Junhao Casino was the largest asset under Kong Erhu's name.

At this moment, Kong Erhu and Mr. Jing, along with a group of people, were gathered in the office of the Junhao Casino.

The perimeter of Junhao Casino was a long-abandoned car repair shop.

Countless discarded car parts and car fronts lay scattered on the open ground, overrun with weeds.

However, once you crossed this area, you would immediately find yourself among several serene and elegantly styled courtyard houses.

These three courtyard houses were the location of Kong Erhu's Junhao Casino.

It must be said that Kong Erhu was quite a pretentious fellow.

These three or four small courtyard houses carried a strong artistic and cultural atmosphere.

Yet, they were filled with various gambling games—mahjong, dice, baccarat...

Everything was available!

Behind the courtyard houses arranged in the shape of a character "zheng," there was also a hotel.

The hotel had five floors and from the outside, its decoration did not seem particularly luxurious.

But only guests who had stayed inside knew that this seemingly ordinary hotel was a Cave Heaven.

The interior decoration and amenities were not inferior to those of a star-level hotel, and everything a man could need was available in the hotel.

Lanting Liquor, beautiful women, gambling, and even drugs...

This place nearly gathered everything men loved, brimming with all sorts of thrills.

Hence, naturally, it became a frequent haunt for most high-end men, a real den of iniquity.

Kong Erhu was not the actual legal person of the Junhao Casino.

But, everyone in the underworld knew that this place was Lord Tiger's territory.

Although the visitors to this place were a mixed bunch with many powerful people among them,

no one dared to cause trouble here.

At this moment, Kong Erhu patted his round belly, squinting his eyes as he watched the footage on his phone.

He laughed heartily, "No wonder Wu Wei is so afraid of his wife."

"Such a woman has fire in her bones; she could drain a man dry."

"Look at that figure, that appearance, tsk tsk, simply top-notch."

He was wearing a purple Tang suit with a large gold chain around his neck, looking like a dog's leash.

He wore seven or eight large gold rings on his ten fingers.

This guy exuded the aura of a nouveau riche, but no one dared to underestimate Kong Erhu.

If you thought Kong Erhu was just a boss who had risen through brutality and luck, you were mistaken.

Indeed, Kong Erhu's seemingly brainless nouveau riche appearance had successfully deceived many of his rivals.

This guy was plump, but his brain was definitely not compressed by the fat.

He was cunning and ruthless in his methods.

After so many years of turmoil, the graves of many of his opponents were already overgrown with grass.

Yet Kong Erhu was still alive, and living zestfully.

Kong Erhu could watch Zhang Lifang's private videos without any fear.

No one else dared even peek at them.

Lord Tiger had already declared that after squeezing all the money out of Wu Wei's wife, he wanted to have a taste of her himself.

Given that, who among those around Kong Erhu would dare to glance at those videos?

Even Mr. Jing, the person Lord Tiger trusted the most, only stood by with a smile.

The others, wearing ingratiating smiles, flattered him profusely.

Just then, a rugged man wearing a leather jacket with a fierce leopard tattooed on his chest walked into the office.

His expression was clearly anxious: "Big brother, we can't contact Hou Yong and the guy with glasses; there might have been an accident."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jing's eyes, previously narrowed, slightly widened.

Kong Erhu was intently watching the screen of his phone.

He waved his hand impatiently, "What's there to panic about, send a couple of guys to check it out."

"Hehe, with the videos and photos in my possession, even if Yang Fei knows it was my doing, what can he do? Does he dare come here?"

When Kong Erhu said that, the office atmosphere, which had been a bit tense, immediately relaxed.

The ruffians burst into laughter and chatter, "Exactly, if that punk Yang Fei finds this place, I'll cripple him."

"Big brother farts and it could scare him so much he'd lose his soul, the damn turtle bastard."

"Big brother, why bother so much, otherwise, let me find a brother to take care of him!"

…

Amidst the flurry of flattery, the tattooed, rugged man grimaced.

His eyes turned to Kong Erhu, "Big brother..."

"Adong, go down and have someone check it out, report back to me if there's any news."

Kong Erhu looked at Adong, his chubby neck trembling as he smiled.

However, a hint of cold intent flashed through his eyes.

Adong bowed slightly, "Yes, I'll get right on it."

Mr. Jing slightly opened his eyes, observing the group of sycophants in the office.

He sneered sarcastically, then lazily closed his eyes again.

At this time, Yang Fei changed into a new set of clothes and lazily entered Junhao Casino.

Before leaving, Yang Fei had called Feng Cai'er.

He asked Feng Cai'er to go to Lanting Hotel, under the pretext of cleaning up his room.

Feng Cai'er instinctively burst into curses.

But the next sentence from Yang Fei immediately shut her up.

"Last time when solving the case, you promised me a kiss after we wrapped up."

"You've never fulfilled that promise, and now you won't even tidy up my room? I'm coming over to collect the debt!"

Feng Cai'er immediately went from furious to delighted.

Cleaning up the room for this bastard was definitely better than him stealing a kiss.

Moreover, knowing how shameless this guy is, would he just stop at kissing without touching her?

The thought alone made her blush.

Feng Cai'er happily agreed to Yang Fei's request.

Unknowingly to her, Yang Fei's request for her to clean his room had ulterior motives,

It was merely to hold steadfast against Kong Erhu and other nefarious characters.

Lin Xueyi, Zhang Lifang, and Su Yinxue all needed protection.

After all, Feng Cai'er was also a police officer.

This identity was like a splendid golden Buddha, entirely capable of suppressing the demons and ghosts of the Underworld.

Yang Fei wore a black trench coat and a broad-brimmed hat that covered most of his face.

He strolled into Junhao Casino.

With the enemy in the dark and him in the open, Yang Fei did not rush to find Kong Erhu.

Since he was at Junhao Casino, he naturally had to gamble.

Eventually, if things became unmanageable, Kong Erhu would surely appear.

Yang Fei approached the front desk and exchanged for one hundred thousand yuan in chips.

He casually tossed one to a hostess, "It's my first time here, not sure what's fun to play. Give me some suggestions."

The waitress smiled enchantingly.

A chip worth five thousand yuan; such a generous guest was rare.

On observing Yang Fei's good looks with a dash of roguish charm, she felt a stir in her heart, "Is this your first time playing here, young master?"

Yang Fei nodded and patted her rounded buttocks with a slap, grinning mischievously, "Yes, take good care of your young master, and you'll be rewarded."

"Ah, stop it, that tickles," she exclaimed in pain, biting her lip.

Her watery eyes were a mix of shyness and allure, "Since it's your first time, why don't you try playing Dice?"

"Dice is simple, easy to learn, and also quite thrilling."

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