Wuxia: I Created the Strongest Organization, the Qinglong Club

　　There is a small bend at the end of it.

　　A small turning, but people have a bright, suddenly bright feeling.

　　Two maids with beautiful faces stood at the head of a small stone bridge.

　　Seeing Wen Renjie appear, he immediately bowed to say hello.

　　"Sir, I wish you all the best!"

　　"Ok!"

　　Wen Renjie nodded casually and passed them.

　　Only now has he actually reached the casino.

　　The casino is full of people at the moment.

　　There is no sense of time here.

　　Day and night, nothing exists.

　　There are only brightly lit underground grottoes and red-eyed gamblers.

　　After Wen Renjie came over, he found that he was actually on the second floor.

　　The entire casino was actually divided into three floors, it was like hollowing out the ground!

　　On the high platform in the corner of the casino, exotic girls dressed in temptation dance.

　　There are various gaming tables scattered around the casino.

　　In the center of the first floor of the casino, there is a huge ring.

　　The entire first floor is about the size of a basketball court, but there is only one ring.

　　On the arena, there are some mechanical swords scattered around, spinning constantly.

　　The people on the second and third floors were all lying beside the railings, looking at the ring frantically.

　　There are two people on the ring fighting to the death.

　　This is the arena of life and death!

　　The voices of various shouts were endless, making Wen Renjie, who was just looking for someone, also a little excited.

　　"Master, what do you want to play?"

　　Just as Wen Renjie was looking around, looking for the person he was looking for, someone suddenly found him.

　　"Well... I'll take a look at the arena first, and I'll bet later."

　　"Okay, sir!"

　　The man with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks seems to be naturally suitable for this role.

　　Wen Renjie knew what this man was doing, and threw out a few taels of silver, then took out a stack of silver notes and fanned the wind.

　　The man's eyes brightened.

　　This stack of silver notes, at least ten thousand taels!

　　If you take care of this grandfather, just add a little bit, and send it yourself!

　　His waist bent down a few degrees again.

　　"Master, just call me Erhou, this way please!"

　　"Ah."

　　Erhou took Wen Renjie to a gorgeous location on the second floor.

　　Looking down here, you can see the ring completely.

　　It is a vip position.

　　"Isn't this the private room booth? Tsing Yi Lou really knows how to play!"

　　After Wen Renjie sat down, two maids came behind him.

　　One held a goose feather fan and waved it gently, and the other held a fruit bowl to feed him from time to time.

　　Fall!

　　Wen Renjie looked at Erhou's expectant eyes.

　　I know that if I don't make a lot of money, I'm going to be thrown out.

　　So I took out the [-] taels of silver notes that I had at the bottom of the box.

　　Looking at the two life-and-death contestants who appeared again, his eyes lit up.

　　found it! .

Chapter 7

　　"Take it! Press the one on the left all the way!"

　　Wen Renjie directly threw all [-] taels of silver notes to Erhou.

　　"Ah?! Good!"

　　Erhou was overjoyed, thanked him continuously, and then immediately rushed to the betting side and went to buy the bet.

　　For every business he makes himself, he can get 1% profit from it.

　　How could the two monkeys not care?

　　"I buy sand dust! Ten thousand taels! Ten thousand taels!"

　　"Ten thousand taels? Crazy?!"

　　"Which son-in-law came out to play again?"

　　Money cleared the way, and Erhou quickly jumped the queue and bought the bet directly.

　　Then he quickly returned to Wen Renjie on the second floor.

　　The gamblers all followed his figure.

　　They also saw Wen Renjie sitting in the VIP seat on the second floor.

　　"Some face! I haven't seen it before!"

　　"I guess it's a foreigner from somewhere, just come and play."

　　Wen Renjie turned a deaf ear to these words and looked at the ring with a smile on his face.

　　He took the betting ticket handed over by Erhou and played it.

　　"Zeng Feichen, Brother Zeng! I've overwhelmed my family!"

　　The person on the left of the stage, who is not very strong, is exactly the person Wen Renjie is looking for this time.

　　Now he's nicknamed "Sand"!

　　Zheng and a tall and strong physique, at first glance, it is the opponent "Xiong Xin" who is quite accomplished in horizontal kung fu, fighting for life and death.

　　With previous memories, Wen Renjie knew Zeng Feichen's strength.

　　Naturally, he won't lose to the stupid big guy on the opposite side.

　　Now bet one to three.

　　How could he miss this opportunity.

　　Anyway, it's all done by hand, to make extra money for yourself!

　　"Ten thousand taels, I buy sand to win!"

　　Just when Wen Renjie was about to wait to make money, a soft drink came from the third floor.

　　Then a few silver tickets, like flying knives, flew out from behind the curtain on the third floor.

　　It is directly embedded in the gambler who placed the bet on the second layer.

　　"What day is today? Another one?"

　　"Another [-] taels?! What is the origin of this dust?"

　　Now, the gamblers are going crazy.

　　Those who made the bet regretted it too much, and those who did not bet quickly followed suit.

　　As a result, the bet was pulled to one to one...

　　Wen Renjie is so angry!

　　Who is so blind?

　　Still, he endured.

　　After all, he came here just to find someone, not really to gamble.

　　Earn less to earn less.

　　Those who can be in the VIP room on the third floor are not ordinary people.

　　If you take out 1 taels of silver yourself, that is really the bottom of the box.

　　And the people on the third floor...

　　Maybe it's just someone's pocket money.

　　Don't provoke others for this.

　　It's just that Wen Renjie was a little worried.

　　Most of the people who bet like this know Zeng Feichen.

　　"Isn't he here to snatch someone from me?"

　　Wen Renjie glanced at the third floor.

　　However, it was blocked by the curtain, and who could not be seen.