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"I do."
Under the pressure of Feng Bingwen's gaze, Du He, whose shoulder had slumped, readily agreed, even somewhat impatiently.
Because he took the wrong path from the beginning, he encountered a lot of resistance when he tried to get a permanent job. Otherwise, with his physique, it wouldn't have been difficult for him to find a proper job to support his family. But when people inquired about what he did before, they all refused to hire him.
As for joining a security escort agency, although it's somewhat dangerous, it's acceptable. The current Daqian era is a prosperous one, with peace and order throughout the land. Mountain bandits and thieves who rob roads are rare, though not completely extinct; there's still a possibility of encountering them.
However, compared to wild animals in the mountains and forests, they pose a greater threat. But there's no need to worry too much. If you're traveling in a group, there are basically no wild animals that would dare to attack a human convoy, unless they are some special species.
"Okay, once your shoulder injury has healed, go report to the escort agency yourself. I'll put in a good word with them."
Feng Bingwen believed that the old bodyguard would give him face, as long as he still wanted to save face.
"Also, return that silver coin later. Don't accept this dirty money!"
"yes."
Du He dared not voice any objections; whatever Feng Bingwen said went.
Yesterday, hoping for the best, he went with the casino staff to collect a debt, only to be confronted by this person this morning. This really startled him.
"That's settled then, I'll be going now."
After saying that, Feng Bingwen walked out of the cramped alley and onto the bustling street. He ignored the well-dressed men following behind him, made his way around, and then stepped forward.
"Master Feng, where are you going?"
Hu Xianyu hurried after him; he had just noticed that the man's expression was not quite right.
"I'm planning to go check out the casino, do you want to come?"
"Master Feng, what are you planning to do?"
Hu Er was startled. This young man, who possessed superhuman strength, was extremely self-disciplined, and Hu Er did not believe that the other party went to the casino for entertainment.
"Go talk to the person in charge of the casino and set some rules for him. Don't worry, I won't cause trouble for their place."
Feng Bingwen smiled. Casinos and brothels are places that exist wherever there are many people. Whether it is a prosperous era or a dynasty in decline, these things have always existed, only varying in scale.
"Brother Feng, please don't do anything reckless. Take it easy. The people behind this casino are not ordinary; they are not like us."
Hu Er was startled and quickly tried to stop him.
"You know a lot, huh? Tell me, how powerful are the casino's backers?"
Feng Bingwen smiled indifferently. The gray industry is most prone to breeding evil. The casinos in Qingshan County are also the same kind of ordinary casinos. They do all the things that ordinary casinos do.
"Master Feng, let me put it this way to you, the Constable Xing you know also goes in to play a few rounds in his spare time."
Hu Er looked around, then leaned close to Feng Bingwen's ear and gave him a subtle reminder.
"Oh, I understand."
Feng Bingwen nodded calmly, showing no surprise. Then he smiled at the terrified Hu Er and reassured him.
"Don't be nervous. I already said, I'm not going to cause trouble. I'm going to reason with them."
Gambling, if not controlled properly, can lead to the destruction of families and even death. But to completely ban it is absolutely impossible; everyone is born a gambler.
"What logic can you expect in a casino?"
Hu Er was so anxious he wanted to jump up and down. After spending several months together, this man who had reformed had come to regard Feng Bingwen as one of his own.
"Moreover, there are real martial arts masters guarding this casino. Although you possess superhuman strength, they are experts with real skills!"
"A master? How skilled?"
Feng Bingwen, watching Hu Er pacing anxiously, found it amusing; this guy wasn't such a heartless wretch after all. He even knew to worry about him.
As for the casino's experts, well, he had already inquired about them when he first had the idea of taking over the casino.
Even a plucked flower or a flying leaf can be deadly. This power is almost identical to that of the chivalrous heroes in storytelling tales who can leap across rooftops and soar through the skies.
But that's all there is to it. Back then, when that old镖师 from Qingfeng镖局 approached him, he claimed to be a top-notch expert and even showed off some dazzling moves in front of him.
This piqued Feng Bingwen's interest, and he wondered if he should learn from the old镖师 (bodyguard/escort). He tentatively shook hands with the old镖师, and then his interest in learning martial arts vanished, leaving only a four-word evaluation:
Too flashy!
Those martial arts masters with superb skills may possess skills far beyond those of ordinary people, and may even have some superpowers that ordinary people simply cannot achieve, but ultimately they have not surpassed the limits of human beings. Facing him, an anomaly who can even call himself the Water Lord is simply no match for him.
In the end, Hu Er couldn't stop him, and Feng Bingwen swaggered into the largest underground casino in Qingshan County in broad daylight.
Because Feng Bingwen was already renowned, as soon as he entered the casino, he was "invited" to a "private room" by the casino's manager. There, Feng Bingwen, who was in charge of the casino, demonstrated his "reasoning" and exchanged ideas with the "expert" who was in charge of the casino. The casino's manager was "satisfied" and was finally able to listen to Feng Bingwen speak in peace.
"I'm not here to cause trouble, so I won't go after you all. I'm just here to set some rules for you."
First, anyone who comes to your place to relax and loses everything, including their property deeds, or even their wife and children, should be kicked out and forbidden from gambling again. Also, write down their names for me.
Second, the interest rates on your loans must not exceed the highest interest rates offered by pawnshops on the street. Even when collecting debts, you must leave room for negotiation; you cannot take all the money. You must leave behind a place to live and make a living.
"this……"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's demands, the casino's manager's expression shifted. If these conditions were agreed to, the casino would still make a profit, albeit a much smaller one.
“If you can’t make the decision, call out the person behind you. I’ll talk to him. I believe he’s a reasonable person.”
Feng Bingwen smiled.
“I can agree to this small matter, Young Master Feng. I will abide by the rules you have set.”
The person in charge glanced at the "expert" whose limbs were twisted and embedded in the wall next to him, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, forced a smile, and quickly agreed.
He ran the casino only to make money, not to risk his life. The expert he hired at great expense, whose hands and feet were trained to the point of being able to cut through gold and jade, was crippled in just one exchange. Before he could even see what happened, the guy was embedded in the wall, becoming a hanging painting.