My Hero Academia: Dark Ages

"Casino?" Yang Xiao immediately shook his head after hearing this, "Don't be joking, I don't even know how to play cards. Isn't it a money-giving boy?"

"Hahaha, if you can't do it, I can. I can win nine out of ten games. The one I lost was because I gave up on myself."

"Are you so powerful?" Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment. If he could get some money from gambling, he would still be willing to do it. It would be much more harmonious than fighting and killing.

"Of course, you don't want to see who I am?" Qi Feng said confidently. If he had the consciousness to play cards in his hand, it would be like the opponent spreading the cards for him to see.

"That's okay, let's rip off a lot of money from foreign casinos." Yang Xiao immediately agreed. This skill belongs to Qi Feng. He just accompanied him when he went there, and he could also share the money, so why not do it?

"It's okay to go, but you can't gamble in a regular casino. You have to go to the local underground hero venue to gamble." Qifeng reminded that regular casinos are really not suitable for making too much money. After all, he and Yang Xiao are not well-known People who earn too much at one time will be concerned by society.

Yang Xiao and Qi Feng are not fools because they are concerned by the local society. There is no need to make such a big show, so the underground hero venue is the best choice. The gambling there is all black money, it doesn't matter.

Only then did Yang Xiao realize that this was not his own world, but Qifeng's world. Most of them were underground hero venues, with gambling areas and some unsightly areas.

"Then let's go now." Yang Xiao agreed.

Qi Feng rolled his eyes at Yang Xiao, ""You think a place like the underground hero meeting place is so easy to find, you have to ask people. Let's see if there are any gangs in the local area, just ask them. "

"Gangsters? They all carry guns." Yang Xiao didn't want to deal with gangsters. Although he could block bullets, he couldn't be on guard all the time.

"Who in this country doesn't have a gun? Tell me, who doesn't?" Qifeng said speechlessly: "Everyone has a gun license. It's normal to have a gun. It's just that gangs have more guns."

"Then let's go and find out." Yang Xiao was too lazy to say more.

It was very easy to find out about the local gangs. It didn't take long for Yang Xiao and Qi Feng to find out the stronghold of a gang. This gang was called Fran Mido and they were a group of Christians.

When Yang Xiao and Qifeng came here, this place was actually a shabby bar. Although on the surface it looked like the bar was still open, in fact it was just gang members inside.

This area is also relatively remote. Gangsters will not be stationed in troubled neighborhoods. There are relatively few people here to control it, including few police officers and professional heroes.

Yang Xiao and Qifeng entered the bar. The white people who were drinking here focused their attention on Yang Xiao and Qifeng. Chinese?

Chinese and islanders come to Washington quite a lot, but neither Chinese nor islanders would come to such a remote bar, let alone such a shabby bar.

No one thought that anyone would come to a place like this to feel feelings. There was only filth and ugliness here, and feelings were not a thing at all.

"Chinese, or islanders? Burmese? North Koreans, Koreans?" A tall white man blocked the way of Yang Xiao and Qifeng and said a lot of words.

Both Yang Xiao and Qifeng understood. When the white man asked the question, the door of the bar had been closed, and there were two gatekeepers standing at the door.

Yang Xiao said directly in English: "You white-skinned pig talks a lot of nonsense. Is it interesting to ask these questions?"

"Walt?" The tall white man didn't expect Yang Xiao to speak so aggressively and dare to talk to him like this.

Other people around him gradually stood up. It was obvious that the two Chinese people who came here, or the people from the island country, had bad intentions. This could be heard from the tone of their voices.

"Are you two provoking me?" the white man's face turned cold.

"Call your boss out, we have something to ask him." Yang Xiao said calmly, as if he was not worried at all about what these people would do to him.

"Hahaha, you are looking for death." The white man smiled and took out a gun from behind, pointed it at Yang Xiao's head and said, "Where were you until here?"

"Isn't it the Franmido gang?" Yang Xiao didn't care at all that the other party's gun was placed on his head. He had already put a layer of holy light on the surface of his scalp, and the dark shield was also protecting his scalp. It's impossible for bullets with inner and outer protection to penetrate.

As soon as Yang Xiao said what he said, it was the white man's turn to be surprised. These two people knew where this place was. So these two people really came here intentionally, or they had inquired about the Franmido gang.

The white man frowned. He didn't know the purpose of these two foreigners. If he shot and killed these two people, he would not be able to bear the consequences. So he suppressed the anger in his heart and asked: "Say "What are you doing here?"

Qi Feng was a little impatient. He just came here to ask questions about so many things, so he said directly: "I already told you that we are here to ask your boss about something. Why do you say so?"

"Shut up, I didn't ask you..." The gun in the white man's hand was suddenly aimed at Qifeng's head, but the next moment his hand had fallen to the ground.

The white man didn't react for a while. It wasn't until blood surged out from the broken part of his arm that he screamed: "My hand!"

At the same time, everyone present drew their guns and pointed them at Yang Xiao and Qi Feng, which was obviously about to start a fight.

"Stop!"

Just when the gunpowder smell was extremely strong, a stern voice came, followed by a man in his forties who walked out from the back. He had some tattoos on his neck, which seemed to be related to Christ.

After he came out, the people around him calmed down a little, but no one put down their guns.

"I am the boss here, that is, the gang leader of Franmido. Even if you two have something to do with me, there is no need to hurt my men, right?" Franmido's boss Jick glanced at his men. His right arm was directly cut off, and blood was still flowing.

"Take him down to stop the bleeding." Jick roared, and then someone took the injured white man down to stop the bleeding.

At this time, Yang Xiao said calmly: "We just wanted to ask for directions and didn't want to fight, but your men actually pointed guns at me and my friends. Do you think his hands were dishonest?"

"Hehe," Jike chuckled lightly, as if he was a little angry, "It's my business that my people are dishonest, but you two actually hurt my people, don't you have to give an explanation?"

"Explanation?" At this time, Chifeng spoke up, snorting disdainfully, "Are you sure you can afford this explanation?"