42: Chapter 42 Breaking the Dog's Legs, A 300 Million Yuan Bet Determines Life or Death

"Two point five million! Give it to me now!"

Lin Yuan had his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and said nothing.

Seeing that Lin Yuan remained unmoved, the greed in Li Hongda's eyes was gradually replaced by impatience.

He lunged half a step closer, white foam gathering at the corners of his mouth from excessive agitation.

"What are you acting so high and mighty for?"

Li Hongda lowered his voice, forcing a lewd smile onto his face.

"Did Wang Ya serve you well? That figure, those skills—are they worth the price? As long as you give me the money today, I, Li Hongda, will wish you two a lifetime of happiness!"

Lin Yuan remained silent.

Li Hongda rubbed his hands together in anxiety:

"If you think it's a bad deal..."

"How about this! If you like that kind of thrill... give me a hundred thousand, and I can just watch from the side tonight! I won't make a sound, I'll just watch!"

Standing to the side, Fat Dragon's face twitched violently.

He had been in the underworld for over twenty years and didn't consider himself a good person.

But today, he had truly seen it all.

Is he even human?

Seeing that Lin Yuan remained like a cold stone.

The dealer happened to deal a hand for the Player at that moment.

Li Hongda's previously fawning face twisted instantly, and he lunged with his dirty hands, trying to grab Lin Yuan's pant leg.

"Are you going to give me the money or not?!"

Li Hongda roared hysterically,

"If you don't pay, I'll go tear apart that crappy apartment of yours! I'm her legal husband; I'll call the police and have you arrested for rape!"

"And what about that little money-losing brat, Mo Tong? Is she with Wang Ya too?"

"Old Blind Wang, the scrap collector in the South District, is willing to pay fifty thousand for her as a child bride. I'm finding her a 'good home'!"

The surrounding noisy gamblers had all gone quiet.

Even these gambling addicts, who would sell their own blood for chips, wore expressions of disgust upon hearing this and instinctively took two steps back.

Lin Yuan looked at Li Hongda.

There was no anger, no murderous intent.

This piece of rotten meat should be left for Wang Ya.

Only by letting Wang Ya slice him up with her own hands could she completely sever that cowardly past.

"Fat Dragon," Lin Yuan said.

"Break his leg and drag him back."

"You got it!" Fat Dragon immediately stepped forward.

He had been holding back a belly full of fire.

His massive frame pressed forward, and he lifted his leather-booted right foot, aiming straight at Li Hongda's left knee, and kicked down hard.

Crack!

Li Hongda's left leg snapped outward at an unnatural angle.

"Ahhh!!!"

Li Hongda was stunned for half a second before erupting into a shrill, pig-like scream.

His entire body collapsed onto the ground instantly.

He clutched his broken leg tightly, rolling frantically on the ground, his face smeared with tears and snot.

"Shut up!"

Fat Dragon followed up with another kick, striking Li Hongda directly on the chin.

A few yellow teeth stained with blood flew out.

Li Hongda's screaming came to an abrupt halt.

Only the sound of air wheezing through his throat remained.

This sudden, bloody violence caused the entire casino to erupt into chaos.

The gamblers scattered in terror, clearing a large space.

"Daring to draw blood in my establishment, friend, aren't you narrowing your own path?"

A hoarse voice came from deep within the casino.

Immediately after, a flurry of footsteps sounded.

Dozens of thugs wearing black vests and wielding machetes poured out from all directions.

They surrounded Lin Yuan and Fat Dragon.

The gleaming blades glinted coldly in the dim light.

The crowd parted.

A middle-aged man wearing a dark red Tang suit, rolling two polished walnuts in his hand, walked out slowly, surrounded by several henchmen.

He had a thin face with a scar at the corner of his eye.

The two bodyguards in black following closely by his side both had their hands tucked into the bulging inner pockets of their suits.

It was a stance ready to draw guns at any moment.

Seeing the man arrive, Fat Dragon's pupils constricted slightly.

He immediately took a step across, using his massive body to block the front and side of Lin Yuan.

"Boss, it's Master Jiu."

Fat Dragon lowered his voice, speaking extremely fast,

"The local emperor of the East District's underground casinos."

"His status in the underworld is about the same as Old Ghost's, and the people under him are all desperate thugs who have seen blood."

Master Jiu stopped three meters away.

The walnuts in his hand clicked as they turned.

"I wondered who had such a temper."

Master Jiu said unhurriedly,

"Brother Fat Dragon, you have a perfectly good construction materials business in the South District, yet you come here to my East District to smash up my place?"

"What, is the food in the South District not enough for you?"

Fat Dragon snorted coldly: "Master Jiu, let's not beat around the bush. This guy provoked my boss, and I must take him away today."

Master Jiu stopped turning the walnuts.

He raised his inverted triangular eyes, looking directly at Lin Yuan, who had been standing in the back and had not said a word, for the first time.

"What should I call you, brother?"

His tone carried a condescending warning,

"If you had fought outside the casino, it would have had nothing to do with me."

"But inside my establishment, you broke the rules first, and you're smashing my brothers' rice bowls."

The dozens of blade-wielding thugs around them stepped forward in perfect coordination.

The pressure was immense.

Master Jiu began turning the walnuts again, looking at Fat Dragon:

"Fat Dragon, if I let you take the person away just because you said so, tomorrow the entire Jiang City underworld will think that my door is wide open."

Fat Dragon's eyes turned cold: "Then what do you want?"

"I'm not short on money," Master Jiu sneered,

"What I want is an explanation. Each of you leave behind a finger."

"Or, from now on, give me a thirty percent share of your construction materials business in the South District."

The daggers were finally drawn.

Facing dozens of gleaming weapons all around.

Lin Yuan suddenly laughed.

He ignored Master Jiu and didn't even look at the thugs.

Instead, with his hands in his pockets, he walked straight past Fat Dragon toward the large baccarat table in the center of the room.

"Boss!"

Fat Dragon was startled, thinking Lin Yuan was about to make a move.

Lin Yuan walked to the gambling table, pulled out the high-backed leather chair, and sat down imposingly.

He leaned back against the chair, tapping his slender fingers twice on the dark green velvet tabletop.

Tap. Tap.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet casino.

Lin Yuan lifted his eyelids and looked straight at Master Jiu.

"Since you don't care about fights outside the casino, then we'll play by your rules."

Lin Yuan's voice was not loud.

Master Jiu frowned, unable to figure out this young man's game.

Lin Yuan stopped tapping his fingers and asked a question that left the entire room stunned.

"How much is this casino of yours worth, including the people and the territory?"

Master Jiu was taken aback.

The surrounding thugs looked at each other in confusion.

Fat Dragon's eyes also widened, his mouth slightly agape.

Lin Yuan didn't wait for Master Jiu to answer.

He casually pulled a pure black card from the inner pocket of his windbreaker and flicked his wrist slightly.

Clack.

The black card traced a casual parabola in the air and landed lightly on the dark green velvet tabletop.

There was no sound at all.

Lin Yuan leaned back in the chair, looking at Master Jiu, and threw down his final chip.

"You just asked Fat Dragon for an explanation. Now, I'll give you one."

Lin Yuan's tone was cold, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"There are three hundred million in this card."

"If you win, the card is yours, and my life is yours too."

Lin Yuan leaned forward slightly, his eyes piercing toward Master Jiu like a blade.

"If you lose, your casino, and the lives of everyone under you, will all belong to me."

"Do you dare?"