A thin and tall man in a thin cyan robe was enjoying the wind on the highest stone wall of the west gate tower. Because he was too thin, his cyan robe seemed to be hung on a bamboo pole, fluttering in the night wind.
The summer nights in Chang 'an were hot and sultry. Rich families had their own maidservants to hold fans and fill their rooms with ice, while ordinary people had to open their doors and sleep on bamboo beds in the streets. Everyone knew that the higher one went, the colder the night wind would be. However, the Tang Imperial Palace and the majestic city wall were not easy to climb.
But the thin man in cyan robe could, because his name was Qi IV, the leader of the Fish-dragon Gang in Chang 'an.
Everyone in Jianghu knew that Qi IV was ruthless. But it had to be said that he was the most useless one among the brothers at the top of the Fish-dragon Gang. Now that Spring Breeze Pavilion Old Chao had left Chang 'an and Chang III and the others had returned to the imperial court to work, he naturally took over as the leader of the Fish-dragon Gang.
Now, with a casual order from him, three thousand cyan-robed men swore to die for him. In addition, everyone now knew that the Fish-dragon Gang was a fish thrown into Jianghu by His Majesty. Even the government dared not neglect them. Undoubtedly, Mr. Qi was the only leader of the Chang 'an underworld, so it was not a big deal for him to enjoy the scenery from the city tower.
However, facing the night wind, Qi IV, who was holding a pot of wine, did not feel proud at all. Instead, he looked gloomy. He took a sip of wine and sighed. He had successfully transformed from an ordinary underworld leader to a leader of the cultured underworld.
He missed Chao Xiaoshu and his other brothers very much. However, Chao Xiaoshu had gone on a long journey, and Chang San and Chen Liu had official identities, so they could not meet at any time. Thinking of the good times of drinking and eating in the past, Mr. Qi, who was already famous in Chang 'an, wished he could immediately return to the days when he was a follower.
At this moment, a man came from afar on the city wall. He greeted the gate guards and hurriedly ran over. He lowered his head and said a few words in Qi IV's ear in shame.
With a puff, Mr. Qi spat out a mouthful of wine. The wine turned into a fine mist and fell outside the bottomless city wall. He did not know if it would startle the rock eagles nesting on the city wall. He stared and asked, "Could it be wrong?"
"There's no mistaking it. I've already sent someone to Yingou to inquire. That brat went there first and won more than ten thousand taels of silver."
Mr. Qi still didn't believe it. He touched the back of his head and said hesitantly, "Cultivators go to the gambling house to make money? How could there be such a shameless person? Why does it sound so strange? "
That subordinate said with a bitter face, "No one believed it, not even the head shopkeeper at Yingou's side. But in the end, didn't he still obediently hand over the silver, and then hurriedly sent a message to us?"
Mr. Qi believed that his subordinates did not dare to deceive him, so he confirmed that a cultivator was shamelessly making money in his gambling house. Thinking of his elder brother's order before he left, he couldn't help but change his face. He threw the small flagon in his hand into the darkness outside the city wall and said fiercely, "Make him spit out the money, or let our brothers chop him! Damn it, he is not a sublime being in the Seethrough Realm. Do you think that I can't chop you to death just because you know some tricks? "
Although he said so, he could not do it. The Fish-dragon Gang had always been particular and tough. If Mr. Qi was really driven into a corner, he could really ask his three thousand brothers in cyan robes to chop that cultivator to death. But the problem was that cultivators must have their own sects. He had to take a look at the background of that bastard cultivator before making a decision.
The city wall of Chang 'an was extremely high. It was not easy to climb up, and it was also very difficult to run down. When Mr. Qi ran back to the gambling house from the city gate, he was already exhausted and out of breath. And during this period of time, that bastard cultivator had won more money.
Hearing the news, Mr. Qi's face became more and more unfriendly, and his mood became worse. But when he saw the person who pushed the door and entered, his mood and expression became extremely weird. He wanted to laugh but also wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry. He thought to himself, "What the hell is going on?"
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Hearing the three words "Mr. Qi", Ning Que pushed the door and entered. As expected, he saw the man in cyan robes who looked like a bamboo pole. Ning Que's expression instantly became very interesting. He thought to himself, "Although we are familiar with each other … in fact, we are not that familiar … Well, for the sake of Chao Xiaoshu, I will give you a 50% discount on all the previous accounts."
His reaction was so fast that he actually made three turns in one sentence. He thought to himself that if he acted too familiar with this man, he would be too embarrassed to take the money he won. But if he pretended to be completely unfamiliar with this man, he was afraid that the man would really turn against him. He knew very well that the Fish-dragon Gang was not to be trifled with, so he finally used the name of Chao Xiaoshu.
Mr. Qi was stunned by his words, and he was so angry that he almost laughed out loud. He glared at Ning Que and said angrily, "Are you sure you want the money you won from the gambling house?"
Ning Que thought to himself, "Although we are familiar with each other, we have only met each other twice, so we are not that familiar. Do you have the nerve to refuse the money?" In fact, if it involved a small amount of money, he did not mind pretending to be a brother and a hero in front of Mr. Qi. But he had won more than 70,000 taels of silver before …
For more than 70,000 taels of silver, he did not mind pretending to be dead and let Sangsang sell herself on the street to be buried. How could he care about the old friendship and generosity? He looked at Mr. Qi, coughed twice and said, "When we first met, Mr. Qi, you said that as long as you are alive, I can do whatever I want in the Eastern City."
"This is the Western City." Mr. Qi retorted angrily. Then he stood up and took out several land deeds and contracts authenticated by the government from a locked box. He threw them on the table in front of Ning Que and said, "Anyway, this gambling house is yours. You can do whatever you want to do if you want to win."
Ning Que felt that he seemed to have misheard something. He rubbed his ears and asked, "Whose gambling house is this?"
Mr. Qi poured a cup of tea and said angrily, "I told you, this is your gambling house."
Ning Que picked up the contracts on the table and glanced at them. Sure enough, he saw his name at the bottom of the contract. He suddenly froze on the spot and looked up at Mr. Qi with his eyes full of shock and confusion.
"My eldest brother told me many things before he left, one of which is about you."
"What is it?"
"He said that you have been poor for too long these years. You have been poor for too long. That night, you dared to follow him to kill people regardless of anything just for 500 taels of silver. It's really terrible … How can a hero bow down to five buckets of rice? He also worried that you would be so stupid to be a killer after being poor, so he prepared some property for you."
Mr. Qi looked at Ning Que who was shocked and speechless as if he was a ghost. He shook his head and said angrily, "Now it seems that my eldest brother's worry is really f * cking prescient. A cultivator actually came to the gambling house to cheat money. What the f * ck is this? I say, you have been poor for so many years that you have gone crazy, haven't you? "
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