Almost all the gamblers stopped gambling and gathered around to watch the excitement.
Speaking of which, this kind of thing is not uncommon. At least in the gambling den, people will be beaten every three days. Not to mention being beaten, killing people, making elixirs, bleeding and extracting souls are not uncommon here.
After all, a casino is a casino, not to mention a casino with a deficit.
When you come here, no matter what your status is, you must abide by the rules of the deficit head.
If you lose, you must admit it; if you admit it, you must be punished; if you are beaten, you must stand at attention; if you are punished, you must bear it.
If the person who was beaten today was someone else, the gamblers in the venue would not be interested in watching the excitement. However, the people who were beaten were the two second generation ancestors, Bai Yuanrui and Jin Jun. Almost everyone knew that Bai Yuanrui had a spiritual capital.
The sect has such a big backing, and Jin Jun is the son of the Huanhaijin family. The Lingdu sect is one of the best sects in the gold-plated world, and the Huanhaijin family is one of the best families in the gold-plated world.
As the old saying goes, when it comes to beating a dog, it depends on the owner.
Even if Bai Yuanrui and Jin Jun lose the bet, no one present would dare to do anything to them, let alone fight them. Once they do so, it may be safe in Chixu Villa. Just leave the Villa, and Xiao Ming'er will guarantee it.
.
Everyone in the venue was talking a lot, wondering who the man in white was.
No one has seen him.
No one even knows him.
Don't even know the name.
He just sat with his legs crossed, drinking a small drink, tilting his head slightly and squinting his eyes.
Inside the venue.
Bai Yuanrui and Jin Jun knelt on the ground crying, cursing, shouting, roaring, and roaring, but it was no use. They could not move, so they could only kneel and endure Fei Kui's big mouth.
Time passed bit by bit, Fei Kui slapped him one after another, and he didn’t know how many times he was slapped. Bai Yuanrui and Jin Jun were no longer the arrogant and domineering second generation ancestors before. They were all disheveled, with swollen faces and ears.
, there was blood in his nose and mouth.
The two of them were beaten badly, even their teeth were knocked out. Feikui looked like he was tired from the beatings, his arms were sore, and the strength of the beatings was getting weaker and weaker. Finally, he couldn't fight anymore and turned around.
He stood up and said breathlessly: "Master, the little one...the little one can't do it anymore..."
Gu Qingfeng glanced at him and asked, "Are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied...satisfied."
Fei Kui was satisfied. Although his whole body was exhausted from the fight, his heart was extremely happy. He had been practicing for decades. Due to his lack of background, qualifications, low cultivation, and his appearance, he was also a bit short and ugly.
When he came down, Feikui swallowed his anger. For the first time in his life, he felt that he had dignity.
There was a pop.
Bai Yuanrui and Jin Jun were inexplicably able to move again, but at this moment they were beaten so dizzy, their eyes were filled with stars, they were lying on the ground, howling and screaming.
Next to him, Yan Lao had been watching silently. In the past, if he encountered this situation, he would have said a few words of advice, but this time he did not. He did not say a word, and kept frowning, thinking, as if
Guessing the identity of the man in white.
Inexplicably, when he touched the eyes of the man in white, he didn't know what was going on. Yan Lao's heart suddenly trembled. The feeling was like falling into an endless abyss of darkness in an instant, making people feel shrouded in fear.
feeling.
how so.
Mr. Yan didn't know clearly and didn't dare to ask more questions.
At this time, the voice of the man in white came: "Are you the manager here?"
Um?
Mr. Yan nodded and said, "That's right, Mr. Master. What do you want me to do?"
Gu Qingfeng placed a delicate wine flask on the gambling table and asked, "Where did this wine come from?"
The wine was given by the gambling house, and Gu Qingfeng had been drinking it since he came in. The reason why he asked was not because the wine was delicious, but because the wine reminded him of an old friend.
But his question made Yan Lao a little confused. What does this wine mean? Where did it come from? Everyone knew that this wine was from a gambling house, so why bother asking? Of course, doubts remained, and Yan Lao still responded.
He said, "This wine was specially brewed by someone from our villa. It's called Shuiyun."
"Shuiyun..."
Gu Qingfeng muttered the name, and then asked: "Who brewed it?"
"This is the person our village owner invited. As for who he invited... I don't know."
Gu Qingfeng nodded and did not continue to ask. He thought about it and said, "Do you still have this kind of wine?"
"have."
"Get me some."
"I wonder how much Young Master needs?"
"The more, the better. Let's have a hundred and eighty altar first."
After hearing about the Hundred and Eighty Altar, the corner of Yan Lao's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly. Then he called the boy, ordered him to go down, and responded: "Master, please wait here for a while, and I will bring it to you later."
"how long?"
"This... is quick."
"OK."
Gu Qingfeng rubbed his hands, as if he was a little bored, and asked: "Idle time is idle, how about we play some games?"
Gu Qingfeng is not good at gambling, but after playing a few games, his hands are itchy. And these little brats in the gambling house all look like low-class gamblers, thinking that since this old man is a gambling house
As a steward, he should be good at gambling.
"this……"
Yan Lao seemed a little hesitant. He had been observing Gu Qingfeng before, and all signs showed that Gu Qingfeng was a master.
Since Yan Lao is the manager of the gambling house, he is naturally very good at gambling. To be honest, he is also a little itchy.
What kind of mysterious phenomenon is this? How is it that the mystery that can always be derived from the five spiritual techniques is always one or two levels higher than others?
He wanted to know, really wanted to know.
After thinking for a moment, Mr. Yan nodded and responded: "Since the young master invited me, I will play with you."
Yan Lao came and sat down and started the Tai Chi array. However, at this moment, a group of seven or eight people rushed in. Everyone looked over. Several of them were the second generation ancestors who were with Bai Yuanrui and Jin Jun. After they came in
, pointed at Gu Qingfeng, and said to the leading man: "That's him!"
The leading man looked like he was about thirty years old. He was wearing a bright jade dress and holding a jade fan. Although he was not handsome by any means, there was a kind of arrogance between his eyebrows.
Many people in the venue knew him as Jin Hui.
He is also a member of the Huanhaijin family and an inner disciple of the Lingdu sect. He is also a Cai Ling genius who has won three golden colors in a row.
After he walked in, when he saw Bai Yuanrui and Jin Jun lying on the ground with swollen faces, his expressions suddenly changed and he rushed over. When Bai Yuanrui and Jin Jun saw Jin Hui, they ignored their splitting headaches and suddenly
He stood up, pointed at Gu Qingfeng, and roared angrily: "Brother Hui! Kill him! Kill him for me..."
Bai Yuanrui also had a ferocious look on his face, shouting that he wanted to cut Gu Qingfeng into pieces.
Jin Hui turned around with murderous intent, glared at Gu Qingfeng, and shouted: "Even members of our Huanhai Jin family dare to fight! I think you are really tired of living!"
Gu Qingfeng ignored him and didn't even look at him. He just looked at the Tai Chi formation where positions were being assigned. Soon, he was assigned to the Five Elements Formation, while Yan Lao opposite was assigned to the Liang Yi Formation.
"Lao Yan, our Jin family are regular patrons of the Villa, how can you just watch our Jin family members being beaten!"
"Mr. Jin, you should know our rules about deficit head."
Yan Lao just said something indifferently, and the Tai Chi formation began to rotate for the second time, and the mysterious method was determined. It was Nai Sancai, which meant that Yan Lao was in a favorable situation, and Gu Qingfeng was in a headwind situation.
Obviously, Jin Hui had heard about this on the way here, and naturally knew the rules of the villa. Otherwise, he would have taken action directly on the spot. He clenched his fists and shouted angrily: "It's another rule! Humph! We, the ancestors of the Jin family, are doing it The real person will be here soon, then you can tell him the rules!"
Jin Hui stared at Yan Lao and sneered: "Old bastard! You are just a steward of the gambling house. If you leave the deficit head, you are nothing in the eyes of our Jin family. Moreover, don't forget, you are the boss of our Jin family." Regarding my ancestor’s friendship with Uncle Wu from your villa, when he comes later, I’ll see how you explain it to him!”
After hearing about Patriarch Daqian, Old Yan's expression changed slightly. When he thought about the friendship between Patriarch Daqian and Uncle Wu of the Villa, he was afraid... Just when he was worried, someone in the gambling room shouted something .