Extraordinary Soldier King in the City-Chapter 641: Little Gambling Saint

The casino manager swallowed upon hearing that.

After Chen Feng showed his power, how could he dare to stop him? He quickly nodded and said, "Of course, of course. Please, whenever you want to leave, just leave. If anyone dares to stop you, I’ll be furious!"

After speaking, the casino manager quickly glared at the security guards and said, "What the hell are you all still doing here? Get out of the way and clear a path for this gentleman. You guys really have no sense!"

Upon hearing this, although the security guards were displeased, they didn’t dare to retort and quickly dispersed to clear a path for Chen Feng and Wang Hao.

Seeing this, Chen Feng turned to the casino manager and asked with a faint smile, "Anything else?"

"Anything else? You are talking about Zhao Dongqiang, right? I will have someone release him right away!"

The casino manager said, gesturing to one of the security guards, "Go to the basement and bring out Zhao Dongqiang!"

"Yes!"

The guard nodded and hurried off.

"Sir, I hope this satisfies you?"

The casino manager asked with an obsequious smile, looking at Chen Feng.

"I’m afraid you’ve forgotten something else?"

Chen Feng casually hooked the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile.

"I dare not forget, I dare not forget!"

The casino manager shook his head, and then quickly called over a male waiter, instructing, "Hurry to the counter and have finance write a check for ten million for this gentleman. Be quick, go!"

The male waiter, naturally not daring to waste words, hurried off.

Soon after, the security guard who had gone to the basement to release someone returned.

And with him, another figure appeared.

It was a young man, dressed fashionably, his hair dyed yellow—clearly someone who mixed in society.

However, at the moment, his face was bruised and swollen, full of injuries with some dried blood still under his nose.

And his clothes were also covered with footprints.

Clearly, he had been beaten before.

And this young man was Wang Hao’s cousin, Zhao Dongqiang.

"Cousin!"

Upon seeing Zhao Dongqiang, Wang Hao quickly went up to him.

"Haozi, how come you’re here?"

Zhao Dongqiang was also surprised to see Wang Hao.

"I came to ransom you. Are you alright?"

Wang Hao looked at Zhao Dongqiang with concern and asked.

After all, he had often played with Zhao Dongqiang as a child, so the relationship between the two brothers was quite good.

"Of course, I’m fine! Who do you think your cousin is? I’ve been mixing in Jianghu for so many years. I hold a status and prestige; these bastards wouldn’t dare do anything to me. They’ve had me captured for so long; they’ve been treating me well, not daring to touch a single hair on me!"

Zhao Dongqiang shook his head, bragging pretentiously.

Being a person who especially cared about saving face, especially in front of his family, he naturally wouldn’t tell the whole truth.

"Really? Then what about the injuries on your face?"

Wang Hao frowned and asked.

"Ah, this injury? I knocked it myself. Don’t worry, they’re just minor wounds, nothing serious!"

As he spoke, Zhao Dongqiang wiped his nosebleed, casually dismissing it.

"Alright!"

Wang Hao knew his cousin’s character well; he always sought to save face and be strong.

So, he didn’t bother to expose him.

Even a fool could see that Zhao Dongqiang had been beaten up to end up like this.

But nitpicking over this now really was pointless, as long as he was okay.

That way, he could report back to his parents and uncles and aunts.

"Cousin, come on, let me introduce you!"

Wang Hao pulled Zhao Dongqiang over to Chen Feng, then pointed at Chen Feng and introduced him, "This is my boss, Chen Feng, cousin—he is the one who saved you this time. You’d better thank him quick!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dongqiang looked at Chen Feng and still full of airs, said, "Brother Chen Feng, right? Thanks for your help. I, Zhao Dongqiang, will remember this favor. If you ever encounter any problems outside that you can’t handle, just call your brother Qiang. I’ll take care of it for you!"

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Feng’s mouth slightly curled.

He hadn’t expected that Wang Hao’s cousin was also a character.

Even beaten up like this, he still put on airs—how amusing.

The onlookers around them threw disdainful glances at Zhao Dongqiang.

Because to them, this scene looked like a pauper telling a rich man, "If you’re ever short on cash, come to me; I’ll lend you some."

It was just too funny!

It wasn’t just the crowd; even his cousin Wang Hao couldn’t bear to listen anymore.

Wang Hao gave Zhao Dongqiang a look and said discontentedly, "Cousin, what are you talking about? If it weren’t for my boss, you really wouldn’t have gotten out!"

"I know that! I was just thanking Brother Chen Feng here!"

Zhao Dongqiang said thick-skinned.

After finishing his words, he looked at Chen Feng and continued, "Brother Chen Feng, don’t judge by my current state, but my gambling skills are kickass. People in Jianghu call me, ’The Little Gambling Saint’!"

"You can ask around if you don’t believe me. It’s just this time, I wasn’t very focused, plus my luck was really bad, so I lost a bit."

"Whenever I won before, it was always at least over a hundred thousand per win, and at most, I’ve won several hundred thousand. Can ordinary people do that? If it were you, could you win several hundred thousand at once? No, right?"

"No!"

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Can’t do it, right? Winning several hundred thousand dollars at once, probably only I, The Little Gambling Saint, could do it. Isn’t it awesome?"

"So, you’ve helped me this time, and I won’t let you help for nothing. I’ll just need to adjust my state a bit, gamble a few more games and easily win a few hundred thousand. Then, I’ll give it all to you as a payment for your help this time!"

Zhao Dongqiang said very pretentiously.

His boast was truly earth-shattering and without any shame.

Wang Hao felt embarrassed for him.

The casino manager and others looked at Zhao Dongqiang with full disdain, thinking: Chen Feng is a gambling expert who just won ten million in one go, and here you are, barely avoiding losing your underwear, yet you still have the nerve to strut in front of him, totally oblivious to your own limits.

Chen Feng didn’t expose Zhao Dongqiang either, just smiled and waved his hand, saying, "That’s very kind of you!"

"Don’t mention it, a few hundred thousand might be a lot for ordinary people, but for me, The Little Gambling Saint, it’s nothing. I can easily win it back with just a wave of my hand, it’s no big deal."

Zhao Dongqiang waved his hand, his face full of pride.

Right as Zhao Dongqiang was enthusiastically boasting, a male waiter came over with a check and handed it to the casino manager.

The casino manager hurriedly brought the check to Chen Feng, looked at him with respect, and said, "Mr. Chen, this is the ten million you won this time. Please keep it safe!"

"What! Ten... ten million!"

Hearing this, Zhao Dongqiang froze completely, his eyes wide open, staring straight at the check, his face filled with astonishment, speechless from the shock.

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