A small silver pistol appeared in Kuang Meier's hand.
She blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun and said quietly: "Mr. Yuan, your people don't know the rules... It's a trivial matter for such subordinates to embarrass you. Sooner or later, it will bring you great disaster..."
She looked at the middle-aged man with a half-smile: "I'm going to clean up the house for you. Mr. Yuan shouldn't blame me, right?"
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Zhang Yaodong was stunned.
Although there were many people who started fighting at his place because they were not convinced because they lost a bet, but Kuang Meier was the first to pull out a gun and kill someone at the first sign of disagreement.
The middle-aged man's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water.
He stared at Chu Tianshu with cold eyes and snorted coldly: "When the master is talking, there is no reason for the followers to jump out and interrupt. This is very impolite..."
His eyes returned to Kuang Mei'er: "I took care of him for you, Mr. Kuang. Mr. Kuang shouldn't blame me either, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the men behind the middle-aged man drew their guns and loaded their guns one after another, all the black muzzles pointed at Chu Tianshu.
Kuang Meier was not frightened by those guns. She looked at the middle-aged man calmly and said, "Let me emphasize, he is my brother, and his words represent mine."
"His words mean your words?"
The middle-aged man sneered: "If he said that he would gamble all your family property, would you accept it?"
"As long as he opens his mouth."
Kuang Meier leaned closer to Chu Tianshu, "I just gave it all to him, so why not?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Tianshu's eyes flashed slightly and his smile was a little bitter.
Qiao Shiyuan's eyes became a little complicated, and she quietly held Chu Tianshu's hand, interlocking her fingers with Chu Tianshu's, as if to declare sovereignty.
Only then did Zhang Yaodong come back to his senses, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Mr. Yuan, Director Kuang, it's not easy for me to run a small business. You both have to give me some face. Don't do this... If there's going to be trouble tonight
If something serious happens, my garden will definitely not be able to continue running."
"Go to the side."
Ren Changfeng directly raised his hand to push Zhang Yaodong away, pointed at the middle-aged man and said: "I don't care what your background or origins are, but this is Beidu. If you disrespect Young Master Chu again, believe it or not, I will bury you here."
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"Good tone."
The middle-aged man sneered: "Are you people in the north so arrogant?"
At this time, a subordinate came forward and whispered a few words in the middle-aged man's ear.
The middle-aged man looked at Ren Changfeng and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Young master of the Ren family?
No wonder you have such a loud tone."
After saying that, he looked at Chu Tianshu again and curled his lips and said: "Is he still someone with a background?
The one who can make the young master of the Ren family work as a follower...could it be the Chu family..."
He frowned: "But, I know all the top figures in the Chu family, but I have never seen anyone like you..."
Chu Tianshu said impatiently: "If you want to gamble, just gamble. If you don't want to gamble, just get out. Why is there so much nonsense?"
"that is."
Ren Changfeng sneered and echoed: "If you don't dare to gamble, just get out. We don't have time to spend time here with you."
"Don't you dare?"
The middle-aged man smiled coldly, "I, Yuan Mouren, have lived for more than forty years, and the word 'dare not' has never been in the dictionary."
“The gambling industry and money alone are not exciting enough.”
Yuan Mouren pointed his halberd at Chu Tianshu, "Boy, in addition to the bet just mentioned, let's bet on another leg. Do you dare?"
Qiao Shiyuan's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously held Chu Tianshu's hand tightly.
After hearing this, Kuang Meier lost her previous calmness, looked at Chu Tianshu and said: "Brother, we won't accompany him to go crazy.
Yuan Muren laughed wildly: "So, who dares not?"
The people behind him also shouted.
"When you move your mouth, you look so awesome and arrogant, but when you see the real thing, you get scared."
"I despise your talkative attitude the most."
"Boy, don't go out and embarrass yourself. Go home and eat shit..."
Chu Tianshu said calmly: "You don't need to provoke me. I must get back the property that Sister Mei lost to you."
Kuang Meier's beautiful eyes flashed and she said, "Brother, it's just a little bit of property, it doesn't matter, we won't take that risk with them."
Chu Tianshu said calmly: "If we really lose, we are willing to admit defeat, but if they are playing tricks, I will not be convinced."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyelids twitched, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, what do you mean?
Who is playing tricks?"
Chu Tianshu snorted coldly: "You know it in your heart."
"I don't like your foul mouth."
Yuan Muren pointed at Chu Tianshu, "Let's add another bet. If you lose, you can slap fifty percent on yourself. How about that?"
"Can."
Chu Tianshu said: "It's empty talk, let's make a written statement."
Yuan Muren gritted his teeth and said: "Okay."
Ren Changfeng lightly kicked Zhang Yaodong: "Why are you so stunned?
Why don't you go get pen and paper and ink pads?"
Zhang Yaodong said with a bitter look on his face: "Everyone, I have never bet on such a big bet here..."
"It's available starting today. It will last you a long time to brag about your awesomeness."
He is also the one who fears that the world will not be in chaos. This kind of exciting excitement makes him excited, so he can't wait for the two sides to bet bigger.
Zhang Yaodong sighed, turned and left.
Qiao Shiyuan held Chu Tianshu's hand tightly with a nervous expression: "Does it have to be like this?"
"how?"
Chu Tianshu pinched the woman's delicate nose and said, "Don't have confidence in your man?"
"no."
Qiao Shiyuan's beautiful eyes were instantly covered with mist, "But I'm still afraid."
Chu Tianshu leaned forward and kissed Qiao Shiyuan's moist lips: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Kuang Meier's expression was sad: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Chu Tianshu burst into laughter: "Look at you, the competition hasn't even started yet, and each one of you is acting as if I have already lost."
He poked the two women's foreheads with his fingers: "Is this okay with you?"
Opposite him, Yuan Muren lit the cigar with his lighter and grinned: "Boy, even your women have no confidence in you. You'd better give in quickly. Just kneel down and kowtow to me three times. You don't have to break your legs.
How about it?"
Qiao Shiyuan and Kuang Meier looked at Yuan Mouren almost at the same time and said in unison: "He will not lose."
After saying that, the two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. The tension in their hearts was also diluted a lot.
Not long after, Zhang Yaodong came over with the written receipt and ink pad.
There are gamblers here every day, so he is familiar with the matter of establishing written documents.
Chu Tianshu and Yuan Mouren stepped forward and pressed their fingerprints on the receipt.
Yuan Muren suddenly remembered something, looked at Chu Tianshu and said: "Boy, you don't even have a dog, how can you compare with me?
Wouldn’t it have to be shipped from somewhere else?”