A fat man with a sinewy face sat down next to Wu Chong. He held a large number of chips in his hand and almost had the word "nouveau riche" written on his face.
"The first time I came here, it was mainly to see the world."
Wu Chong smiled kindly.
It's been a long time since he met someone like him who dared to talk to him. In the world of Demon God's Tomb, he didn't have anyone he cared about. He was a big herring when he was born. If he hadn't cultivated into a demon, his bones would be almost rotten now.
"It's good to see the world. There are many small tables here where you can practice your skills."
The fat man patted Wu Chong on the shoulder like a big brother, then stood up and left.
This guy is a master hired by the gambling house to eliminate possible unstable factors through small talk. The Jubao Pavilion can become so big, naturally there are factors in it.
After the fat man left, the table next to Wu Chong also started gambling.
Betting on fists and feet.
Bet on the winning and losing time of the two female boxers in the ring not far away.
Wu Chong took a look, what a good guy.
This female boxer is so big!
If it weren't for the fact that there were two pieces of cloth hanging on his body, he would have thought it was some kind of special competition.
After watching two random games, Wu Chong lost interest. This kind of boxing competition is all arranged. No matter how you place your bet, the banker will definitely win in the end. It is not ruled out that someone uses special powers to cheat. The person who talked to Wu Chong before
The upstart fat man specializes in catching this type of people.
Usually, if caught, their hands and feet will be broken and they will be sent directly to the government. Behind the scenes, Prince Qian has already arranged everything.
Soon Wu Chong found Xiao Fan in the crowd who had won a lot of money.
This guy was dressed like an official, and many people gathered around him to follow his bets. The fat upstart who was chatting with Wu Chong earlier was already standing behind him.
But this kind of tracking is destined to be useless.
No matter how bad Xiao Fan is, he is still a strong man who has reached the pinnacle of the First Demon World. The methods he uses are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
After winning two more games, the upstart fat man behind him couldn't stand it anymore. He put his hand on Xiao Fan's shoulder and said kindly.
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"This friend, our boss wants to talk to you."
"What? You Jubao Pavilion can't afford to lose or something."
Xiao Fan's expression was very arrogant.
Wu Chong also took a special look. He didn't know what tricks this kid had learned. He actually covered up his demonic aura so tightly that most people couldn't see it at all. Think about it, if you can't even do this
, how dare Xiao Fan wander around the capital.
"That's right, I only won a few dollars!"
"It would be too stingy to open the door for business. You can't afford to lose or something."
Following Xiao Fan's words, the gamblers next to him also started to boo.
They had won a lot of money following Xiao Fan, so how could they let this financial backer go?
"The credibility of Jubao Pavilion is definitely unquestionable, but some people use shady means to win money, which will inevitably affect the interest of others." The upstart fat man smiled, but the palm of his hand on Xiao Fan's shoulder was strong.
It was strengthened a bit more.
I don’t know when dozens of people gathered around. As soon as these people came over, the voices of other gamblers became quieter.
"Okay, I'll go take a look with you."
Xiao Fan stood up, not forgetting to take care of his clothes.
The purpose of his coming here was to find the boss of Jubao Pavilion. Winning money in the casino was just a small way for him to meet the boss quickly.
Xiao Fan has always been like this. He likes to take the wrong approach with his sword. This can be seen from the very beginning when he bewitched human beings.
Over there, Wu Chong also put down the chips in his hand and walked over with him.
As he walked, there were strange ripples around him, and other people around him automatically filtered his figure out of their vision, as if they were under an illusion. This kind of power was obtained by Wu Chong from his'
What I learned from my wife is very useful.
"You're quite brave, kid."
When he walked to the door of the VIP room on the second floor, Wu Chong heard a voice.
He walked in through the wall and saw an old man sitting at the table sipping tea and squinting at Xiao Fan who came in.
'Why does this old man look familiar?'
Wu Chong recalled it and found a familiar old friend.
White wolf!
When they were messing around in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, the second piece of Demonic God's Will in his hand was captured from the highly motivated white wolf.
"Half-demon, descendant of White Wolf?"
After thinking for a moment, Wu Chong guessed the identity of the owner of Jubao Pavilion.
A half-demon who was involved with the former Imperial Master was able to thrive in the capital. It must be said that human society is really complicated.
"Are some little tricks interesting to my boss?"
As he spoke, Xiao Fan walked over in a swaggering manner, sat down on the chair next to him, and picked up the tea brewed by the White Wolf descendants and poured himself a cup. His behavior naturally attracted the attention of other people, including several guards.
He was about to step forward to stop him, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.
"I respect you."
Xiao Fan held the tea cup with one hand, and the water he had just poured into the cup began to boil at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Demonic force makes tea!
Although it was very hidden, he was still aware of it because he was a half-demon.
"You are very brave."
The old man squinted his eyes and saw the demonic aura that Xiao Fan showed just now.
Over the years, the monsters who dared to show off their demonic aura in the capital have had their blood drawn and elixirs mined by the Demon Exterminator.
"Those who are prepared are naturally bold."
After Xiao Fan finished speaking, he motioned to the other people next to him with his eyes.
The old man pondered for a moment and waved his hand.
The other people in the room saw this and quickly retreated. No one in the room dared to interrupt, which shows the old man's usual authority.
"what do you want?"
After everyone had left, the old man spoke.
He knew that the man in front of him might know some information, and this information was his handle. The Demon Slayer Department did not allow demons in the capital, even half-demon. These old men were used to living a stable life, and things that could be settled with money
, it’s best to solve it with money.
"I want to be a national teacher."
Xiao Fan put down the tea cup in his hand, and the mask on his face was canceled the moment he put down the cup. A one-meter-tall yellow man wearing human clothes sat on a chair and looked at him. The evil spirit filled the whole room, and it was strange.
What's more, not even a cent of it escapes outward.
"impossible."
The old man was immediately amused by his condition.
What kind of status is a national master? If he could achieve it, he wouldn't have to stay underground and open a casino.
"I didn't ask you to help, I just told you my goal."
"I also think this goal is impossible."
Before Xiao Fan finished speaking, he heard a voice suddenly coming from the corner.
"who!
"
Xiao Fan and the old man stood up at the same time.
The two of them felt creepy, as if they were doing underground business when a voice suddenly appeared next to their ears.