Prosperity: Conquering Billions of Gambling Kings

Chapter 42
Rong Chen pushed the wheelchair and walked to Rong Di's room without haste.

Step by step, it's like stepping on the apex of your own heart.

They are flesh and blood brothers, is it possible that they will really fight each other in the future?
This was not the ending he wanted to see, and certainly not the ending his father wanted to see.

The Rong family absolutely can't just break up like this in his hands.

After sending Rong Di back to the room, Duo Yaner ran in from the outside in a panic and with crooked steps, "Fourth Master——"

Seeing Rong Chen from a distance, he shouted.

Looks like an irredeemable libertine.

"It's so late, what's the matter?" Rong Chen looked at the late sky and asked calmly.

"Fourth Master, Mr. Tan sent someone over to deliver a message, please go to the entrance of the hall."

"Go to the hall? What did you say?" Rong Chen swept his forehead lightly, and a trace of doubt flashed across.

"It was said that it was about the shooting at the painting academy last time. Someone couldn't resist punching and kicking at the entrance of the hall, so he let go. Mr. Tan is waiting for you to pass." Cyclops couldn't hide the excitement in his tone.

Rong Chen nodded, and walked outside in large strides.

After getting into the car, Cyclops was shaking his head while driving.

"What? Very happy?" Rong Chen sat in the back and spoke softly.

"That's not it. I just want to see that the bastard's grandson dared to attack the fourth master. I'll find out after a while, and he must be disabled." Cyclops' tone was vicious, coupled with his black eyepatch, it was true. It's a bit sinister.

Rong Chen just sneered and didn't say much.

The entrance of the Green Gang.

The gate is hidden between two [-]-[-]-meter-high green pines, and the four men at the gate are wearing neat black Chinese tunic suits, with pistols pinned to their waists, sticking straight, their black eyes shining brightly, observing the movement around them.

Seeing a black Ford car approaching from a distance, they were probably familiar with the white license plate on the front of the car, the four men stepped back and respectfully made way for them.

"Fourth Master."

The car window was open, and the voice of greeting entered Rong Chen's ears. He was still sitting firmly on the back seat, with no strange expression on his face.

Parked the car in the outer courtyard at the entrance of the Qingbang hall, Duo Yaner jumped out of the car, and looked at Rong Chen curiously.

"What are you looking at?" Rong Chen asked indifferently.

"Fourth Master, why are you in no hurry?" Cyclops followed his pace and asked curiously.

"No hurries?"

Rong Chen strode up the steps.

"Fourth master doesn't want to know who is trying to harm you? Don't you want to take care of these grandchildren?" Cyclops began to get angry when he thought of this.

"Do you have a troublemaking addiction?"

While walking, Rong Chen turned his head and gave him a cold look.

Cyclops immediately lowered his head, not daring to talk nonsense.

His dishonest behavior has been "disciplined" by the fourth master many times, and every time is enough for him to drink a pot.

"Fourth Master."

Along the way, there were guards at all the doors at the entrance of the hall, and when they saw Rong Chen, they were all humble and respectful.

Rong Chen knew the location of the detention at the entrance of the Qing Gang, so he ran over directly.

"Fourth Master, Mr. Tan is already waiting inside."

Walking to the door, the man guarding the outside bowed and opened the door for him.

Rong Chen put one hand in his pocket and strode in.

The detention room is very large, with a mess of torture instruments everywhere, vertical wooden stakes, and iron chains as thick as children's arms. The dark room is full of haze, blood, and fear.

(End of this chapter)