Chapter 20 There is a Mole
Cheaters will tamper with the inside of the dice, resulting in different weights.
Standard weight is strong proof.
There was a low murmur of surprise from the crowd.
“That’s amazing.”
"There's an old saying that goes, 'Heroes have always emerged from youth.' Zhao Gan was actually defeated by a student. It's unbelievable!"
"Oh my god. I just didn't know you could play dice like this."
Amid the crowd's exclamations, only Zhao Gan felt his legs go limp. He slowly slid off the chair and collapsed to the ground.
His face was covered with snot and tears:
"Miss Wen! Miss Wen, spare my life! I...I can buy my hand with money!"
He doesn't want to be disabled!
Seeing Wen Nianchu's indifference, Zhao Gan immediately turned around and shouted frantically towards the far end of the hall:
"Master Bai! Master Bai, save me!"
This casino is Bai Yi Qiu's territory, and it was he who asked him to kill Wen Nianchu.
He will definitely not stand by and watch someone die.
When Zhao Gan saw that the bodyguard had not moved, he knew that he still had a glimmer of hope.
So, even though he was lying on the ground, his eyes were frantically scanning towards the far end of the hall, where sat the real mastermind behind the gambling game.
"Mr. Bai, is he the Crown Prince of the Imperial Dynasty?" Someone was surprised by Zhao Gan's address, and his eyes moved to the sofa area in the hall. Only certain people were qualified to sit on the sofa area there. Unfortunately, it was too far away, and one could only vaguely feel that there were a few people sitting there, but as to whether the Crown Prince was there, it was not certain.
Wen Nianchu smiled and raised the corners of his lips:
"In this imperial era, it's important to accept defeat if you're willing to gamble. You lost a hand, and now you're accusing me of cheating. Even if you call me Young Master Bai, it's useless."
"You might as well call me Daddy instead of Bai Shao."
Her words were equally malicious.
After he finished speaking, Wen Nianchu slowly walked towards Zhao Gan.
Even though she only wore a pair of ordinary white sneakers when she went out today, every step she took seemed to step on people's hearts, making people around her feel nervous.
Some people around exchanged glances secretly. In their opinion, this little girl would eventually soften her heart.
After all, girls of this age are most likely to be shaken.
Some people even prepared some excuses to smooth things over.
"Hold him down."
Wen Nianchu stopped and said lightly.
She didn't look at Xie Yue, but these words were clearly directed at him.
Xie Yue's eyes turned cold, and his slender fingers had already grabbed Zhao Gan's shoulders with brutal force, pressing him directly onto the gambling table.
The other bodyguards were stunned for a moment when they saw Xie Yue's actions. After a few seconds, they reacted and stepped forward together to hold Zhao Gan down.
Zhao Gan was surprised and struggled to look up, only to meet Wen Nianchu's downward gaze.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes.
"Now, it's time to cash in on the bet."
Zhao Gan kept shaking like a dead fish, but the bodyguard behind him pressed on his left shoulder with such great force that he felt that his shoulder was bruised.
Cold sweat trickled down his temples, leaving several messy streaks on his face.
Every time he struggled, the bodyguard's fingertips would deliberately press hard on his shoulders, causing him to feel so much pain that he went black.
He has no grudge against him.
It's simply torture.
"Please let me go, we can talk it out. Harmony brings wealth, Miss Wen." Zhao Gan pleaded.
Wen Nianchu directly pulled out the dagger from Xie Yue, the bodyguard.
She looked at Zhao Gan, smiled, and turned the dagger in her hand:
"I'm willing to accept defeat. Since your master doesn't care..."
"Then I'll do it myself."
"How?"
Seeing Bai Yiqiu didn't respond, Zhao Gan thought he had been abandoned. He looked at Wen Nianchu, who was smiling horribly, and the hope in his eyes was gradually swallowed by fear. After Wen Nianchu finished speaking, he shouted at the top of his voice:
"Mr. Bai! You can't just stand by and watch someone die! It was you who made me—"
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"Bang!"
Bai Yiqiu slammed his fist on the leather sofa, his knuckles turned white, and rage surged in his eyes.
"Are all the bodyguards of the Imperial Dynasty useless?" His voice was cold, almost squeezing out the words from between his teeth. "I haven't even given the order yet, but they just listened to Wen Nianchu and held him down?"
This is outrageous! Who is the person in power in this imperial era?
He was holding a cell phone, and there was a surveillance area on the phone, which happened to be where Wen Nianchu was.
Zhao Gan is his man. If Wen Nianchu dares to touch him, he is slapping Bai Yiqiu in the face!
"Oh, that's great." He sneered and stood up suddenly. "I want to see where she gets the courage..."
“Click.”
A secret door next to the sofa suddenly slid open, interrupting Bai Yiqiu's actions.
Bai Yiqiu paused and turned his head suddenly——
The first thing that caught my eye was a snow-white wrist. The other person's fingertips, which were covered with black manicure, held a slender cigarette, and the scarlet flame flickered in the dimness.
Amidst the smoke, a stunningly beautiful face slowly emerged.
The woman's red lips were slightly curled, and there was a hint of laziness at the corners of her eyes, but her eyes were extremely cold, covered with a layer of frost.
Bai Yiqiu frowned.
This is his stepmother.
The woman who was at odds with him was now looking at him with a half-smile.
"Why are you so angry? My dear son." She blew out a smoke ring, her voice soft and charming, but every word was stinging. "It seems... someone has stepped on your tail?"
"Sister Ruyan."
The few men who were originally sitting around Bai Yiqiu and planning to watch the show suddenly straightened their backs, like frogs being stared at by poisonous snakes.
"What are you all standing there for?" Mo Ruyan said, "Go and help the customer who's a big gambler... to liven up the atmosphere."
"Okay." The men left immediately.
Only she and Bai Yi Qiu were left on the sofa.
"My dear son, haven't you noticed yet? There's something wrong with these people."
Bai Yiqiu frowned and looked at the other person: "What do you mean?"
"We just received intelligence." She tapped the ash from her cigarette with her fingertips, her voice low, "Your father... has caught a mole."
"What, a traitor?" Bai Yi Qiu felt it was a bit sudden.
"I'm not afraid to tell you, it's the cop who works under him, the one in charge of transporting the goods," she sneered. "He has a lot of deadly things in his hands. If he hadn't been discovered in advance, our imperial dynasty would have been gone long ago."
Bai Yiqiu: "So you came here specifically to arrest someone today? Is there a traitor in the Imperial Dynasty?"
Bai Yi Qiu would only call the other person "stepmother" in front of the old man. At other times he would use the nickname "you".
Mo Ruyan didn't care about Bai Yiqiu's name at all:
"The informant said someone would come to pick up what he had."
Mo Ruyan paused and looked into the distance:
"You know, Miss Wen and the bodyguard who obeys her orders both happened to enter today and caused such a big commotion..."
Her red lips curled up in a dangerous arc:
"Are they...fishing?"
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