The old man's clearly contemptuous look and dismissive words did not make Chen Anxian and Feng Ke angry.
When they felt the energy fluctuations inadvertently revealed from the old man's body, the two of them looked solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy, but they did not give in at all.
The little kid's clone looked at it funny. The two people's legs were shaking nervously, but they still pretended to be calm and looked fierce.
Although it was funny, he felt a little touched in his heart.
However, he doesn't need these two people to stand up for him.
Thinking of this, the kid's clone said seriously: "Obasan, Feng Ke, you two, please step back. You are no match for this old guy."
As soon as the words fell, Chen Anxian and Feng Kerum were granted amnesty, turned around and left without a trace of hesitation, and came to stand behind the little kid's clone.
The little brat's clone's face turned dark at that moment. He was so sentimental just now and was moved for no reason. These two guys were just pretending to show it to him!
Chen Anxian and Feng Ke looked at him with innocent faces. There was nothing they could do about it. Our strength was low and we couldn't beat him. We could only support you and build up your momentum.
On the other side, Leonard felt reassured when he saw the old man for the first time, but the thought of the other man's hot temper gave him a headache.
After hesitating for a moment, he bravely stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. John, why are you here? What's going on here..."
"Huh!" The old man named John snorted coldly. Without even looking at Leonard, he stepped forward and walked towards the gambling table.
Arriving at the original croupier's position, Old John opened the dice cup, revealing three dice with all one's inside.
Glancing at the pile of chips for winning the dice, Old John's face twitched.
However, he finally figured out the cause and effect of the matter.
Thinking of this, he glared at Leonard with hatred, this person who has failed to achieve anything but failed, the Casamonica family has almost lost face due to you.
Leonard shrank his head. He said that he was also aggrieved. It was none of his business. It was entirely because his croupier made his own decisions and got away with it.
He was just here to clean up the mess.
Leonard opened his mouth, intending to defend himself, but when he thought of Old John's strong character who couldn't get rid of the sand in his eyes, he was afraid that he wouldn't listen at all, and he had already preemptively dumped the responsibility on himself.
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Thinking of this, Leonard could only shrug his head and swallow his anger.
After a long while, Old John took a deep breath and waved his hand: "Leonard, give them the chips they won from betting on the dice!"
Hearing this, Leonard's expression suddenly changed, and he raised his head suddenly: "Mr. John, with such a large amount, we... how can we..."
"Do as I say!" Old John's tone was stiff and his attitude was unquestionable. "When we, the Casamonica family, open their doors to do business, the most important thing is to be honest. This is the golden signboard of the Casamonica family.
, absolutely no stain will be allowed to exist.”
Leonard's expression changed again and again. After a long while, he took a breath, nodded solemnly and said, "I understand, I'm going to get the chips now."
After Leonard left, Old John turned his attention to the kid's clone. Seeing him looking at him strangely, Old John chuckled and said, "I'm a very principled person in doing things. I keep everything in mind."
Seriously, since you have won money from our casino, it is your own fault. Our casino is naturally willing to admit defeat, but..."
As soon as the words changed, Old John's face suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "You can take away the money you win, but you must also be responsible for what you say."
"Don't you look down on the Casamonica family and think that except for the five first-grade masters, the other backbones are just stinky sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs?"
"Then I want to show you today how profound our Casamonica family's heritage is!"
After saying that, Old John's eyes flashed.
The next second, blood-red energy surged out of Old John's body like a blazing flame, and the terrifying momentum increased layer by layer.
Fredick looked solemn and couldn't help but stand up, leave his seat, take two steps back, and put some distance between himself and Old John.
However, he soon discovered that Old John's attention was not on him.
This made him secretly glad that he had not said anything rude or disrespectful to the Casamonica family before.
Although he lost today's bet, he didn't take it to heart. He was just secretly sorry that he couldn't kiss Fangze.
He is quite greedy for a stunning beauty like Alice.
Fortunately, the appearance of old John gave things a new turn.
Fredick stood aside calmly and watched the excitement, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "The old guy in front of me is a second-grade monk. Without transforming, I will probably not be his opponent in my normal state."
"However, I think as long as I tell my teacher's name, he will still give me some face."
"I just need to wait for them to conflict and then lend a helping hand at the critical moment."
"In this way, the woman named Alice will be extremely grateful to me and will have a great impression of me."
"Then the next thing will be easy to handle..."
After Old John's energy exploded, Feng Ke said with an ugly face: "Second-grade monk?"
Chen Anxian's expression changed: "No way? A second-grade monk is actually watching the action in the casino. Does the Casamonica family want to be so luxurious?"
Alice was just an ordinary person. Just standing in front of Old John, she began to breathe quickly and her face turned pale.
At this moment, she had the urge to turn around and run away.
Fortunately, her sense reminded her that she could not leave her employer behind and run away alone.
After a long while, Alice took a deep breath and pretended to be calm: "Mr. John, do you know Mr. Wang's true identity? He is..."
"When was it your turn to speak here?" Old John glared at Alice with a cold look.
For a moment, before Alice's eyes, there seemed to be a terrifying sight of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which made her look frightened and she couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground.
Fortunately, the little kid's clone saw the opportunity quickly and quickly stretched out a hand to support Alice's lower back, preventing her from falling to the ground.
"Huh!" Old John snorted coldly. He didn't want to listen to Alice's nonsense at all. He didn't care what the identity of the little thing in front of him was. Even if he was the heir of a big family, so what?
If he dares to speak rudely to the Casamonica family, he must pay the price!