Chapter 89: Father's Debt, Son's Repayment

In the hospital ward.

Wang Lan pushed aside the chopsticks the nurse handed over, shook their head: "I have no appetite now, just leave it!"

The nurse hurriedly glanced at Li Jiaci's complexion, seeing him nod, then put down the meal box and went outside.

Li Jiaci dragged a chair over and sat down, asking: "Xiao Liu, still feeling upset?"

Li Qinglan hasn't been stingy with me; among the six of us brothers, besides you, the person they take care of most is me!

But Li Qinglan has betrayed us again and again!

I'm not upset; I just can't figure it out!

The more Wang Lan spoke, the colder they felt all over.

Recalling Li Qinglan's gentle demeanor just now, they felt a chill in their heart.

As it turns out, gentleness can also be feigned.

Beneath Li Qinglan's false exterior lay a heart so dirty, so malicious.

Even after Li Jiaci exposed the conspiracy, Li Qinglan could still brazenly show up before others.

Just how shameless can a person be?

Today, I've finally witnessed it!

Li Jiaci sighed, rubbed Wang Lan's head, feeling somewhat self-reproach: "Xiao Liu, this matter is my fault toward you; if I had told you the truth earlier, you wouldn't have been deceived by Li Qinglan until now!"

"Brother, I don't blame you; the blame lies only with Li Qinglan hiding so deeply, and my thinking being too shallow!"

"Actually that night I should have suspected Li Qinglan; Li Qinglan gave me a bag of fruit, and then that bunch of Maozi came sniffing the smell and found us!"

"If I had discovered it earlier, the two of us wouldn't have..."

As Wang Lan spoke, they lowered their head further.

Once this matter is proven, they and Li Jiaci will not come to a good end.

"Alright, Xiao Liu, don't dwell on these depressing matters!"

"This meal was bought by your second older brother; while it's still warm, hurry up and eat it!"

"I'll come see you again tomorrow!"

Li Jiaci stood up and said.

Hearing that, Wang Lan nodded, picked up the meal box, and began eating silently.

Li Jiaci left the hospital, didn't go home directly, but drove to a casino in the west of the city.

He won't just let Li Qinglan off like that.

……

Under the night sky.

Li Jiaci lowered his head and walked into the noisy casino.

A man wearing a white shirt and red vest saw Li Jiaci and immediately came over with a fawning smile.

"Jiaci bro, how do you have time to come hang out today?"

The other party is the manager of this venue, Liu Ming.

Don't let Liu Ming's young age fool you—although they appear to be only in their early twenties, they have followed Zhang Shiqiang for seven or eight years, and this casino is one of the black-market enterprises under Zhang Shiqiang's command.

Li Jiaci glanced around the noisy crowd, then said lightly: "I have a matter I'd like you to help with."

"What are you saying? We're both brought out by Strong Bro, we've endured the days of licking blood off the blade together—if you have anything, just give the word and I, your junior, will get it done right away!"

Those brought out by Zhang Shiqiang all value righteousness.

Moreover, they share a common goal.

That is to avenge Zhang Shiqiang.

Besides Li Jiaci and Liu Ming, many juniors are scattered across different organizations, always waiting for a leader to appear who will lead them to carry out the grand plan of revenge.

This leader must be the person Zhang Shiqiang trusted most while alive, and also the most prestigious person in the organization besides Zhang Shiqiang.

Li Jiaci became the undisputed choice.

So, upon seeing Li Jiaci, Liu Ming's eyes lit up, their heart itched, and they were eager to try.

But Li Jiaci didn't come this time to avenge Zhang Shiqiang.

"Has Li Yonglin shown up today?"

Li Jiaci lit a cigarette and asked in a low voice.

Hearing that, Liu Ming first stared blankly, then summoned a junior to inquire.

The junior said: "Li Yonglin? That fearless gambling addict—I know them; I just saw them loitering around table three, but since they had no chips, they were chased away!"

"Go look for them!" Liu Ming ordered.

"Got it!"

The junior had just stepped out.

Liu Ming immediately brought Li Jiaci to the bar and ordered him a drink.

"Jiaci bro, what's the plan for today?"

Li Jiaci sipped his wine and said: "That old deadbeat has no chips, right? No chips means they can't sit at the table—give them some chips, then greet the brothers, and let them lose big in one go!"

"Hehe, I get it, I'll go take care of it!"

Liu Ming laughed and agreed.

When Li Jiaci's drink was half finished, he turned around and saw Li Yonglin indeed appearing at the gambling table.

That old thing still thought they'd scored a huge bargain, clutching a few chips, their eyes flashing with extreme greed.

Little did they know, the patrons at that gambling table were almost all lackeys arranged by Liu Ming.

As time passed.

Li Yonglin had lost all his chips.

He recalled the person who had just brought him chips, and hurriedly raised his voice: 'Hey, lend me some more chips? I swear I'll pay you back if I win!'

'Sure, how much?' The other person walked over, smiling.

'Give me however much you have on you!'

'Can you do it?'

'Nonsense, today I'm possessed by the gambling god—I'll win it back in a minute!'

Li Yonglin snatched the chips from the other person's hand.

However.

Within less than an hour, he had lost so much his eyes were red.

'Damn, I just don't believe it!'

'Old man, if you can't, get lost!'

'Who says I can't?'

'Hey you, come over, come!'

'What for? You still want to borrow?'

'Borrow, why not?'

……

It was past 4 a. m.

Li Yonglin lost all his chips again, and was dragged up from the table by a few casino enforcers.

'What are you doing? I can still keep going—if you lend me some chips, I can turn things around right away!'

'Shove it, do you know how much you owe the casino?'

The enforcers dragged Li Yonglin into the basement.

Bang.

The door shut.

In the pitch-black darkness, Li Yonglin kept backing up until his back hit the wall.

Immediately after, a heavy punch came at his face.

Another knee strike hit his abdomen, causing pain, and he grimaced as he squatted on the ground.

'Old man, you owe us a total of 800,000!'

'You have one day; if you can't come up with the money, pay with your life!'

'Your organs could fetch some money!'

The enforcer grabbed his collar and threatened him menacingly.

Hearing that, Li Yonglin's legs trembled with fear, he shrank his neck: 'Isn't that the money you gave me?'

Hmph.

'What are you thinking?'

'That was money lent to you!'

The enforcer curled the corner of his mouth, sneering.

Li Yonglin's face stiffened, he hurriedly said: 'One day is too short—where am I supposed to get that much money? Why don't you give me a few more days?'

'Father's debt, son's repayment—if you have no money, you can get your children to pay!'

'You… you can really do that?'

The enforcer patted the back of his neck, leaned in: 'Hurry up and go?'

'I'm going, I'm going!'