He obtained the God of All Laws from human skin.

Chapter 16 Trouble Brewing, Martial Artists Take Action

This time

The entire table was silent for less than a moment before erupting into chaos.

Some people cursed, some slammed their fists on the table, and some stomped their feet in frustration.

The gamblers who bet on big or small watched helplessly as the dealer took their money.

The few dozen copper coins that were bet on the Leopard Zone lay conspicuously alone in the center of an empty table.

The dealer glanced at the coins in the leopard zone, then at Qin Chuan, and expressionlessly picked up a rake, pushing the coins aside.

"The leopard is surrounded, eight copper coins, one to twenty-four, totaling one hundred and ninety-two coins."

He rakeed another pile of copper coins.

"The leopard is surrounded by four, and there are fourteen copper coins. The payout is 150 coins, totaling 2,100 coins."

When the two numbers were announced, the noise at the gambling table doubled.

"More than two thousand coins? A little over two taels of silver!"

"What kind of luck does this kid have? He actually bet on the leopard?"

"I've been gambling in this place for a year, and this is the first time I've seen someone bet on all four middle schools!"

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A murmur of discussion arose like boiling water, and all eyes were on Qin Chuan.

Some were envious, some were jealous, and some even wished they could tear him apart.

The dealer didn't dawdle; he took two strings of cash and then counted out several hundred coins and pushed them over.

Qin Chuan stepped forward, preparing to take the money.

At this moment, Old Xu came right over.

He slapped Qin Chuan on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I really put in a lot of effort to catch that leopard. If I hadn't touched you, would you have been able to catch it?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan glanced at the man.

That's absolutely true. If he hadn't bumped Qin Chuan's shoulder, causing Qin Chuan to drop all the copper coins, he might not have been able to bet on the leopard.

However, it's really shameless of this person to try and steal the credit.

Qin Chuan dared to make the bet only because this person saw him bet on the leopard and make a lot of money, which is why he came over.

If you don't win, this person will be as far away from you as possible. Even if you try to reason with them, they will definitely find all sorts of excuses to refuse.

"Who told you not to hold it properly?" "What does it have to do with me?"...

He'd seen the true colors of a gambler all too many times.

However, Qin Chuan was too lazy to argue with these gambling addicts. He had already made some money, so giving some away didn't matter.

Consider it a loss to avoid further trouble, so this person won't bother you anymore.

So he counted out twenty coins and pushed them over.

When Old Xu saw Qin Chuan about to hand him the money, an excited expression appeared on his face.

Upon seeing the number of copper coins, his face immediately fell, and he exclaimed:

"Bro, you won so much, and you only give me this little? That's a bit unfair, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Qin Chuan didn't tolerate him anymore and replied, "Not enough?"

Old Xu nodded and said, "Yeah, you've won so much, give me a little more."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qin Chuan take the twenty coins back.

Seeing this, Old Xu thought he would give a little more.

As a result, Qin Chuan put the twenty coins into his money bag, but showed no intention of taking out any more money. Instead, he stood up and wanted to leave, clearly intending not to give even the twenty coins.

Seeing this, Old Xu became anxious and immediately stopped Qin Chuan, questioning him, "What do you mean by this?"

Qin Chuan stopped and looked up at Old Xu, his tone indifferent: "You thought it was too little and didn't want it, so I took it back. Is there a problem?"

"I..." Old Xu choked, his face turning red. "When did I say I didn't want it? I just told you to give me a little more!"

"That means it's not enough." Qin Chuan said, then walked past him and was about to leave.

Old Xu was completely anxious. He had lost money for half a month, and he saw a sucker win so much. He could accept that he only got twenty coins, but now he didn't even get twenty coins. How could he swallow this insult?

"Stop!" Old Xu grabbed Qin Chuan's arm, his voice becoming shrill and fierce. "That money was won for you by me, and you have to give me half of it today."

Qin Chuan neither dodged nor retaliated.

He simply turned his head, his gaze passing over Old Xu's shoulder and landing on the dealer behind the gambling table.

"Someone is robbing you in your establishment, are you going to do anything about it?"

Upon hearing this, the dealer's expression immediately became tense.

As a gambling den employee,

He was perfectly clear about the reasons why the gambling den had been closed for rectification the previous two days.

It was because someone caused trouble inside the gambling den.

After this happened, Mr. Qian got furious and gave them a good scolding.

If the same thing happens again, Master Qian will definitely not let the people in the gambling den off the hook.

Thinking of this, the dealer disregarded everything else and immediately beckoned to the gambling den's thugs.

A thug from the gambling den, dressed in a black short-sleeved shirt, rushed over immediately upon seeing the dealer's gesture.

"Who's causing trouble?"

Upon hearing this, Old Xu immediately retorted, "I didn't cause any trouble. I just want my money back. Half of his money belongs to me."

The thug ignored him and glanced at the dealer.

The dealer gestured towards Old Xu with his lip and then made a "do it" gesture.

The thugs understood and stopped talking nonsense.

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, grabbed Old Xu's wrist, and tightened his grip.

Old Xu's face turned pale instantly.

The thug's hands seemed to be made of iron, gripping his wrists without moving an inch.

Old Xu winced in pain, immediately releasing his grip on Qin Chuan and involuntarily bending over, pleading repeatedly, "It hurts... Grandpa, let go! Let go! I didn't cause any trouble, I really didn't cause any trouble."

The thug remained expressionless, increased the force in his hand, and then kicked Lao Xu in the stomach.

With that kick, Old Xu was sent flying more than ten feet away, crashing heavily to the ground.

The thug then walked over, picked up Old Xu, and threw him out of the casino as if he were a dead dog.

Upon witnessing this scene, the people in the gambling den began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"Those Iron Hands gang members are incredibly strong!"

"That's right. I heard that last time someone overturned the table and caused trouble, Master Qian got angry and said that he had lost face. This time, the gambling house specially sent several more such experts. I heard that they are all martial artists who have trained their internal strength."

"Develop superhuman strength? The kind that can kill a bull with a single punch!"

"Tsk tsk, if I had skills like that, I'd never have to worry about making a living!"

"Come on, do you think martial arts is so easy to learn? Hiring a master costs money, buying medicinal food costs money, and strengthening your muscles and bones costs money. Can an ordinary person like you afford to learn? Do you know how much silver it costs to develop internal strength? Just the medicine for body tempering alone costs at least forty or fifty taels a month."

Someone nearby chimed in, "That's true. 'The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts.' Those who truly make a name for themselves either come from wealthy families or have found the right master. A lone bachelor trying to practice on his own? He'll spend his whole life just practicing for show, and when he encounters a real master, he'll be slapped to death."

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