wondering if the young man would faint in the toilet, and motioned his eldest son to take a look.
As soon as Luo Bing turned around, he saw Zhuang Jinling coming out of the bathroom in high spirits: "He's back."
Zhuang Jinling smiled and sat down: "Sorry, I'm late, let's continue."
Everyone saw that he was not only fine, but also had a flushed face. They felt strange in their hearts, and even thought that he was not seriously injured just now.
But Bei Yinlin knew very well that Zhuang Jinling's injury was not serious, and it was impossible to get well so quickly.
As everyone knows, Zhuang Jinling took painkillers, which were prepared for his bone pain, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.
Beiyin Cangmo looked at his right hand, only to look away when he saw that he was holding the dice with ease.
Zhuang Jinling said to Bei Yinlin: "Patriarch Bei Yin, I will not show mercy to you from now on."
Bei Yinlin felt that Zhuang Jinling would not shed tears when he saw the coffin, so he smiled and said, "Just let the horse come here."
Zhuang Jinling smiled at Beiyin Cangmo and Luo Jinshen: "Let's fuck him together."
When it came to fucking him, he quietly kicked Beiyin Cangmo's foot to make him respond.
Beiyin Cangmo raised his eyebrows, he really couldn't figure out where Zhuang Jinling had the confidence to be a seventh-level warrior, but based on what he knew about Zhuang Jinling these days, if this person was not sure, he wouldn't say such a thing.
He hesitated, hmm.
Zhuang Jinling said to Northern Yin Cangmo: "I want to change seats with you, and have some good luck with Colonel Luo."
Beiyin Cangmo didn't know what he wanted to do, but if he could reach Beiyinlin, he would be more than happy to cooperate with Zhuang Jinling: "Anything you want."
He got up and changed places with Zhuang Jinling.
Luo Pinqi watched Beiyin Cangmo leave, unhappily staring at Zhuang Jinling who was sitting next to her.
Luo Jinshen joked to Bei Yinlin: "Brother Bei Yin, you have to be careful, once young people get serious, it will be scary."
Beiyin Lin didn't take Beiyin Cangmo and Zhuang Jinling seriously: "It's good for young people to have fighting spirit, but sometimes it's not necessarily a bad thing to do what they can. Next, I ask Brother Luo to be merciful."
Luo Jinshen said with a smile: "It should be Brother Bei Yin who showed mercy."
After everyone has played the dice, they enter a new round of gambling.
Zhuang Jinling first looked at the cards on everyone's table, and then at the cards on the table that had not been taken away, and quickly calculated everyone's next play in his mind.
He smiled and played the cards: "Three cylinders."
"Eat." Beiyin Cangmo beat out the fortune after eating.
Bei Yinlin and Luo Jinshen were still the same as before, changing cards secretly at the beginning.
Zhuang Jinling was very calm, and offered another 20,000 yuan.
Beiyin Cangmo looked at the 10,000 and 30,000 in the card, couldn't help but look at Zhuang Jinling, and said, "Eat."
Zhuang Jinling sighed: "I thought I would be very lucky if I changed positions, but I didn't expect to give you cards all the time."
Beiyin Cangmo smiled: "Thank you so much."
In the next round, Zhuang Jinling could touch but didn't. He took a card and played again.
This time, Beiyin Cangmo didn't take it, but got the card he wanted very much.
He found that after changing his position, his luck in playing cards improved a lot.
After playing this card, he enters the draw.
Bei Yinlin, who was next to him, was depressed. He kept taking cards. For example, he had just defeated Dongfeng, and then Dongfeng came again in the next round. He didn't get a good card, and he was so angry.
Seeing that everyone had entered the stage of listening to cards, he was still holding a bad hand, so he had to rely on grabbing cards to get the cards he wanted. He set his target on Zhuang Jinling and Beiyin Cangmo.
Zhuang Jinling is not as good as him in martial arts, and he will only suffer if he steals cards from him, so if the other party wants to grab cards, he must let him grab them.
But Beiyin Cangmo is different, he needs to perform well in front of Luo Jinshen, even if he can't beat Beiyin Lin, he still has to fight his opponent a few times.
When he took the cards, he started to guard against Bei Yinlin. As soon as he touched the mahjong with his fingertips, he immediately flicked the mahjong to his left.
Beiyin Lin didn't have such long hands, so he couldn't get mahjong, but it didn't prevent him from fighting with Beiyin Cangmo.
At first, the two just used ordinary moves, you attack, I push, the moves are evenly matched.
Bei Yinlin found that he couldn't take Bei Yin Cangmo with just a trick, so he quickly mobilized his inner strength, ready to take Beiyin Cangmo Zhenfei and take the mahjong back, but just as soon as his inner strength gathered, it suddenly dissipated, and he was shocked.
Beiyin Cangmo saw his thoughts, took advantage of his slight pause, luck slapped his palm.
At that moment, Bei Yinlin was knocked to the ground, and the chair and the person fell to the ground.
Sitting beside him, Bei Yinsen and the bodyguards of Bei Yin's family didn't react, and they didn't expect Bei Yinlin to be knocked down by Bei Yin Cangmo, so they didn't have time to help him.
The others were also stunned, very surprised that the seventh-level warrior would be knocked down by a person of a lower level than him.
"Dad, are you okay?" Bei Yinsen hurriedly helped Bei Yinlin up.
Beiyin Cangmo's eyes flashed with astonishment, he looked at his hands, in order to welcome Beiyinlin, he slapped with all his strength, but it was not enough to knock down the seventh-rank warrior.
Luo Jinshen also reached out to help Bei Yinlin, and asked concerned: "Brother Bei Yin, are you alright?"
In order to protect his image, Bei Yinlin quickly waved his hands: "It's okay, it's okay, I was just pushed down because I didn't sit still."
After all, he is a seventh-rank martial artist, and it is impossible for him to be overthrown by a person with a lower rank. Everyone believed his words.
Zhuang Jinling smiled at Bei Yinlin and said, "Patriarch Bei Yin, you will have to sit still later, if you are knocked down again, others will no longer believe that you did not sit still."
Bei Yinlin lowered his eyes to cover the hostility in his eyes, and when he raised his eyelids again, a smile appeared on his face: "You are right, I will sit still."
Bei Yinsen said angrily: "Zhuang Jinling, what do you mean? Could it be that my father, a seventh-level warrior, can be overthrown by a fourth-level warrior?"
Luo Pinqi reported the grievances for Cangmo of Northern Yin: "Cangmo is now a fifth-level warrior."
Bei Yinlin and Bei Yinsen were taken aback for a moment: "Fifth dan? Has it been promoted to 5th dan?"
Northern Yin Cangmo's improvement speed is too fast, right? I remember that when he first came to Hecheng, he was only a second-tier martial artist, but in the past four years, he has risen from second-tier to fifth-tier, isn't it too fast? For other people, it would take at least ten or twenty years to rise to the fifth rank.
But didn't the people in the master's family say that Beiyin Cangmo and Zhuang Jinling were both waste materials for practicing martial arts? How did you improve so fast in the past few years