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Chapter 48 Don't mess with me

Driving on the road for the first time in his life, it was a majestic imported off-road vehicle. Taking control of the steering wheel, Lu Fan felt very excited, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth and a proud look on his face.

Having obtained the Dragon King's Art, you not only have miraculous medical skills and super-powerful martial arts, but also have sharp reflexes, so driving is not difficult.

Even if you have never touched a steering wheel before, you can easily drive a vehicle on the street.

Of course, this is a special situation at present. After finishing the official business, he will obtain a driver's license and drive a vehicle on the road openly.

The car window was lowered, facing the cool night breeze, Lu Fan turned on the music player, and the exciting DJ dance music surrounded the car, making him very comfortable.

In comparison, Yan Hui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked very pale and ugly. He cursed in his heart, "You don't know the heights of the world, but you dare to send me to your door. Just watch, you will die miserably."

At midnight, the off-road vehicle arrived at Rainbow Street. The underground casino is located in the urban-rural fringe and is located in a six-story building along the street.

There are many luxury cars parked outside, which is in sharp contrast to the surrounding dilapidated buildings.

There are several men in black standing nearby, holding walkie-talkies. They are all members of the Evil Tiger Gang. They are responsible for guarding here and move back and forth from time to time.

The off-road vehicle stopped in front of the casino. The men in black came closer, saw Yan Hui in the passenger seat, and greeted him one after another: "Brother Hui..."

Yan Hui nodded and reluctantly said, "I brought a distinguished guest here to gamble. Thank you for your hard work, brothers."

A group of guys kept saying yes. Someone opened the car door. Lu Fan and Yan Hui got out of the car. Soon, the men in black felt something was wrong and glanced over.

The leading gangster asked with concern, "Brother Hui, what's wrong with your arm?"

Yan Hui knew in his heart that it was not the time to reveal Lu Fan's identity. After all, the few rotten garlics in front of him were not as powerful as his subordinates. They could only be beaten, so he had better go in and talk about it later.

"It's nothing. I accidentally crashed into a car and suffered a bone fracture, so I have difficulty moving. You'd better take us in quickly."

At his urging, the bastard led the way and led the two of them into the casino, which was completely unique.

Although it looks shabby on the outside, it is very luxurious inside.

The hall is extremely spacious, with many gambling tables, and there are many people participating in the gambling, making it very lively.

There were even more than a dozen young and beautiful women, dressed like bunny girls, wearing only bikinis and black stockings, showing off their graceful bodies, and walking through the hall carrying various drinks, which looked very high-end.

As the master of Qinglang Hall, Yan Hui is well known to the staff. Wherever he goes, he can be heard hearing the name "Brother Hui".

However, everyone is wondering, why is Brother Hui wilting like an eggplant beaten by frost?

Yan Hui took Lu Fan to the chip exchange office and told him that he could transfer money for payment. Lu Fan was unambiguous and directly exchanged all the 200,000 in the card for chips and went to one of the gambling tables to play twenty-one.

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With Lu Fan turning on the clairvoyant golden pupil, he can easily see the dealer and the cards on the table, which means he is confident, can win money absolutely, and is foolproof.

A large plate of chips was pushed over, and Lu Fan said, "All in," which elicited exclamations from everyone.

After all, it's not a small amount, it's a full two hundred thousand, and betting it all is enough to make people stagger.

The result was just as Lu Fan expected, blackjack won, and the chips doubled to 400,000, making onlookers envious.

Then he played two more games, both of which were desperate, and he won both times. In an instant, the chips became 1.6 million.

Many gamblers were dumbfounded and let out bursts of exclamations.

"Damn it, I won more than a million with three hands of cards, that's awesome!"

"Isn't this the God of Gamblers? It's amazing. The casino has made huge losses..."

Just now, Yan Hui had whispered a few words to the casino supervisor, and now he came to the side to watch, secretly claiming to be surprised.

Damn it, this guy has great medical skills, but he is also so proficient in gambling. He is comparable to a professional con man, which is really extraordinary!

The croupier's face turned red. Knowing that he had met a master, he quietly stepped on the alarm bell on the ground and sent a message to Fu Weicheng, the owner of the Wild Dog Hall who was watching the scene.

Soon, a thin black man with an open flowered shirt appeared, with a black dog head tattooed on his chest and a ferocious look on his face. He walked over swaying.

This guy was Fu Weicheng, the hall master who was in charge of the casino. He was followed by more than 20 horse boys and came forward aggressively.

Fu Weicheng already knew that Yan Hui's hands were interrupted by the boy in front of him, with a decadent look on his face, which made him very excited.

They are both hall masters, and they usually fight openly and secretly. Now that Yan Hui is unlucky, he will naturally take pleasure in his misfortune.

Fu Weicheng casually took the machete handed over by his subordinates, pointed at Lu Fan, and roared ferociously, "You bastard, you dare to cheat in the Evil Tiger Gang's casino, are you tired of living?"

The sword god Xue Liang flashed with cold light, frightening many onlookers to scream and step back with horrified expressions on their faces.

Lu Fan sat in his original position, unmoved at all, and said with a gloomy face: "What evidence do you have, just spitting blood and barking at people here?"

A fierce light flashed in Fu Weicheng's eyes, and he cursed bitterly: "You bastard, you can win more than one million without being a cheat. What do you think our casino is, a charity? How dare you?"

If you scream, I will chop you down."

As one of the two top generals of the Evil Tiger Gang, his viciousness was even more vicious than that of Yan Hui. He immediately slashed at Lu Fan's shoulder with his knife, without any hesitation, and he was definitely not just talking.

Amid everyone's screams, Lu Fan frowned, then stretched out two fingers and clamped the blade of the knife like crab claws, looking at the opponent coldly.

This is definitely real Kungfu, Klass is quite awesome, no one else could do it, even his hands could split him open.

The surrounding guests and casino employees who were watching the excitement were all stunned and their eyes were wide open. They were in disbelief. Some even wondered if it was a special function.

"Let go!"

With an angry rebuke, Lu Fan slammed his finger back, and the powerful force was transmitted along the blade to the handle, extremely violently.

Fu Weicheng couldn't hold it, and Lu Fan snatched the machete away, making him pale in shock.

Suddenly, Lu Fan stood up quickly like a tiger. The machete rotated in his hand, changed its direction, and slashed off Fu Weicheng's right hand. Blood spattered and a shrill scream could be heard.

"Crack!"

The severed hand fell to the carpet, looking extremely horrifying.

Fu Weicheng's wrist was bleeding profusely. He shook his body and backed away, wailing in horror, "Ah... my hand, my hand..."

Lu Fan held the machete in his hand, blood dripping from the tip of the knife, and said grimly: "Don't mess with me, otherwise there will be no good consequences!"


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