Baimazhuang is the private property of the Li family. After years of construction and renovation, it no longer relies on farming. Instead, it is similar to modern farmhouses, which are specially used for the rich and powerful gentry in Chang'an City to be recreated.

There are many gambling houses in Chang'an City. If you want to make money from these wealthy people who are as rich as the country, you will naturally have to do some tricks that you cannot see anywhere else.

Xiao Ting came to the house rashly, and it was another first time. Although Li Tianyu knew that this man was not worthy of his identity, he still had to be careful. He only took Xiao Ting to the main house, where the beauties and wine were accompanied by them, which was not much different from ordinary entertainment, and there was nothing to say.

In a garden deep in Baima Village, the rockery made of strange stones is quite beautiful. There are many sword-bearing guards walking back and forth around the rockery, with a restrained aura, much better than the guards at Zhuangkou.

There is a cave entrance at the bottom of the rockery. From time to time, people in gorgeous clothes can be heard faintly, but it is heard from the ground...

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"Dad, you said that Eagle Finger Sanren will come here today?"

In the Nuoda Di Palace below the rockery, many people sat in the surrounding compartment room. In the middle is a martial arts venue with thick railings around it, which looked like a huge cage.

Zhu Chenglie's face was pale and sat outside the huge cage, looking around.

Zhu Manlong sat on the Grand Master's chair holding a teacup, and next to him was Zhang Chao. Thugs in guard clothes covered the entire underground palace.

Hearing his son's inquiry, Zhu Manlong snorted faintly: "Youwei's father and Master Zhang are here, and he is 100% sure that he will never return."

Zhu Chenglie nodded, with a little uneasy expression. It may be related to "not doing bad things, not being afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." If you do bad things, you will naturally feel a little suspicious.

In the huge cage in front of Zhu Chenglie, beast roars from time to time, and yellow-patterned tigers roared inside the iron railing against the wall of the huge cage. The scarlet pupils included the beastly nature brought by hunger, and scanned the many sources of shouting outside the cage.

The people sitting in the surrounding compartment could not see who it was, but Zhu Chenglie heard the voices of several people. They were all rich and wealthy people in Chang'an City. At this time, with a little excitement, they threw gold and silver ingots into the tray of the manager and shouted:

“Hurry up…”

What are you doing quickly? Although Zhu Chenglie has come for the first time, he has guessed it.

The Zhu family opened a martial arts school, providing protection to many wealthy families, and also doing dirty work for those rich families, grabbing land, and beating sticks. At a cocktail party last year, he met Li Tianlu. After making friends a few times, Li Tianlu gave him a fat man - to catch some irrelevant people and send them to Baimazhuang, and the government would not investigate any kind of government.

Baima Village is a farm. Zhu Chenglie thought it was the landlord who was looking for a black worker to farm, so he naturally agreed happily. The Zhu family supported many gambling houses in the city. Every day, there were the kind of gambling sticks who lost money and owed money. They turned against their families and no one cared about it.

If he owed the money in the gambling house, Zhu Chenglie naturally brought someone to tie him up and sent him to Baimazhuang. After more than a year, there was not even a person to report to the officials.

Zhu Chenglie made a lot of money from this, and he was always wondering why the Li family didn't directly recruit long-term workers for the money. It was not until today that all the people he sent had gone to see the King of Hell.

This underground palace is considered an underground gambling house, where people fight against beasts and win or lose.

The hungry tiger in the cage is not big, a little tiger with a size of about 200 pounds, but no matter how small it is, it is still a tiger. Zhu Chenglie believes that he is not capable of fighting on his own. How can those gambling sticks who lose and can’t even eat enough to eat?

The cage was not ready yet, but Zhu Chenglie couldn't sit still. After all, he caught the person.

But thugs have rules for thugs. What does the money do? The Zhu family has to do well after collecting money, and there is no right to interfere.

"Ao—"

The deafening tiger roar sounded in the cage, and the yellow-patterned tiger irritated behind the iron fence, causing shock and dust.

The sound of iron chains came out from the gate on the side of the cage against the wall.

The people sitting in the surrounding compartment suddenly started to scream, and several big-bellied men even stood at the window of the compartment, lifting the beaded curtain to watch.

Click—

The sound of the mechanical hunch sounded, and a gate by the wall opened, and two hunched men were thrown out, including Sancai, a friend from the Sun's shop.

"Let me out--"

"Help--"

The sound of crying at my parents sounded. The two men got up from the sand and turned around and ran back. Unfortunately, the fence was closed and could only pounce on it and cried and yelled, and they didn't dare to look at the iron railing next to them.

Perhaps in order to increase the chances of winning for the two, a knife and a spear were thrown behind the fence.

Outside the cage, the manager knocked on the gong with a 'clang--':

"start!"

Crazy-

The iron railing slowly lifted up, and the yellow-patterned tiger who had been hungry for three days was full of saliva. He snatched the iron railing in anger and wanted to squeeze out.

"Damn it, pick up the knife!"

"I will reward you with a thousand taels after killing this reptile!"

The shouts were like a tide, and everyone stared at them intently.

Two ragged men in the cage first collapsed to the ground and crawled around to find the exit. Seeing that the yellow-patterned tiger's head had already drilled out from under the iron railing, the desperate desire to survive still occupied the upper part. The two people with ashes rolled and crawled and picked up swords and guns, Zhan Zhan Keke leaned against the edge of the cage.

"Go together!"

"How to fight separately! Go up together, just like killing a pig. I'll find an opportunity and stab you to death..."

The spectator from all sides lay on the railing, urging and shouting anxiously and excitedly, hoping to change himself to the point.

"Ao—"

With a tiger roar that resounded through the underground palace, the yellow-patterned tiger broke free from the cage. The tiger's palm stepped on the sand and brought dust and muffled sounds. It jumped closer to the edge of the cage in the blink of an eye.

"ah--"

A scream immediately rang out.

The two men had just as brave as they plucked up a little bit of courage, but they had disappeared after seeing the fierceness of the hungry tiger, and they were only scattered around. A man who was running slowly was torn apart by the huge tiger claws on his back, and he had no time to scream in despair, and his neck fell into the tiger's mouth, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The remaining three talents were already scared to death, and even threw their swords on the ground, rushing towards a place far away from the big tiger.

After the Hungry Tiger purged one, he did not intend to stop and get the knife. He chased and pounced on Sancai.

"What are you running away from the turtle grandson? You're slashing with a knife!"

"I'm useless, I'll pay you a hundred taels of silver..."

Scolding sounds everywhere.

Most of the gambling sticks who are slutty at the bottom of the market are lazy people, and even normal middle-aged men cannot escape, let alone out of the tiger.

Sancai had been resistant to the sacks for half a year, and the Sun's shop had a good meal, but he ran very fast at this time. He just couldn't kill the yellow-patterned tiger, and he just wanted to live a few more breaths.

Zhu Chenglie had a ghost in his heart, but he couldn't stand it at this time: "Dad, let the manager stop, this is not a fight against a tiger, this is to use human life to make fun of it, it is too harmful to good deeds."

Zhu Manlong held the teacup and said nothing.

Zhang Chao next to him looked calm: "Life and death are fate, and he is guilty of his own fault. Who can I blame?"

"Help--"

In the cage, Sancai cried wildly, and his legs ran out of the afterimage. He knew that the tiger was getting closer and closer to the tiger behind him.

In vain.

The spectators around were already cursing, obviously very dissatisfied with the drama.

Just as the yellow-patterned tiger flew out and its blood-stained huge mouth bit Sancai's neck, a sudden sound of sound broke out in the underground palace:

"Dead beast!"

The sound was like thunder, almost overshadowing the noise of the whole audience and echoed in the underground palace.
Chapter completed!