Chapter 25 I Lost
Empty.
The gunshot completely broke the silence around, like a slap in the face of Lin Sheng opposite him.
Xie Yue lowered his eyes, and under the gaze of the others, he quickly moved the pistol away from his temples and put it down. The whole movement was smooth and fluid.
Just at the moment when the gun was about to drop, his eyes vaguely swept across Wen Nianchu.
As expected, this young lady didn't care about his life or death at all.
Her black and white eyes burned with a pure desire to win, and flashed with an almost naive enthusiasm for winning or losing.
Xie Yue lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
Wen Nianchu had no time to observe Xie Yue, her eyes were fixed on Lin Sheng opposite her.
The pride on the other person's face was directly shattered by the empty gunshot, leaving only the most primitive fear and despair.
Wen Nianchu's last shot was a blank.
This means that the gun chamber left for Lin Sheng must be loaded with a live bullet.
Thinking of this, he struggled to move his gaze from the pistol to Wen Nianchu, watching the other party with his palm facing up, smiling and making a "please" gesture to him.
At first, when he was sitting with Bai Yi Qiu and the others and heard Zhao Gan and the others talking and laughing, he thought that this woman was just a little lamb that had fallen into the tiger's mouth.
It seems so now.
The little sheep are him and Zhao Gan.
How could a woman who could set up a trap to make Bai Yi Qiu fall be simple?
This really taught him a lesson.
"Mr. Lin, it seems that the goddess of luck is not on your side today." Wen Nianchu raised his right hand, curled up his index finger, and gently tapped his forehead. He smiled and said, "Do you want to try here for the next shot?"
Lin Sheng's face turned pale.
Wen Nianchu, this madman, clearly knew that there was bullet in the last shot, but still suggested that he try it?
He stood opposite, unconsciously clenched his fists, and his eyes swept over the bodyguard opposite.
He thought about how humiliated this bodyguard was and how he didn't want to offend Wen Nianchu, and still found it unbelievable.
But now that things have come to this, he cannot change the outcome and has to admit that he lost to Wen Nianchu in luck.
He hung his head, dejected:
"I lost."
"But I'm a man of my words. The land in the west of the city belongs to you. I'll have a lawyer draft a contract as soon as I get back." Thinking of this, Lin Sheng gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words, "As for Zhao Gan's hand..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
Lin Sheng's eyes searched the crowd, his expression gradually darkening: "Where's Zhao Ganren?"
There was a murmur of discussion around:
“I don’t think I saw it just now…”
"When did you leave?"
“Who pays attention to this…”
Lin Sheng's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound.
Only then did he realize that while he was fighting for his brother, Zhao Gan had already slipped away quietly, leaving him alone in this embarrassing situation.
This thought made him so angry that he kicked the chair he was sitting on to the ground and roared:
"Zhao Gan, you spineless bastard! I'm risking my life for you, and you're running faster than a rabbit!"
“What the hell!”
He looked around, panting, and suddenly met Wen Nianchu's half-smile.
There was a cold amusement in those beautiful fox eyes, like a cat watching a mouse struggling under its claws.
Lin Sheng stopped cursing.
He belatedly began to realize—
Zhao Gan escaped, but the bet remained.
Would Wen Nianchu let him go so easily? Would Wen Nianchu...use his hand as collateral for the debt?
This thought made his blood freeze instantly, and he unconsciously looked at his trembling hands.
He chuckled.
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Before Wen Nianchu could speak, the crowd surrounding him suddenly became agitated.
The crowd that had just been gathered together automatically made way for them, and a woman in a cheongsam walked over gracefully, holding a cigarette in her hand, and kept moving towards Wen Nianchu's gambling table.
"Isn't this Sister Ruyan?"
Many old gamblers know her.
Mo Ruyan is a frequent visitor to the casino, but she is not famous for her gambling skills. Instead, she patrols the casino occasionally. Once she catches anyone cheating, she will punish them severely.
"Open."
Mo Ruyan stopped, right between Lin Sheng and Wen Nianchu. She raised her hand and signaled with her eyes to the men following behind her.
Behind her were two bodyguards in neat suits, one of whom was holding a beautifully wrapped gift box. As soon as Mo Ruyan finished speaking, the bodyguard opened the box.
With a click.
"Fuck!"
I don't know who shouted first, but I saw two bloody severed arms in the box, and the Rolex green Submariner on the wrist was the one Zhao Gan showed off every day.
Zhao Ganzhen's hand was chopped off.
Lin Sheng on the side was terrified. Although he had seen many poor people who lost all their money having their hands chopped off in the casino over the years, this was the first time he saw his brother being chopped off.
This made him feel disheartened. He was very uncomfortable with the transformation from a superior hunter to a prey.
Mo Ruyan's gaze fell on Wen Nianchu's face. She was surprised to find that Wen Nianchu's face turned pale at the moment his hand was broken.
According to common sense, the undercover agent has seen a lot of big scenes, so how could he be afraid of two severed hands?
Could it be that this little girl really just needed money to gamble, and she could even agree to play roulette without batting an eyelid, but was afraid of having her hand cut off?
Mo Ruyan had a lot of thoughts in her mind in a short period of time. She blew out a smoke ring, dispersing these thoughts along with her smoke:
"According to the rules of the imperial era, if you lose a bet, you must accept the consequences."
"Zhao Gan's hand is a gift to you."
A meeting gift?
Wen Nianchu's face turned pale the moment he saw the severed hand, simply because he felt a little bit disgusted. The box was full of blood, and the visual impact was a bit too strong.
Personally, she doesn't really like facing horror scenes.
In fact, from a side view, this imperial era was truly lawless and there was no one to govern.
Citizens' right to personal safety is not properly protected.
Wen Nianchu's gaze stopped on the strange woman opposite. She didn't know this person, but based on the reaction at the scene, this person's status in the imperial dynasty should be quite high.
She didn't show any special gambling skills here. She was approached by the other party after only two rounds of gambling. It must be that this person had other intentions.
Sure enough, when Wen Nianchu thought of this, the other party started to keep him in suspense.
"Little sister, can you please excuse me for a moment?"
Wen Nianchu folded his hands:
"Can't we just talk here? What if I go with you and you find someone to mess with me? What should I do? I'm just a weak little girl who can't resist."
She has a congenital heart disease in this life, so isn't she just a weak and helpless little girl?
Mo Ruyan: “….”
"It's not up to you."
Mo Ruyan signaled to the people around her with her eyes, and several men immediately went towards Wen Nianchu.
Xie Yue's hands gripped the men's shoulders like iron clamps.
His movements seemed casual, but his knuckles had already dug deep into the opponent's muscles. Several 5'80" strong men froze in place, cold sweat oozing from their foreheads, unable to move a single step.
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