freenovelworld Chapter 1354 Not Doing the Kind of Giving Birth to a Son Without an Anus
Chapter 1354 Not Doing the Kind of Giving Birth to a Son Without an Anus
Guo Yingnan had also drunk quite a bit today, so he was in high spirits. He patted Chen Changshan on the shoulder and said in a low voice.
"Have you heard that a year ago, those big shots in Kowloon Walled City were either killed or injured, leaving only Li Cunxiao, the Thirteenth Protector? Let me tell you, why was Li Cunxiao the only one left? It's because of that bastard, he didn't even dare to show his face."
Prince Dong was beaten to death, and Tornado lay in bed for three months, barely clinging to life. All of this was done by my young master. He stormed into Kowloon Walled City with only Lian Hu.
They fought from the first floor to the top floor, injuring over eight hundred people. None of the remaining residents of Kowloon Walled City dared to look him in the eye.
Chen Changshan's mouth was wide open, his stomach was visible, but his shock went far beyond that.
"Hong Zhennan, the boss of Hong Kong Martial Arts Street and the head of the Fruit Market, organized a Western boxing match. As a result, the foreigners did not treat us Chinese as human beings and beat Master Chen of Iron Wire Fist to death on the spot. Later, Ip Man went up and defeated the Western boxing champion."
You defeated the foreigner, but do you think he would agree to that? What's more, the bookmaker behind this boxing match was a foreign police superintendent. In the end, my young master beat the Western boxing champion to death and then shot and killed the foreign police superintendent.
Isn't that amazing? Changshan, tell me, if a Chinese man killed a foreign police superintendent, would anyone in Hong Kong dare to do it?
Chen Changshan shook his head heavily. Let alone whether they dared to do it, no one even dared to think about it.
"Isn't this ridiculous? The Governor of Hong Kong didn't investigate the matter of the young master killing the foreigner, and even suppressed it in the newspapers. He didn't dare to mention it at all. The Western boxing champion foreign police superintendent died, so what? He died in vain."
Chen Changshan steadied himself. If this young master was responsible for all of this, then calling him a god wouldn't be an exaggeration.
"Let me tell you, what is this? Young Master, he won four hundred million Hong Kong dollars from Fu Lao Rong's son, Fu Nian Zu, within two hours. The Fu family ordered more than two hundred people from the Jia Shi Tang gang, armed with machetes and axes, to chop the young master up."
As a result, few of the two hundred-plus people survived. The young master then rushed to Fu Laorong's residence that very night, killed all the bodyguards, killed Fu Laorong, and thus took over half of the gambling licenses in Macau, giving the other half to the He family.
Chen Changshan was almost unable to sit still. Was this guy even human?
Guo Yingnan leaned close to Chen Changshan's ear and whispered something.
"Changshan, let me tell you, this time the young master has given us a big piece of meat. The young master said that I, Lao Guo, have principles and bottom lines. I won't do anything like that, so he will make up for whatever amount of money I, Lao Guo, lost in the gambling industry."
Chen Changshan's eyes widened, and he asked repeatedly, "What is it? Tell me quickly."
"The high-interest loans from Sands International, Yongle Palace, and Fengjing Hotel—the three major casinos—have all been given to Dongxing. The young master has only one request: don't let anyone's family be ruined. Tell me, isn't this a huge piece of meat?"
Chen Changshan suddenly stood up, his teeth chattering, and asked in a trembling voice.
"This is real?"
Guo Yingnan lay on his back on the sofa and let out a heavy sigh.
"Of course it's true. How could I joke about something like this?"
Chen Changshan sat down again, still unable to believe it. This piece of meat was worth giving up the entire Hong Kong flour market.
"Who exactly is this young master? How can he have such power? Anan, you've struck it rich, Anan!"
"Who is he? He is a First-Class Duke of the British Empire, the Commissioner of Security of Hong Kong, and the real power holder of Hong Kong at the age of twenty-one. He is my brother, Chen Changshan. In Hong Kong, there is nothing that I, Guo Yingnan, dare not do, only things that I, Guo Yingnan, do not want to do."
Chen Changshan was completely dumbfounded. Suddenly, a thought struck him: he was Guo Yingnan's confidant, so didn't that mean he was now clinging to this powerful figure? Excitedly, he loosened his tie, grabbed a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), tilted his head back, and gulped it all down...
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The casino's opening time was calculated by a feng shui master: noon and midnight. He Xin chose noon to officially open for business.
The Governor of Macao, accompanied by officials from the Administrative Secretariat, the Security Bureau, and the Judiciary Police, cut the ribbons for the opening of Sands International and Yongle Palace at noon. Da Bao paid them no mind whatsoever.
Da Bao was wearing a white suit, still without a bow tie or necktie. He hated that feeling of being restricted. Even on the day he was knighted, he threw away his bow tie after the ceremony.
Zuo Mingyue had regained her figure and was wearing a white evening dress, arm in arm with Da Bao, as she wandered around the casino.
Piggy didn't attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony. Crippled Ho and Rose, as invited guests, went to cut the ribbon with Guo Yingnan and others, while Piggy stayed by Da Bao's side.
That's why he's the smartest person; even his flattery is at its highest level.
Uncle Qing was looking after the children in the space, so Da Bao was only accompanied by Xiao Dao and Lian Hu. However, with the two of them by his side, there was no need to worry about safety.
The casino lobby was already packed with customers, mostly from Hong Kong. It's so convenient to get from the Xiangjiang River to the Haojiang River now; it only takes a little over an hour by ferry.
There's no need to worry about returning to Hong Kong, as the ferry runs every two hours, 24 hours a day.
Like ordinary gamblers, Da Bao and his friends held a stack of chips in their hands. They would go to whichever table they wanted to play and place two bets. If they won, they would shout excitedly, and if they lost, they would grit their teeth and stomp their feet.
Zuo Mingyue had a strong gambling addiction. She ran around everywhere, and unexpectedly, she was quite lucky. In no time, her 10,000 chips turned into over 100,000.
At this moment, the gamblers all rushed towards a gambling table. Da Bao, seeing this, realized something was up and slowly pulled Zuo Mingyue over as well. It wasn't that the casino lacked skilled gamblers.
Almost all the dealers are skilled in cheating; at the very least, they can spot most cheaters. As for expert cheaters, there are naturally people specifically assigned to deal with them.
Four or five meters away from the gambling table, they heard a series of shouts and yells. Listening to the Koreans, Da Bao couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that a group of Koreans had arrived.
Lee Seung-wook was a professional gambler with some fame in Las Vegas. However, he was blacklisted by the city after being suspected of cheating. He then traveled to Southeast Asia, where he won a lot of money, but he always thought about going back to the city to redeem himself.
Unfortunately, the casino blacklisted him. As soon as he stepped into the casino, security personnel politely threw him out and then handed him a check with three thousand US dollars on it—the money they paid to get rid of him.
Six months ago, after hearing rumors that two large casinos were going to open in Macau, with each reportedly requiring an investment of over one billion patacas, Li Chengxu got his eye on them…