The first thousand two hundred and twenty-seven chapters cannibalize the casino
"You really treat your two shabby books as treasures," the city lord said disdainfully.
Old Huang Li stated his opinion, "City Lord, you may not believe my two books, but summoning thunder and lightning is indeed true!"
"If you don't believe me, ask my men." Lao Huang pointed at the city guard following him.
This city guard was not a local, so he was quite nervous when he saw the city lord's charming appearance for the first time.
When he saw the city lord looking at him, he even trembled when he spoke, "Yes, it's three books, not two books..."
"One military book, three secret books, exactly two." The city lord glanced at the city guard disdainfully, "Old Huang, where did your subordinate find this? He is really bad at arithmetic."
"Yes, yes, I sent this kid back to study yesterday." Lao Huang nodded hurriedly, "I recruited him from another city. I thought he was a bull demon. Before he became a demon, he was a vegetarian beast, so I recruited him here.
.On weekdays, when you have nothing to do, you can torture him and avenge him for being gnawed by the cow."
"Your peach tree was gnawed by a cow..." the city lord said, paused, and then asked: "What did you say, what kind of monster is he?!"
"Bull demon!" Old Huang said.
"Drag him out and beat him with thirty boards." The city lord said sternly.
"Why?!" Lao Huang and Niu Yao said in unison.
"Ignorant, have you never heard of 'cow chewing peonies'?" the city lord said.
Lao Huang suddenly realized, "That's the time to beat him. Come here, drag him out and give him a good beating."
"No, I haven't eaten peonies, I haven't eaten them before." The bull demon begged bitterly and continued to struggle when being held by the city guards.
"If you haven't eaten it, why did people coin this word?" Lao Huang asked.
"Maybe another cow ate it," the cow demon said.
"Then it's because you guys have eaten the bull." Lao Huang waved his hand, "I dragged him down to hit the board and got injured. You happened to be in bed to recuperate and study arithmetic."
"No, one plus three is two, it's two, I know it, there's no need to learn..."
The bull demon shouted, but he was still dragged down and pressed on the stool. "Pa", a board was slapped on his buttocks hard, causing the bull demon to scream in pain.
"Who the hell created this word!" The bull demon asked the culprit,
"Pa", another board.
"I hate him, and I have a mortal feud with him." The bull demon cried.
"Then you have to seek revenge from the saint who created the Chinese characters." Old Huang shouted outside.
Every injustice has its owner, its debt has its owner, and the bull demon finally has someone to curse, "Fuck you, you uncle, the saint who coined the word, I have no sworn relationship with you, hey..."
The bull demon who was slapped again turned around and begged the monster who slapped the stick, "Brothers, please look up and don't look down, please be gentle..."
"Don't worry, you're taking it easy." The monster playing with the board replied to him.
The board he raised was about to fall. The bull demon gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, preparing to touch it, but he still didn't feel the pain in his butt.
The bull demon opened his eyes and saw the monster playing the board holding the board and asking the monster pressing him in front, "How many boards did I play?"
"Three boards..." Niu Yao was convinced by their arithmetic and answered first.
However, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted it, "No, no, two strokes, two strokes."
After hearing this, Lao Huang inside said to the city lord, "This man is useless unless he fights. Look, he will be good at arithmetic immediately."
"That's true." The city lord admired the peony, "In the future, when human beings will keep to themselves and stop causing chaos, we will set up a school in the city to teach them arithmetic."
Listening to the screams of the bull demon outside, Old Huang felt that this matter was promising, "The city lord is wise!"
"Then, what happened between the two of them..." Old Huang looked at the city lord.
The city lord waved his hand, "If you don't want to kill them, don't kill them. Just throw them into the dungeon and slowly starve to death."
"This..." Lao Huang hesitated.
He firmly believed that the owners of these two books were definitely ordinary people.
The city lord ignored him and concentrated on serving the flowers and plants.
The city lord didn't realize that the people who wrote those two books were so powerful.
Seeing that the city lord stopped paying attention to her, Lao Huang slowly left the hall.
The bull demon is still getting slapped.
"Twenty-five, twenty-nine..." The monster playing the board counted, while the bull monster lay on the stool, hopeless.
"How many boards are left?" Lao Huang asked with concern for his subordinates.
"There are about a dozen boards left," the monster playing the board said vaguely.
"Take it easy." Lao Huang said, don't look back when I bullied him. He was too sick to be bullied.
"yes."
After Lao Huang left, the monster holding the board scratched his head and asked, "How many did I count?"
"I didn't remember either."
"How about starting from the beginning?" the monster playing the board suggested.
As soon as he finished speaking, the bull demon turned over from the stool and fell to the ground, with tears streaming down his face, "You damn, you have already counted sixty. When will you reach thirty? It will be easy for us if we don't lead bullies like this.
We are diligent people, but they still point at us and say we are great."
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The rest of my life is very busy.
Dealing with the perfect match between immortals, bah, collaborating with each other is secondary. The rest of my life is now busy with making money.
He spent most of the past five or six days in the casino.
From the east to the west of the city, from the north to the south of the city, he played in all the casinos and gaming tables.
He won countless amounts of money.
Countless casino owners lost their gambling properties to him, went bankrupt, and even signed contracts of sale.
So much so that the casinos that dare to open now have people guarding the entrances of the inns and the city lord's mansion every day, and as soon as Yu Sheng comes out, they will immediately deliver the news.
In less than two seconds, the bell will ring throughout the entire gambling city, causing all the gambling buildings and tables that are still open to close down, leaving a state of depression.
But they still kept losing, so that opening a casino in a casino became a dangerous job.
The reason is that Yu Sheng now has too many gambling properties.
Isn't it true? Yu Sheng converted a certain gambling house into an inn and walked directly through the door to the street, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
The people in the gambling city are also complaining.
Gambling houses closed frequently, gambling tables could no longer operate, and they lost their livelihood.
When some people meet Yu Sheng at the gambling table, they either become beggars or Yu Sheng's slaves when they get off the gambling table.
Now in the whole city, as long as they sign a contract of prostitution, their contract papers are almost all in Yu Sheng's hands, and they become Yu Sheng's slaves.
Casino owners also suffered greatly.
He originally thought that his casino city would be saved and he would not lose to Yu Sheng, but now he felt that it was too early to be happy.
The city owner is nominally his, but most of the gambling city's land is almost owned by people for the rest of their lives.
However, the rest of his life was not just about making money. He found a job as a porter to make a living for the people in the casino and the people who signed the contracts.
Needless to say, the location of the gambling city chosen by the God of Gamblers is well connected in all directions and is close to the surrounding cities.
In addition to running the inn business for the rest of my life, I also used the close door to do other businesses, such as salt, grain, specialty products, wine and other imported goods.
Places thousands of miles apart can be reached within a stone's throw, not to mention huge profits.
The only troublesome thing is that moving it around requires a lot of manpower during transportation and sales, and these people in the casino can just fill it.
If these people continue to gamble after making money, the money will eventually return to the rest of their lives, creating a cycle.
They are even poorer.
For the rest of my life, I don’t know when they will wake up.