"Kill him, kill him..."

"Go ahead, you bastard, go ahead... tear him to pieces."

"Come on, come on, you bastard, hurry up, or you'll be dead if you make me lose money."

The audience below waved the numbered tickets in their hands with distorted expressions, as if they were venting the dark side of their hearts like evil spirits.

My blood rushed and my breathing became heavy unconsciously.

IU gripped his arms tightly and leaned her body completely against his.

I feel both scared and a little expectant.

Moved.

The moment the black player blinked, the man in red pants held the knife in his backhand and stabbed it into the opponent's lower abdomen with great speed.

The knife stabbed his kidney and instantly broke it.

But it was obvious that the black player's flaw was deliberately exposed to him.

As the man in red pants took a big step back, he did a 360-degree flying kick.

The calf was like an axe, chopping down from top to bottom, towards his neck.

The man in red shorts immediately fell backwards, rolled back, and stood up, holding a knife and looking alert.

The black player also stopped moving, and the situation returned to the previous standoff.

"Depend on…"

Choi Wan-sik raised his buttocks and did a horse stance, then fell back onto the sofa.

A thin layer of sweat can be seen on the forehead.

That scene just now was really scary.

Seeing how nervous he was, Li Zhenyu asked curiously, "How much did you put on him?"

Choi Man-sik held up two fingers, and Lee Jin-woo guessed, "200 million?"

Choi Man-sik shook his head and said, "20 million."

Li Zhenyu was surprised that 20 million was worth his attention.

Wait, he wasn't talking about US dollars?

Choi Wan-sik's bitter smile confirmed his guess that this guy really bet 20 million US dollars.

Twenty billion, that's all the assets invested.

"It's not that exaggerated, but most of it, the house and the car are still there."

The house and the car are still there, but if we lose them, it would be like going back to the days before liberation.

All these years of hard work have been in vain.

"What are the odds?"

"3 to 1."

If he wins, it would be 60 million. It seems that he has made a lot of money here before.

"Can I still place a bet now?"

"Yes, until the end."

He waved to the waiter at the fence, "Buy red, 20 million."

Li Zhenyu wrote a check to the other party and placed the bet directly over the intercom. It was done with just a few questions and answers.

At the same time, another wave of confrontation occurred below.

This time, the man in red pants was kicked in the right shoulder by the opponent, and the knife almost slipped out of his hand.

Although he managed to stabilize his body, there were visible bruises on his shoulders and his movements were obviously hampered.

"Brother, it seems you bought it at the wrong time."

Cui Wanzhi already had a bad feeling in his heart.

Li Zhenyu smiled indifferently and said, "Only 20 million."

The bitterness on Wanzhi's face became even more intense. Rich people have a different tone when they speak.

Well, twenty million is nothing to him.

“Wow…”

Suddenly, cheers that overturned the roof exploded, and Choi Man-sik looked up.

Of the two people on the ring, only one was barely standing.

The black player fell to the ground in pain, clutching his neck tightly with both hands, his wide eyes filled with unwillingness.

The man in red shorts leaned against the braided iron railing, the knife was moved to his left hand, and his right arm hung down naturally due to weakness.

But he was still standing, that's right.

"Ha, hahahaha, bro, we won, we won."

Choi Man-sik laughed happily and ran forward in ecstasy.

He turned around in the open space like a madman, then fell on the sofa and laughed wildly.

"Yes, we won."

Holding the trembling Ji-eun in his arms, Li Zhenyu also smiled happily.

Winning money is of course worth being happy about.

The left-handed knife of Red Pants has performed a great service, but perhaps no one knows that he is actually left-handed.

Li Zhenyu was able to discover this secret thanks to his [Keep Insight].

It was this that made Li Zhenyu realize that the other person's eyes were always looking to the left.

Moreover, during the previous two attempts, the fingers of Red Pants' left hand were trembling slightly.

That is a manifestation of restrained instinct, and ordinary people would not take it to heart even if they found out.

I just think it's the body's stress response.

Only Li Zhenyu combined the two and made the correct guess.

Even if he guessed wrong, it doesn’t matter. Just like he just said, it’s only 20 million.

"Congratulations, both of you. Please write your account number here and we will transfer the money to your account immediately."

"You two, it would be better if you have an overseas account. This would be more convenient."

Li Zhenyu wrote his own account on it, and Cui Wanzhi reported the account of the offshore islands.

'You should also prepare a secret account.'

There were a few more games to come, and Choi Wan-sik played a few, winning and losing.

As for Red Pants, he has been sent for treatment by his people.

I'm afraid he can't save his right arm.

If this is true, Choi Man-sik will give him some money and send him to live abroad.

This was agreed upon by both parties in advance, and she had no intention of breaking the contract.

After all, he was a golden boy who earned 40 million U.S. dollars for himself.

Two million dollars is enough for him to live the rest of his life in peace.

"The person has been sent away."

"Well, Maple Leaf Country, it's more stable over there."

While having supper, news came about that Red Pants' hand was indeed broken.

Choi Wan-sik found another channel and had someone send him to the Maple Leaf Country.

“How miserable!”

Jieun stuck out her tongue, feeling a little sorry for Red Pants’ plight.

"Is it miserable? He was supposed to die of old age in prison. Now, not only is he free, he also has two million dollars, which is more than an average person could earn in a lifetime."

Miserable? If this is called miserable, then what is the life of ordinary people called?

Avici hell?

Ji-eun lowered her head in embarrassment. As a well-protected girl, she couldn't easily accept the cruelty of society.

Li Zhenyu touched her head and said with a smile: "Eat your meal seriously and don't interrupt the adults' conversation."

Ji-eun shrugged her nose in dissatisfaction and lowered her head to eat obediently.

Adults and such are the most annoying.

After making a large sum of money, Choi Man-sik suddenly didn't know how to spend it.

"Brother, do you have any good suggestions?"

"Buy a property, put the rest in Huanyu, and let Yingjun help you invest."

The house is still fully rented, although there will be no major changes in the short term.

But since you have some spare money, there's nothing wrong with improving your living environment.

He is not young anymore, so maybe it's time for him to consider getting married.

After getting married, there will always be a place to raise children.

"Yes, buy a house. I want to buy a detached house in Jiangnan."

Choi Wan-sik plans to spend a huge amount of money to buy a detached house in Gangnam.

Then, gather the whole family together.

I also want to have four children and watch them grow up running around in the yard.

He has envied the life of a big family since he was a child. Now that he has the conditions, of course he wants to have more children.

"With so many children, you'll have a headache when they fight."

"What about you?"

Choi Man-sik turned the tables, looked at Ji-eun and said with a sly smile: "If you want to have a headache, it should be you, brother."

With so many women around him, one of them would be enough to deal with him.

Compared to him, my little thing is nothing.

I thought Li Zhenyu would retort, but he was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

This made Choi Wan-sik feel a little overwhelmed.

So, if he is really worried about his children, isn't it too early?

After having a midnight snack, Choi Man-sik went to celebrate with his men.

Li Zhenyu took Zhien to Itaewon.

I originally wanted to go to Hongdae, but there were too many fans chasing stars there.

If you are not careful, your identity may be exposed.

The national sister's personality is not suitable for the scandal of having a one-night stand with a wealthy sponsor.

Itaewon is the same all year round.

The ever-fresh prostitute, the muddle-headed young people, the collision of alcohol and hormones.

"Oppa, I've never been to a bar."

Ji-eun is in high spirits and curious about the bar on the street.

Although the name of Itaewon has been heard countless times, ordinary people rarely come here.

Everyone knows what this place is for.

About, indulgence, 419 holy land.

The abortion hospital is not just famous for nothing.

"Oppa, can I buy you a drink?"

As soon as he entered the bar, someone set his sights on Li Zhenyu.

For the girls who have been hanging out here for years, they can tell a man's strength at a glance.

Looking at the woman in front of me, who is well-proportioned, has a hot body and is wearing sexy and revealing clothes.

Ji-eun nervously hugged his arm and bared her teeth like a hamster to warn him.

As if doing so could scare away the threat in front of him.

"No need, I have company."

Li Zhenyu touched her head to comfort the overly nervous little girl.

Hearing him say that, the other party turned her attention to Ji-eun, "What a cute little sister, how about I buy you a drink?"

Looking at the other person's kind smile, Ji-eun was a little confused, 'Could it be that I guessed wrong, she really just wanted to treat me and Oppa to a drink.'

When Ji-eun was confused and didn't know whether to agree or not, Li Zhenyu rejected the other party's invitation again.

This time, the smile disappeared from his face.

He left tactfully and the other party wandered among the crowd looking for his next target.

Li Zhenyu also took Zhien and sat at the bar: "A glass of lemonade and a special drink of the day."

"Oppa, wine, I want to drink."

Ji-eun raised her little fist in protest and said she didn't want to drink the lemonade.

She is nineteen, not a child anymore.

What's more, I didn't choose to go home today during my day off, but came here on purpose to date him, but I had a purpose.

"I really have to drink it. It's very uncomfortable."

"A little bit. I won't get drunk."

Ji-eun gestured with her hands, indicating that she was just trying it and would definitely not get drunk.

Fifteen minutes later, Ji-eun, holding a glass of wine, looked dazed, "Oppa, I want more."

Ji-eun, with her body shaking, turned into a long-winded chatterbox.

He kept talking about the hardships he had experienced in the past and how he had ended up in this situation.

And her little thoughts.

Seeing that she was getting more and more outrageous, she would be exposed sooner or later if she continued like this, Li Zhenyu picked her up and left the bar.

"I knew it would be like this."

After sending her to the apartment next door, Li Zhenyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw the little girl curled up in a ball.

Didn't you say that you must take me down and knock me down today? Ai Gu, what a confused girl.

At this rate, when will I really grow up?

After covering her with a blanket, Li Zhenyu went to the room downstairs and dialed Alice Lee's number.

(End of this chapter)