132: Chapter 132 He was beaten to a pulp...

Most of the Gamblers here lost money frequently; some even took out high-interest loans for it and were driven into a frenzy by those debt collectors.

Others had lost their entire fortunes gambling here, and now that they had found the reason for their losses, their inner rage had reached its peak.

At this moment, facing the menacing crowd of Gamblers, the three men were stunned, trembling all over.

"Ah!!!"

A furious Gambler picked up a stool and smashed it hard against the Bald Man's forehead.

The Bald Man immediately let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The others also joined in, and the screams of the three men rang out from time to time.

Qin Mo had found a handful of melon seeds from somewhere and was sitting on the sidelines, enjoying the show with great relish.

He even offered some guidance from time to time.

"Hey! You! Stop looking, yes, you! Don't hit his butt! Hitting the butt doesn't do any damage; hit his head! Yes, yes, yes! That's it!"

"You in the floral shirt, stop taking off his pants! What are you thinking? Can you be a little more mindful in public? It's one thing to scare people, but if you scare the cats and dogs, can you live with your conscience?"

"And that guy with the red underwear on his head, stop kidding yourself; people can still recognize you like that. Also! Can you stop attacking his rear end? Mind your image, alright? You sly fox!"

"I'm talking to him, not you... You guy with the silk stockings on your head! Stop biting his head with your mouth! That stuff doesn't taste good, and wipe off your drool, will you? It looks creepy..."

"I'm asking you, do you even know how to fight civilly? Oh no! Civilly beat others..."

...

At this moment, Qin Shaojie and Ye stared, dumbfounded, at Qin Mo, who was gesturing wildly and spitting while giving instructions...

How is it that you, a bystander, feel more passionate than the people doing the fighting?

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Shaojie asked cautiously: "Big Brother... what should we do now?"

Qin Mo glanced at him upon hearing this: "Are you stupid? The main person hasn't even shown up yet, why would we leave? Besides! Those 200 million are real money! They haven't given it to me yet!"

"Big Brother... you're still thinking about money now..."

Qin Mo said righteously: "Why wouldn't I? I won this fair and square!"

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"Hahahaha..."

"I'm dying of laughter, where does the Streamer get the courage to say he won it? I saw it very clearly; you clearly stuffed the cards in when no one was paying attention!"

"I have to say, the Streamer's methods are truly top-notch! Although I'm not a professional, I wonder if you noticed the facial expressions of those three? When the Streamer suggested a body search, those three panicked on the surface for a moment."

"According to psychology, these guys definitely have something to hide, which is why the Streamer proposed a body search. But I don't know where those three hid the cards, so he came up with this frame-up."

"Moreover, most of the Gamblers here have lost everything and have long had major grievances against this casino. Now, the Streamer has acted as a fuse, directly igniting their rage. These three didn't even get a chance to explain before being beaten up."

"I have to say! It's really brilliant! But... you all shouldn't learn from the Streamer. After all, I said I'm not a professional. If my judgment is wrong and you get your hands chopped off, don't blame me!"

"Damn it! I thought you were so amazing! So what the hell did you actually say?"

"Nothing else to say, listening to what the guy above said is like eating scrambled eggs with tomatoes versus tomatoes with scrambled eggs, they're exactly the same..."

"I just want to ask, how did the Streamer manage to eat melon seeds while giving pointers on the fight? Is this the legendary 'watching the fun without fearing chaos'?"

"You above, what do you know? Not only does the Streamer like watching the fun, but I like it too... Damn it, that guy in black silk stockings, I've tolerated you for a long time! Can you actually fight? Use the silk stockings to strangle his neck!"

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At this moment, on the third floor.

A bodyguard in a suit arrived, flustered, at the Cleaner's office.

"Big Brother! Our people on the first floor are being beaten!"

"What did you say?"

The Cleaner stood up from the sofa upon hearing this, looking at the man with an uncertain expression.

"What exactly happened? Who is fighting?"

"This..."

The man hesitated for a moment and said cautiously: "Big Brother, you'd better go down and see for yourself... Everyone on the first floor is fighting, it looks like they are ganging up on someone..."

Once these words were spoken, the Cleaner's face turned dark.

He immediately walked quickly towards the first floor. The bodyguards on the side exchanged glances and then followed the Cleaner downstairs.

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At this point, the three men had been beaten by the many Gamblers until they were barely breathing, covered in wounds, and their blood was everywhere on the floor.

The three men no longer had any trace of their arrogant attitude, lying on the ground like stray dogs.

However, the surrounding Gamblers had no intention of stopping, continuing to punch and kick the three men, as if they intended to kill them...

Qin Mo was still on the sidelines eating melon seeds and watching the show; Ye and Qin Shaojie were also following suit, sitting nearby.

The three of them looked like onlookers eating melon seeds...

"Big Brother, how long do we have to wait? I'm getting a bit sleepy!"

Qin Shaojie yawned and said, feeling bored.

Qin Mo's lips curled into a mysterious smile, and he said calmly: "They're here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a suit walked over.

The man looked at the chaotic hall with a dark face, took a deep breath, and roared: "Stop!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people who were previously attacking stopped their actions.

They then looked in the direction of the voice...

The Cleaner looked at the dilapidated hall, his anger becoming almost tangible.

With the New Year approaching, his targets hadn't been met, which was already distressing enough, and now this had happened.

He could already imagine how he would face the wrath from above...

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The Cleaner crossed through the crowd and slowly walked towards the place where the fight was happening.

Before long, the Cleaner finally walked up to the Bald Man.

At this moment, the three men, who were originally on the verge of death, saw the Cleaner and felt as if they had seen a savior, all of them sobbing and recounting their pain.

"Wuu... Boss, if you didn't come, we would have been beaten to death by them!"

"Wuu... That's right, Boss! They really wanted to kill us."

"Boss, you have to avenge us!"

...

The Cleaner looked at the three men on the ground, bruised and swollen with bumps all over their heads, and fell into deep thought...

"Who are you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the three of them were stunned...

The Bald Man said with an expression of disbelief: "Bo... Boss, don't you recognize me? It's me, Lao Liu!"

"Boss, and me! It's me, Wang Ba!"

The Long-haired Man added.

The Bearded Man even hugged the Cleaner's thigh and wailed: "Boss! It's me, Er Bi!"

"This... this..."

"How did you end up like this?"

At this moment, the Cleaner's eyes widened; he could not associate the three people on the ground with his subordinates at all.

He remembered that his subordinates shouldn't be this bloated!