Chapter 139: 8 Machou Road Yonghe Chess and Card Room

Xin Chanxi learned that Wang Chuan and the others were going to 8 Machou Road and demanded to go with them.

"We've already had dinner! Xiao, you should go back. That place might be an underground casino; it's dangerous." Wang Chuan rejected her idea.

"If it's dangerous, I have to go even more. Did you forget I've learned martial arts!"

As soon as Xin Chanxi finished speaking, her right hand shot out like lightning, grabbed Li Wei's wrist, and gave it a light squeeze.

"Ouch!" Li Wei let out a cry of pain.

"Let go. Later, Li Wei will wait outside for my text message. If there's danger, I'll send one, and he'll call the police!" Wang Chuan still disagreed.

Li Wei rubbed his sore wrist, staring at Xin Chanxi to size her up. "Wang Chuan, let her come along. The two of us go in, and Xin Chanxi waits outside for us. If the police arrive, she can testify for us!"

"Xiao, you can't skip dinner. Want KFC? Brother Li Wei is treating; he suggested you go!" Find books at Tiantian Kan Xiaoshuo, ttkk. tw, the most complete collection.

Seeing the situation, Wang Chuan had no choice but to agree, thinking that skipping dinner was impossible as it would affect physical development.

It was not yet six-thirty in the evening; there was still plenty of time.

"I want Brother Wang Chuan. You treat. Okay... no... okay... please?!" Xin Chanxi coquettishly said, twisting her waist and shaking Wang Chuan's hand.

"That's right. Your Brother Wang Chuan runs a company; he's rich!" Li Wei fanned the flames while raising a question, "By the way, why didn't you try that squeeze on Brother Wang Chuan's hand just now!"

Xin Chanxi rolled her eyes. "Wouldn't Brother Wang Chuan feel pain? ~"

Li Wei was speechless, tears of frustration welling up. TT_TT.

Inside the KFC in the mall near Yuansheng Group.

Wang Chuan ordered two egg tarts and a pair of spicy chicken wings as requested, then asked with concern, "Is that enough?"

"Brother Wang Chuan, what? Do you want me to get fat!" Xin Chanxi finished the egg tarts in two bites.

"Wang Chuan, the very first thing you thought of was having Xin Chanxi confront that Security Guard?" Li Wei asked.

Xin Chanxi said, "Brother, you did the right thing. You should have told me about this person sooner. I would have made him get out of here early; it feels like I'm letting him off too easy. How dare he slander Brother!"

Wang Chuan took a sip of cola. "I saw he was under twenty, still young. Otherwise, would I have sent him to prison? ~~"

"To prison? ~~" Li Wei was stunned.

Xin Chanxi also stopped eating her chicken wing. "Prison? Is it that serious?"

Wang Chuan chuckled lightly. "If I weren't kind-hearted, that Security Guard Xiao Sha would be in trouble."

"I pretended to agree to his request for ten thousand yuan and recorded it, confirming that if he didn't get the money, I'd expose his privacy.

Then I arranged to meet him, say at KFC, to hand over the money and the recording. Before that, I would call the police.

By then, when he receives the ten thousand yuan I give him, the police will arrest him for the Extortion Crime."

"Wang Chuan, you are truly a great benefactor!" Li Wei finished listening and gave a thumbs-up.

Xin Chanxi had a question: "Brother Wang Chuan, is ten thousand yuan enough to meet the standard for going to prison? Is that so low?"

"Extorting public or private property, where the amount is relatively large, is punishable by fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, Criminal Detention, or Public Surveillance; where the amount is huge or there are other serious circumstances, it is punishable by fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years."

"A judicial interpretation stipulates that for a 'relatively large amount,' the starting point is one thousand to three thousand yuan; for a 'huge amount,' the starting point is ten thousand to thirty thousand yuan."

"However, each Province may, based on the actual conditions of its region, determine the specific numerical standards for 'relatively large amount' and 'huge amount' in the Extortion Crime within the above range."

Li Wei was surprised by Wang Chuan's familiarity with the Extortion Crime: "Wang Chuan, at the library and..."

He almost mentioned reading books with Pei Nanli, so Li Wei immediately changed his words, "At the library, didn't you see any medical books? Did you only read law books?"

Xin Chanxi interrupted Li Wei's inquiry. "Nonsense. If you don't read law books, will the characters on those pages automatically drill into your brain?"

"Alright, stop talking. We're setting off!" Wang Chuan said upon seeing Xin Chanxi finish eating.

"Wait, what do Criminal Detention and Public Surveillance mean? I know Fixed-term Imprisonment means going to prison!" Li Wei asked.

"Can't you look it up in a book yourself?" Wang Chuan ignored Li Wei further and pulled Xin Chanxi out of the KFC.

The three got off early at the intersection of Machou Road, and Xin Chanxi stayed on standby at the spot.

Wang Chuan glanced at Machou Road; the houses on both sides were very dilapidated.

It turned out that the end of this road was a wharf, which existed during the Republic of China Era. It quickly merged into Mingjiang along a tributary and finally flowed into the sea.

Because a more modern port was built in Beixiang District, this place gradually fell into disuse.

Wang Chuan handed his Bank Card and Identity Card to Xin Chanxi. "You keep them for us! Li Wei, you do the same."

He then handed Li Wei one thousand yuan in cash. "Just one thousand yuan each for me and Li Wei is enough."

"Xiao, later, as soon as I go in, my Mobile Phone will secretly dial your number. If I send a signal, you call the police; or if we haven't come out after an hour, you call the police too."

Xin Chanxi's face showed a look of worry. "Brother Wang Chuan, can't we call the police right now?"

"Yeah, this street is damn quiet and scary. Can't we call the police?"

Li Wei looked at Machou Road under the two or three streetlights and suddenly felt a bit scared in his heart.

"I promised Doctor Shen that I would bring Shen Xiaobing back. She doesn't want Shen Xiaobing to be arrested and sent to prison."

Xin Chanxi said, "Participating in gambling won't lead to prison, right? The worst is being detained by the Police Station for fifteen days and fined, isn't it?"

Her uncle had once run a casino, so she knew a bit about gambling penalties. She was still particularly worried about Wang Chuan's safety.

"Right, mere participation in gambling does not constitute a crime. If Shen Xiaobing has been gambling for so many days, I estimate he spent all his money long ago. If he owes a huge debt and works for the casino to solicit customers, he might become an accomplice in the crime of gathering crowds to gamble."

"So we must go in first to check the situation; there won't be too much danger."

In his past life, Wang Chuan's identity as a lawyer had exposed him to some underground casino cases; casino bosses just sought profit and would even outsource the work of chasing gambling debts to professional debt collection companies.

Of course, it was not impossible that if someone owed too much or to establish authority, they would beat people into disability.

After speaking, Wang Chuan suddenly grabbed two handfuls of sand from a pile by the roadside, rubbed his hands together until they were covered in fine sand, then thrust his hands into his own hair and smoothed it down.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"A gambler must look like a gambler. Xin Chanxi, did you bring lipstick? Let me use it to make my lips look paler."

After applying the lipstick, Wang Chuan proceeded to rip two buttons off his shirt.

Xin Chanxi swept her beautiful eyes over him. "Brother Wang Chuan, that's enough, enough. You look like a gambler now!"

"Do I have to do it too?"

"What nonsense! I give you a White Coat—can you play my personal Doctor or not?" Wang Chuan said irritably.

Li Wei spread his hands, "I have no objections!"

Xin Chanxi had already grabbed fine sand and rubbed it into Li Wei's hair, "Stop talking nonsense—protect my Brother Wang Chuan!"

The two, after dressing up, walked onto Machou Road and found there were no house numbers.

Wang Chuan approached a tobacco and liquor shop, "Boss, give me a pack of Soft Liqun. Wait—since we're pulling an all-nighter, two packs of Liqun!"

The shop owner, a thirty-year-old woman, was very fat and had a hoarse voice: "Two packs, twenty-four yuan."

Li Wei chimed in from beside him, "Brother Chuan, save your money—we'll lose another evening soon."

"Pah!" Wang Chuan spat on the ground, "I'm in Dongxin District tonight, not Nanshui District. If I lose tonight, I'll write my surname backward!"

The shop owner, after taking the money, asked casually, "Want a lighter? One yuan. Inside, it's five."

"Sure, give me one. Where the hell is No. 8 Machou Road? You people don't even have house numbers!"

The shop owner took a coin, handed him the lighter, and pointed, "Walk to the end, third-to-last house—Yonghe Chess and Card Room—that's it!"

"Thanks!"

Wang Chuan turned and walked away, pulled out a Liqun, tossed it into the air, and caught the falling cigarette with his mouth, slickly.

Li Wei beside him stared in shock—when the hell had this kid learned that?