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"Young Master Zhu?" When Elder Fang saw the other party's foolish appearance, he muttered to himself, "Could he have been angered to the point of being a fool?"

"You … Where are you!? " Zhu An was a bit flustered and exasperated. His eyes had become bloodshot and his facial features were twisted.

Elder Fang didn't even need to call out the name to know who he was asking. He hesitated for a moment before forcing himself to say, "He ran …"

"What did you say …" Hearing these words, Zhu An sat up from the bed in anger. Because he had sat up too fiercely, his vision momentarily turned black as he heavily fell back onto the bed.

"Young Master Zhu …" Elder Fang was getting anxious.

"Hong..." "Where's Hong Long?" Young Master Zhu lay on his bed, his vision filled with darkness.

"Hong Long has disappeared." Elder Fang frowned.

"It's gone, how is that possible!?" If it wasn't for Zhu An, who had yet to regain his senses, he would probably have jumped up again.

"When the bet ends, I asked Hong Long to chase after that stinking brat. Who knew that someone from below would come and report that Hong Long has not appeared for a long time. By the time my men went to chase after him, it was already too late. That stinking brat had already prepared a way out and ran away. " Elder Fang's expression was grave.

"You mean …" Zhu An's eyes showed traces of killing intent.

Even without Elder Fang's words, he had already guessed something. Hong Long, that bastard, must have betrayed him. Otherwise, why would he disappear at such a critical moment and even lose at such a crucial moment?

"What about the dealer?" Zhu An wouldn't spare anyone who dared to betray him.

"It's already locked up and hasn't been dealt with yet." Elder Fang had a bad premonition, things weren't as simple as they seemed.

"Yes, he hasn't been dealt with. Bring him here, I want to ask him." Zhu An's eyes were filled with viciousness.

Soon, the dealer was brought over. However, his appearance was quite tragic. His clothes were dirty and his skin was bruised and bruised. One eye in particular was swollen to the point where only a slit was left.

Zhu An looked at the inhumane dealer in front of him and smiled with satisfaction. The men under him were really smart and let others know what would happen if they betrayed him, even if there was no evidence to prove it.

"Let me go …" "I'm begging you …" The dealer collapsed as she cried bitterly on the ground, "It really has nothing to do with me …"

"None of your business!" The expression on Zhu An's face was slightly twisted.

"It's true, I'm not lying!" The dealer lied on the floor and begged.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, do you really think I'm a fool?!" Zhu An's face showed a trace of hostility.

He looked around the room, and finally his gaze landed on the bedside table. The lamp on the bedside table looked pretty good, so he got up, picked up the lamp, and slowly walked to the dealer's side.

The dealer had been paying attention to the situation over here. Now she seemed to realize something and her body trembled even more. She laid on the ground, not daring to move.

"You really don't know. I'll give you one last chance," Zhu An said viciously.

"Young Master Zhu, I really didn't lie to you!" The dealer felt like she was about to collapse, and when she spoke, she sounded like she was about to cry.

Zhu An's face was expressionless as he coldly looked at the man on the ground, as if he was looking at a dead man.

He walked slowly to the dealer's side and hit him on the back with the lamp, accurately and ruthlessly.

Ah!" The dealer screamed and fell to the ground.

This time, the dealer laid on the floor in pain, his body curled up and his facial features scrunched together.

"As for me, I'm always easy to talk to. As long as you tell me honestly, I won't suffer anymore." Zhu An's tone revealed a hint of enticement.

The dealer's face turned pale, but his mind started racing. This Young Master Zhu was famous for his viciousness. If he were to carry him, he would probably be beaten to death. He didn't know anything about the truth.

"I really didn't break the rules. Even if you lend me some guts, I wouldn't dare to do it. After following you for so many years, I know what will happen to those who betrayed you!"

"You know? "Since you dare to do it with such a clear mind, then you're really not afraid of death." Zhu An felt that Hong Long must have left many things for him to do, which must have led to the discontent of these small shrimps.

"I still remember A-Biao. You lost a million in one attempt at reshuffling and then lost a hand. How could I dare to cross the border?" The dealer started trembling.

The reason why he didn't even dare to resist was because he had seen too many things and felt a deep fear.

Zhu An's gaze turned cold as he looked at the traitor on the ground, "Are you threatening me?"

"Huh?" The dealer's face was full of question marks as she raised her head to look at the Death God in front of her.

When Zhu An's eyes met his, he suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing. It was as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over him, and his body temperature dropped to freezing point.

The reason why A-Biao broke his hand in this matter was probably because no one else in the casino knew about it. It was also because A-Biao had come back to borrow money.

"Sure, very daring." Zhu An threw away the lamp in his hand, "No wonder you dare to collude with outsiders and scam master's money. Normally when you didn't make a sound, you would think it was a loyal dog.

Elder Fang was a spectator as well. In reality, he knew that the dealer knew nothing at all, just like how he did in the mirror.

He did not have any intention of stopping him. After all, this man was neither related nor friends, so there was no need to add him into the mix. Zhu An was a tyrant or bandit, or rather, an animal that would turn hostile.

If he were to stick his head out at this time, he might even suspect him in the future. Then, there would be no way to wash his face clean anymore, and he would be killed by Zhu An sooner or later.

"You're fine." Zhu An stood still.

"Wishing you all the best... "Young Master Zhu …" The dealer saw that the guy was throwing away the stuff in his hands and secretly felt relieved. "I …"

Without waiting for the dealer to finish his sentence, Zhu An suddenly kicked him in the face. The force of the kick was very strong, causing the dealer to flip over. The bridge of his nose seemed to be broken, and fresh blood flowed down from his nose.

The dealer was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound. He covered his nose with his hands, and the blood and tears on his face mixed together like cooked shrimp.

After Zhu An kicked out, he felt as if the anger in his chest had found an outlet to vent. This feeling was very cool and refreshing, as if he could take down another beauty every time.

Staring at the rolling man on the ground, Zhu An was like a mad dog, dashing forward and kicking him twice. After that, his rain-like fists dropped down, and the parts that were hit were all the vital parts of a human being.