The night is hazy and the moonlight is like water.
Chu Li stood quietly outside the door of a house, looking at the family.
This is the palace maid's home. She must have received a lot of money when she came out of the palace, otherwise she wouldn't be able to live here.
The capital city is big and it is not easy to live there. Common people cannot afford to buy a house in the capital city.
What he saw in his mind was not the palace maid's son, but a drunken man holding a jar and sleeping soundly, with a flushed face, deep drunkenness, and a thunderous sound.
There are no experts around. King An has not sent anyone, or has already sent someone.
He floated into the bedroom, stood in front of the crouched man, stretched out his hand and patted him, driving away most of his drunkenness.
This man was in his thirties, very tall and somewhat handsome, and could charm many women. Unfortunately, his handsome face was a bit bruised, and Chu Li could tell at a glance that he had been beaten.
"Um..., um..." The man turned over, with his head facing inward, and hugged the wine jar tighter.
"Pah!" Chu Li slapped his back with another loud and crisp palm: "Wake up!"
The man sat up suddenly, held his head in his hands, quickly curled up into a ball, and shouted: "Don't hit me! Don't hit me!"
"What's your surname?" Chu Li took a chair and sat in front of the couch.
"Zhu Ziwen." The man shouted with his eyes closed.
Chu Li said lightly: "Yang Xu asked me to come here!"
"Yang Xu?" Zhu Ziwen let go of his hand and turned to look at Chu Li: "That bitch?"
Chu Li frowned and said, "Where is the child?"
"Child?" Zhu Ziwen's face immediately turned cold: "Who are you? What is your relationship with Yang Xu?"
Chu Li had already seen the truth in his mind, and his face darkened: "Did you sell the child?"
He owed a huge gambling debt and not only sold his son, but also his wife Yang Xu. Yang Xu has not come back yet. As soon as Yang Xu comes back, people from the casino will come back to pick her up.
Dare to buy Yang Xu, who was born as a palace maid, this casino is not ordinary.
"Nonsense!" Zhu Ziwen shook his head hurriedly.
Chu Li looked at him coldly: "Don't you know Yang Xu's identity?"
Zhu Ziwen chuckled, closed his mouth and said nothing, turning his head not to look at him.
"You are so ruthless." Chu Li looked up and down at this man who was so beautiful but so beautiful but so beautiful. He was truly a scumbag among scumbags.
"Hey, he's not my son anyway!" Zhu Ziwen curled his lips.
Chu Li said: "Take me to the casino, I will pay off the debt for you and redeem your son."
"Really?" Zhu Ziwen's eyes widened immediately.
Chu Li stood up: "I don't have time to joke with you. I'm just here to find your son."
"Are you Xiao Quan's biological father?"
"no."
"Then who is Xiaoquan's biological father?"
"You." Chu Li said coldly: "If you say one more thing, you will lose a hundred taels of silver!"
He carefully put down the wine jar, got out of bed, put on his boots, and walked out.
Chu Li walked with him in the alley and looked around: "Why did the casino buy your son?"
"Who knows about this." Zhu Ziwen curled his neck and hugged his shoulders, unable to bear the chill of the night, and laughed: "I won't kill him to eat meat anyway."
Chu Li glanced at him: "I won't offer him up like the young master."
"What do you have to worry about, little kid?" Zhu Ziwen laughed along with him: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter where you live, as long as you don't die."
"It's not your blood anyway." Chu Li nodded.
Zhu Ziwen nodded hurriedly.
Chu Li shook his head and said no more.
Shendu is a city that never sleeps. No matter how late it is, there are still people playing on the street. They walked out of the alley and came to the bustling street. They walked east along the street and soon arrived at a brightly lit high-rise building. The noises came one after another from the building.
Float out.
The three big characters "Piaoxiang Tower" reflect the golden light.
"This place is run by Prince Cheng, so no one dares to owe debts!" Zhu Ziwen warned, for fear that Chu Li would do something wrong.
Chu Li frowned: "Become a king?"
"Yes." Zhu Ziwen nodded hurriedly and said: "Wang Cheng has a very good reputation and is the most fair in his actions. No one dares to play pranksters. If you win money, no one will think twice about you!"
"Would King Cheng do this kind of business?" Chu Li snorted.
Zhu Ziwen chuckled and said: "These princes dare not do anything. As long as they don't kill people and set fires, who dares to say it!"
Chu Li frowned and nodded, motioning for him to come in.
Zhu Ziwen stopped in front of the restaurant, puffed out his chest, then retracted, and whispered: "Can you really help me pay off my debt?"
"How many?"
"One...one thousand taels."
"One thousand taels. You are really good!" Chu Li took out a banknote from his arms and waved it in front of him.
Zhu Ziwen's eyes suddenly shone, and he stared straight at the banknote. He was overjoyed, his chest straightened out again, and he walked into the hall with his head held high and the curtain raised.
The hall was brightly lit. Just like daytime, people at each table stared at the center of the table attentively, ignoring people coming in and out. From time to time, they yelled, sighed loudly, or laughed, sighing with joy.
Zhu Ziwen grabbed a waiter and asked to see Mr. Qi.
The waiter pointed the way, and Zhu Ziwen took Chu Li upstairs.
The second floor is a restaurant, with tables of delicacies of all colors and flavors, men and women laughing together with the sound of silk and bamboo, and there is a sense of drunkenness and wealth.
The two came to a table and saw the skinny Mr. Qi.
He had an oval face with a pointed jaw and three strands of goat's beard. He looked lazily and listlessly. He glanced at Zhu Ziwen and said, "Lao Zhu, is your wife back?"
He was the only one sitting at this table, without any guards around him.
Chu Li saw that this Third Master Qi was an innate master, and a great innate master could do such a thing. It seemed that this casino was indeed quite famous.
Zhu Ziwen puffed up his chest and said with a smile: "Third Master, I'm here to pay off my debt!"
"What do you use to pay off your debt?" Mr. Qi smiled and said, "My wife and son have been sold. Oh, you want to sell your house? Listen to my advice and go home and live your life honestly!"
"This brother will repay my debt." Zhu Ziwen pointed at Chu Li and gave Chu Li a flattering smile.
Chu Li clasped his fists: "Master Qi, how much does he owe?"
"One thousand taels." Mr. Qi squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Chu Li: "Our restaurant is the fairest and will not compound profits. One thousand taels is just one thousand taels. Do you really want to pay it back for him?"
Chu Li took out the thousand-tael silver note from his arms and put it on the table: "Where is the child?"
"Do you still want your child back?" Mr. Qi smiled, shook his head and said, "It's too late. We have already taken care of it. If you pay this thousand taels, his wife will not have to come over."
"Where is the child?" Chu Li took out another thousand taels of silver notes from his arms and put the two banknotes together: "This one thousand taels is the money to redeem the child."
"That's generous enough." Mr. Qi smiled, his slightly narrowed eyes flashed, and sighed: "It's a pity that you came a step too late. The little guy may have finished purifying himself now."
Chu Li took out another thousand-tael silver note from his arms and placed it on top of the two thousand-tael silver notes: "If you see the child within a quarter of an hour, these are all yours."
He wore a green shirt and looked at Mr. Qi calmly.
Mr. Qi's face changed slightly, he is a congenital master!
Chu Li took out a thousand-tael silver note, shook it gently, and the banknote immediately broke into pieces: "If the child is not seen in a quarter of an hour, this will be the fate of these banknotes."
"Bang!" Mr. Qi slammed the table and glared at Chu Li angrily.
Chu Li looked at him calmly.
Mr. Qi's eyes flashed and he shouted: "Here comes someone!"
Two well-dressed men in green clothes responded and strode closer: "Third Master!"
Third Master Qi gritted his teeth and said slowly: "Bring Lao Zhu's son back to me. If you can't see Lao Zhu's son within a quarter of an hour, don't come back either!"
"Yes!" The two handsome men shouted, turned around, rushed to the window, opened the window and jumped out.
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