Chapter 115: In Chang'an City, the rules of my Wangchuan Gambling Hall are the rules!

"Your Excellency, I advise you to think twice before acting, lest you regret it later!"

"You open for business, what you value is integrity and rules!"

Chen Yan crossed his arms over his chest, examined Shen Jian with great interest, without the slightest panic, and gave a "kind" reminder.

"Think twice your grandmother's leg!"

Shen Jian heard this, glared fiercely, pointed at Chen Yan's nose, and said with emphasis, "In Chang'an City, the rules of my Wangchuan Gambling Hall are the rules!"

In his words and actions, he carried the word "arrogant" to the end.

Think twice?

Regret?

Chang'an City is a place where dragons and tigers crouch; there are many big shots who can sit there, but it is definitely not the dandy in front of him.

"Arrogant enough, you are this!"

Chen Yan saw this, nodded, silently raised his right hand, gave a thumbs up, and laughed, "I admire you very much!"

It was just that this praise was full of mockery...

There was actually someone more arrogant than him, this hound of a powerful minister?

"This young master, are you going to walk yourself, or do you want me to personally invite you to walk?"

Shen Jian lost all patience, didn't want to waste any more words with Chen Yan, placed his long sword straight on his neck, and said fiercely.

"I am a person who hates being threatened by others the most..."

Chen Yan, with the blade against his neck, remained calm, smiled indifferently, and said meaningfully, "Especially being held at knifepoint!"

As he spoke, he raised his fingertip and tapped lightly on the sharp and cold blade.

"So what?"

Shen Jian laughed, staring straight at Chen Yan as if observing a fool, leaned forward slightly, and mocked, "Even if you don't like it, you have to endure it... ah!"

He didn't believe at all that a dandy, a dandy without any followers or guards, could stir up any waves.

But the moment before he finished speaking, a sharp pain came from Shen Jian's wrist, and a muffled groan escaped his mouth.

It turned out that Zhu Yi, who was in the crowd of onlookers, didn't know when he had pinched a dice between his thumb and middle finger.

With a little force, he shot it out with a hidden weapon technique, hitting Shen Jian's wrist, shaking him so much that he almost couldn't hold the sword.

"I endure your mother's wall!"

Chen Yan seized this fleeting opportunity, grabbed Shen Jian's arm, exerted force with his waist and legs simultaneously, and threw him over his shoulder to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

As the heavy sound of hitting the ground rang out, Shen Jian, who had intimate contact with the ground, let out a scream.

A stinging pain came from the bones of his head and body.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

"Are you okay?"

That group of guards finally came to their senses, stared at Chen Yan vigilantly, and said coldly, "Brat, you dare to sneak attack?"

They said what they said, but they didn't dare to get any closer.

Because Chen Yan was currently using Shen Jian's sword to press against Shen Jian's throat.

The situation of offense and defense changed instantly.

No one expected that a flashy dandy could easily take down the burly head of the guards...

"Fighting?"

"What should we do?"

"Should we leave this place of right and wrong first?"

Among the onlookers in the gambling hall, a man in a blue shirt couldn't help but ask.

He was here to gamble silver and was terrified that this conflict would spread to him.

"Such a big show, wouldn't it be a pity to leave?"

"Step back and watch!"

Someone among the melon-eating crowd responded immediately.

This once-in-a-lifetime good show would definitely be regretted for a lifetime if missed; how could they not finish watching it?

This person's words were agreed upon by the vast majority of people in the gambling hall...

They all stepped back involuntarily, but did not leave.

Only a small number stayed in place, as if they were not afraid of being affected or injured at all.

How could this brat, hollowed out by wine and lust, have such skills... Shen Jian, who was caught off guard, looked at Chen Yan in disbelief, muttered in his heart, but shouted to the left and right, "What are you still standing there for?"

"Why don't you hurry up and take down this brat who cheated and caused trouble!"

Shen Jian couldn't understand; this dandy had a sallow complexion, dark circles around his eyes, and a floating breath; he looked like someone addicted to wine and lust...

How could he have such explosive power?

But he didn't have time to think about it, because he finally found a reason, although it was a bit far-fetched...

"Brat, you are the first one to dare to be so arrogant and cause trouble in our Wangchuan Gambling Hall... ah!"

The guard minions who received the order moved in response, attacking Chen Yan from all sides.

The one who rushed the fastest, seeing that he was about to touch Chen Yan, was kicked to the ground by someone.

The person who made the move was not Zhu Yi.

It was those "melon-eating crowd" who hadn't retreated before; they tore off the cumbersome jackets on their bodies and attacked with even faster speed.

"What did you say?"

"I didn't hear clearly..."

Chen Yan smiled playfully, turned slightly, and placed his other hand by his ear.

"So what if I'm arrogant?"

"Are you still not convinced?"

While Chen Yan mocked, those people's movements never stopped, and they gave the guards who had lost their formation a violent beating.

The most hardworking one, through the disguise on his face, could faintly be seen to be... You Xian.

"Ah!"

"Ah ah ah!"

Painful wails rose and fell.

No one expected that the Wangchuan Gambling Hall guards, who had been arrogant before, were now rolling on the ground.

"Just because no one dared to cause trouble before doesn't mean no one does now!"

You Xian sneered and kicked one of them straight between the legs.

"Ah!"

After the person convulsed all over, he fainted completely from the pain.

"What the hell is going on?"

Shen Jian on the ground was dumbfounded.

His own people didn't even have the strength to parry and were all knocked down.

It looked like flowery fists and embroidered legs...

But these guards were all carefully trained by him!

"Who are these people?"

"Didn't they just gamble silver with us?"

Wang Shunchang witnessed this scene, especially when he saw the faces of some of the people who made the move, and expressed doubt.

"These look like experts!" He Shouye frowned, shrank back, and exclaimed.

As long as one wasn't stupid, one could see the extraordinary nature of these people...

The moves were too sharp!

"So it was arranged for the Embroidered Attire Envoys to disguise themselves and infiltrate..."

"No wonder Big Brother acted so fearlessly!"

Li Tan leaned lazily against a pillar, watching the good show not far away, and laughed inwardly.

If it weren't for those people making a move, even he, Li Tan, wouldn't have seen through this disguised attire...

He, Li, finally understood the backup plan Big Brother left.

"Tsk!"

"Your brothers, who are so numerous, are really not beatable at all!"

"They all fell to the ground in just one round..."

Chen Yan smacked his lips, stepped on Shen Jian's chest, looked down from above, and said playfully.

"You came prepared?!"

Shen Jian glanced at the "plainclothes" with neat military appearance around him and was surprised.

He knew very well that these were definitely not ordinary people; they were tough guys who came with bad intentions!

"Yes!"

Chen Yan smiled indifferently, patted Shen Jian's face with the back of the sword, and said, "From the very beginning, I reminded you to think twice before acting, lest you regret it later..."

"But you didn't listen to a single word!"

Shen Jian heard this, snorted coldly, and said fiercely without any fear, "So what if your people can fight?"

"Do you know whose asset Wangchuan Gambling Hall is?"

"You dare to bring people to smash the place?"

"You are really tired of living!"

That demeanor and language, in Chen Yan's eyes, were just like that General Xing Daorong of Lingling who said "Tell me your name and let you laugh," he suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to rise, and replied, "If I didn't know, I wouldn't have come!"

He paused, leaned down, got slightly closer, and continued, "What you are relying on isn't just Old Pillar of State Zhao..."

He actually really knew?! He knew clearly and still came to smash the place?!... Shen Jian was full of disbelief, realized the seriousness of the problem at that moment, and asked, "Who exactly are you?"

In his pupils, there was terror.

Knowing the background clearly and still daring to come, then this visitor...

Chen Yan straightened his body, stuck the sword beside Shen Jian's head, scanned left and right, and announced his name loudly: "I am the Zhuque Mirror Keeper of the Mingjing Si... Chen Yan!" ===== CHAPTER 116 =====