King of Hundred Victories Saber

Although Li Er was full of anger and unwillingness, he dared not resist in the face of Gan Jinliang’s tyranny.

He tightly clenched the chips, his hands trembling slightly.

Seeing that Li Er was unwilling to comply, Gan Jinliang stood up, grabbed Li Er’s collar, and lifted him up. Li Er’s feet left the ground, struggling helplessly in the air.

Gan Jinliang leaned close to Li Er’s face, saying viciously, ”I’m in a good mood today and don’t want to use force. Hand over the money sensibly, or I will make sure you can’t survive in Luoyang City!”

Li Er, feeling helpless, could only hand over the chips with tears in his eyes to Gan Jinliang.

Gan Jinliang took the chips and laughed arrogantly, then turned to focus on another table.

At this moment, a middle-aged gambler with a strong sense of justice could no longer stand the scene and stood up, saying, ”Gan Jinliang, don’t go too far! This gambling house wins or loses by skill, how can you seize by force!”

Gan Jinliang turned his head, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and walked towards the middle-aged gambler, flexing his sturdy wrists as he sneered, ”Wow, where did this meddlesome guy come from? If I don’t teach you a lesson today, you won’t know how tough I am!”

The middle-aged gambler was not about to show weakness, setting himself up for confrontation.

Gan Jinliang suddenly swung a punch, carrying a whistling wind, aiming at the face of the middle-aged gambler.

The middle-aged gambler sidestepped nimbly, dodging the punch.

Seeing this, Gan Jinliang, furious and humiliated, ordered his men to attack the middle-aged gambler together.

Though the middle-aged gambler struggled to resist, he was outnumbered and soon fell to the ground, bruises appearing on his face, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Gan Jinliang stepped forward and stomped on the middle-aged gambler’s back, saying complacently, ”This is the consequence of opposing me! In the future, be smart!” After saying that, he made another round of the casino, extorting quite a sum from the gamblers, and then left with his men satisfied.

The casino was dead silent, like a cursed empty city.

The gamblers lowered their heads, a fire of anger burning in their eyes, yet tightly bound by fear, their lips sealed in silence, daring to be angry but not to speak out.

They could only watch as Gan Jinliang swaggered away, his fat figure like a heavy shadow pressing on everyone’s heart. The once lively and bustling casino was now shrouded in a thick, ink-like gloom, the previous liveliness vanished without a trace, leaving only stifling depression.

”Snap!” A crisp slap sound suddenly broke the oppressive silence at the casino entrance.

Gan Jinliang, just stepping out the door, suddenly had his head tilted to the side, a bright red handprint instantly appearing on his face, leaving him dumbfounded, clearly not expecting such a turn of events.

His gang of fierce-looking thugs immediately gathered around like vicious dogs.

When they saw who was surrounded in the middle, they were all stunned, seeing it was actually a young maiden, as beautiful as a celestial immortal, dressed in a flowing white gown.

The cold wind of the chilly night whistled by, making her white dress flutter, like a white plum blooming in the cold wind, elegant and otherworldly, yet with a touch of unruliness.

This young woman was Yang Xue’Er, the daughter of Su Yao, the Pavilion Master of Liaodong Qingfeng Pavilion. She was engaged to Shi Feiyang and had once gifted him the Celestial Frost Blade.

Yang Xue’Er’s personality was entirely different from Yili’s arrogance, Gong Simeng’s cautiousness, Qi Meizhen’s heroic demeanor, Bai Zhi’s killing intent, and Lin Wanqing’s gentleness. She was mischievous and impish, her every move full of playfulness and mischief.

Previously, she had promised to go to Bozhou to assist Shi Feiyang in quelling the rebellion.

However, her mother Su Yao was unfortunately injured by the despicable flower-destroying thieves, Bai Renfeng and Bai Feifeng, and her injuries were severe, not easy to heal.

Out of filial duty, Yang Xue’Er had to stay at the Liaodong Qingfeng Pavilion to carefully nurse her mother back to health.

Now that Su Yao’s injuries had healed, Yang Xue’Er’s restless heart began to stir once more. Hearing that ”Iron Palm” Wu Zhong had encountered misfortune and that the Heroic Sakura Association was causing a storm in Luoyang City, she was fully concerned for her beloved Shi Feiyang, thinking she must bring a gift this time around.

She also thought that the casino was always an excellent place to gather information, so she found a way to sneak into the casino.

Just in time, she saw Gan Jinliang bullying others in the casino, and her heart instantly ignited with rage, deciding to come forward and teach this bully a lesson.

As Yang Xue’Er saw a dozen muscular men closing in, she showed no fear, her lips curved into a playful smile.

She lightly flicked her sleeve, her movement graceful and beautiful, like willow branches dancing in the wind.

In an instant, Qingfeng Needles shot out like a sky full of stars. Immediately, the sounds of ”bang bang” filled the air.

These dozen muscular men, though not lacking in martial arts, never expected this beautiful young maiden to use such an unusual technique suddenly. They couldn’t avoid it and were all hit by the Qingfeng Needles.

Their bodies stiffened and then they fell backwards to the cold, hard ground, breaking their heads and bleeding, emitting endless cries of pain and despair, sounding exceptionally bleak in the cold night.

Seeing this, Gan Jinliang was furious, jumping in rage, the fat on his face trembling as well. He opened his eyes wide, glaring fiercely at Yang Xue’Er, and let out a beast-like roar, suddenly executing the Blood Evil Hand, charging towards Yang Xue’Er.

With his movement, a strong stench hit her face, like the smell of rotting flesh, making one want to vomit.

The clever and mischievous Yang Xue’Er wrinkled her nose, frowned slightly, and thought to herself, ”This is not good.”