At this moment, in the mansion of the Gambling King---

Seeing that Wang Jianjun was crippled by Ye Jindong, Ayong and the other two had no fighting spirit anymore and surrendered directly.

Yin Zhiju was injured before, but fortunately, he was only injured in the ribs. In comparison, boxing champion Liao's injuries were even worse than him.

The two of them gathered together to greet each other---

"How about it?"

"I can't die!"

"I can't die, but I saved you, how should I settle the account?" Ye Jindong walked to boxing champion Liao with a smile and asked.

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"I mean it's never free to save people," Ye Jindong said seriously, "There are two prices, you look at the payment. First, your life is only worth one hundred yuan, you can give me one hundred yuan, and you can be OK; second, your life is worth one million, and you can give me a million check! How much is your life worth, you decide it yourself!"

Boxing champion Liao: “…?!”

Yin Zhiju looked at his good brother with sympathy. He probably had to choose one million if he had to bite the bullet. Let me ask the best gold medal thug on Macau Street. If it is reported that a life is worth 100 yuan, it will not be laughed to death!

Boxing champion Liao: "I will give you three million! Thank you for saving me!" He almost gritted his teeth.

Ye Jindong was not surprised at all, "Thank you! I will spend three million!"

Boxing champion Liao was speechless again.

Don’t the people in the martial arts world pay attention to loyalty and do not seek repaid kindness? Why is Ye Jindong so greedy for money?!

Only the gambling king He Xin understands the mood of boxing champion Liao at this moment, because he also owes Ye Jindong a life, so he pays more than boxing champion Liao!

Gambling King He Xin came down from the second floor and asked someone to "take" the disabled Wang Jianjun from the statue, saying, "What a pity that my statue is carved by a famous Italian artist!"

"Mr. He, what you should care about now shouldn't be the statue?" Suddenly, a faint voice said.

The gambling king He Xin felt a "knock" in his heart, thinking that what should come is still here!

No need to guess, He Xin turned his face and saw who else would besides Ye Jindong who dared to speak to him like this?

Ye Jindong seemed very happy. After all, he had just collected a three million account. Macau people still have money. They want one million, but they insist on giving three million. Such idiots are rare! But I wonder if this gambling king would be a idiot too?!

At this moment, the Gambler King He felt a little worried because Ye Jindong had a bad look.

In the past, according to the identity and status of the gambling king He Xin, he would not have looked at a glance at a young and dandy like Ye Jindong at all.

The wealthy and prominent families in the upper class of Hong Kong have always used these young and dandy boys as chamber pots.

But after experiencing so many things, He Xin has completely seen Ye Jindong's strength, so powerful!

He Xin even doubted that if he fought alone, would anyone in Hong Kong be able to resist Ye Jindong's punch?!

"Adong, what do you mean?" Gambling King He Xin said with a smile.

"You understand what I mean," Ye Jindong also said with a smile, "We have not finished the account last time. This time, you owe me another favor!"

The gambling king He Xin smiled slightly: "Why do you have to calculate so seriously?"

"It's not okay if you don't be serious, some people will be stolen!" Ye Jindong smiled, "and I don't like those who are stolen the most!"

"So what if you don't like it?"

"How?" Ye Jindong pointed to the broken statue contemptuously, "I will let him take me a punch, and then hang it on it!"

After saying that, Ye Jindong smiled at the Gambling King again: "Brother Xin, do you like this arrangement?"

The gambling king He Xin suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't seem to expect Ye Jindong to dare to threaten him with such courage.

But---

The gambling king looked at the injured Yin Zhiju and boxing champion Liao. I am afraid that no one would be Ye Jindong's opponent.

Even if the whole audience rushed forward, they would probably not be able to beat Ye Jindong in front of him.

After all, the gambling king He Xin is a hero and is angry, but now he has to accept it. Who knows whether this man named Ye will really punch him away when he gets crazy?

The gambling king is old, so he doesn't want to be a "flying man in the air".

"Haha, Adong, you are so humorous--I admire you!" Gambling King He Xin had to release his friendship.

"It's OK to have you! It won't be too unhealthy for me to punch the elderly. After all, I'm also a good young man in Hong Kong!"

Gambling King He Xin: "…?!"

Just then--

Wow, wow!

The police car rang outside.

"Who called the police?" Gambling King He Xin was stunned and said sternly.

Yin Zhiju and boxing champion Liao Kuang shook their heads, "It's not us!"

"It's me!" Ye Jindong said, "Of course I have to call the police if such a big thing happens. I just said that I am a new generation of good young people in Hong Kong!"

Gambling King He Xin: "…?!"

I think Ye Jindong is too arrogant!

At least I discussed this matter with myself. No, no one dared to make good decisions in front of me before.

"What, Brother Xin, aren't you happy?" Ye Jindong looked at He Xin and asked.

He Xin: “…?!”

He hurriedly said, "How could it be? But this is Macau, it seems not Hong Kong!"

Ye Jindong knocked on his head: "Hong Kong and Macao are all together, I have always been very persistent!"

He Xin, nothing to say!

Yin Zhiju and boxing champion Liao could see clearly next to him. They vaguely felt that the gambling king, who was originally high and fearless, seemed to be a little afraid of this domineering and arrogant Ye Jindong.

Actually, let alone the gambling king He Xin, Yin Zhiju and boxing champion Liao looked at Ye Jindong, as if they were watching a monster.

In the face of powerful force, it seems that status and wealth seem so insignificant.

...

Three ambulances and five police cars parked outside the mansion of the Gambling King.

The seriously injured Wang Jianjun was limp like a dead fish and was carried out on a stretcher.

"Wow, this guy is so pitiful!"

"Isn't it? The bones in the body were broken. It's so cruel!"

Two medical staff were talking.

When Ayong and the other two who were escorted into the car heard them saying this, they couldn't help but shout at Wang Jianjun: "Brother Jianjun, how are you doing?" "Brother Jianjun, are you dead?" "Brother Jianjun, have we not avenged your brother yet?"

Unfortunately, Wang Jianjun was lying on a stretcher, desperate to die. He wanted to try hard to speak, but he couldn't speak and had no strength.

In fact, what he wants to say most at this moment is regret! Regret to meet Ye Jindong, the god of killing!

If they went directly to Hong Kong without borrowing from Macau, the situation might be different!

...

At the same time---

Lei's Gambling Entertainment Company---

Ding Yao sat on the throne of the president, raised her legs and shook a glass of red wine in her hand. The red wine was as red as blood, reflecting her flaming red lips, full of indescribable temptation.

Standing next to him was Kuo Zhihua and eight other subordinates.

Ding Yao was waiting for the news, Wang Jianjun and the others had successful news.

soon---

Dingling!

The phone rang.

Kuo Zhihua hesitated for a moment, took the initiative to answer the phone, then frowned and handed it to Ding Yao himself, "Gang Master Ding, it was called by Mr. He."

Ding Yao smiled and took the phone call, "Mr. He? Is there any good news?"

He Tianbao said anxiously on the other end of the phone: "Failed! The people you sent failed!" Then he complained on the phone, saying that the people from Ding Yao's sect were useless, like waste, and could not even beat Ye Jindong! He also said that his identity was probably exposed, so he asked Ding Yao what to do?

As he spoke, He Tianbao almost cried out.

He really couldn't bear the strong psychological pressure and felt that he had boarded the pirate ship. He shouldn't have agreed to Ding Yao and betrayed his father from the beginning.

Ding Yao's beautiful eyes flashed a few times, and then he comforted He Tianbao a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Kuo Zhihua also became anxious. He heard He Tianbao's words just now, and couldn't help but look at Ding Yao with concern.

Ding Yao won’t get involved in the gambling king. Now the gambling king is fine. Needless to say, he will definitely use thunder means to retaliate against them!

This is the territory of the gambling king. He had a city lockdown before and almost wiped out the rebels. What about this time? Could it be that their Sanlian Gang could not escape this disaster?!

Looking at Kuo Zhihua and others' worried and inquiring eyes, Ding Yao chuckled, not caring about the current situation at all, but shook the red wine and drank it all over and said, "What are you worried about? Are the gambling kings very powerful? He wants to take down our Sanlian Gang and weigh our portions! Besides, I have a trick, giggle!"
Chapter completed!