Chapter 450: Su Yang, We're Back! Betting Fiend?

A new official on the job lights three fires.

But after King Weiwu's enthronement, he did not settle scores later; instead he gave He Zhenlong a grand burial.

As his former superior, he expressed the appropriate respect and courtesies when he succeeded.

The funeral rites were organized on a grand scale, as magnificent as the annual feast.

The inauguration ceremony was rather low‑key, merely gathering a few officers for a meal, bringing witnesses and wrapping it up hastily.

Everything being simple is not what King Weiwu desires; since his authority is rightful, naturally the larger the spectacle, the better.

But now we are in chaotic times, and during such disorder he does not wish to burden the people financially or be too ostentatious.

King Weiwu's abnormal actions naturally arouse others' suspicion.

Li Yongfeng and Zhu Yeqing are no fools; they are aware that the other side intends to incite internal conflict, and ultimately launch a decisive attack when they are fatigued.

But the arrow is already on the string and must be released; forced to this point, even if they wish to stop, it's already too late.

A monk can be outrun.

But the temple cannot be escaped.

The assets and foundations of the two factions are both in Jinshan City, and moving them in a short time is impractical.

Moreover, they must fight over Jinshan, even at the cost of blood!

As dusk fell, King Weiwu suddenly announced the reconstruction of North City District and Nancheng District District.

He will spend a fortune to properly resettle the displaced people, guaranteeing clothing, food, shelter, transportation, and medical safety.

This move draws countless people to both rejoice and complain.

The relief lies in finally having a home to return to.

The grievance is that the warlord gives a slap and a jujube.

Clearly the predicament was created by them, yet now they must still feel gratitude.

There are many willing protesters, but they cannot stir any wave; in an instant they are suppressed and vanish into the crowd.

Afterwards, King Weiwu declared that the reconstruction of homes has an additional condition, namely—

to work for the warlord for a certain amount of time.

Sima Zhao's intentions are known to all passersby.

The so‑called "work" here must be digging Jinshan, making them miners to tunnel.

The big guys understand tacitly; though unwilling in heart, they can only mutter grievances in secret and dare not openly resist.

Having learned from past mistakes, the people of Xicheng District have become much more cautious.

They united to form a workers' union, aiming to fight for the rights of the city's residents.

To prevent similar incidents like those in Nancheng District District in the future.

East City District also refuses to be outdone; these days they are not involved in the profit vortex, yet the undercurrents are no less than elsewhere.

Within the Qinglong Gang, a major reshuffle occurred; the old boss suddenly abdicated, and the new boss rose to power.

This turmoil will surely last a long time.

……

Nightfall is near, and Xiao Wenxue has been watching Su Yang the whole time, fearing to miss an exciting scene.

As night approaches, Xiao Wenxue has been watching Su Yang all this time, fearing to miss an exciting scene.

He hasn't been idle on the intelligence front; his little brother gathered information and reported back.

Round after round, no news from Jinshan City is missed.

When hearing that the warlord Weiwu King took the throne, a flash of tension and solemnity briefly appeared on his face.

After waiting a moment and finding nothing happen, the hanging heart slowly settled.

"Boss Su, the warlord is already undergoing a massive reshuffle, yet I'm still alive and well; your expectations may be in vain."

He knows what Su Yang is calculating.

It's nothing but trying to exploit a loophole in the Betting Duel, using King Weiwu's succession as the judgment.

The former Warlord Leader is dead, so the pursuit of Lin Yang will naturally be affected.

But now he finds he overthought completely, and the result still hasn't materialized.

That means…… Xiao Wenxue hasn't lost yet.

Now not losing, the next stage will have a huge chance to win!

"What a pity." Su Yang sighed lightly, then said slowly, "It seems the death of the Warlord Leader was fanned by someone behind the scenes."

"The people who kill the Warlord Leader and the people who frame him are in the same camp; the two are linked, so the gamble cannot make a win‑loss Judgment," Su Yang explained.

"The one who killed the Warlord Leader and the one who framed him are in the same group; the two are linked, so the betting duel cannot yield a win‑loss judgment," Su Yang explained.

"We shouldn't waste each other's time; I still have many matters to attend to. You may just admit defeat and preserve some dignity," Xiao Wenxue said.

Su Yang heard this and let out a light laugh, "It seems Guardian Xiao is in a hurry. I said I could get out unscathed today; now there are still a few hours until midnight."

"The outcome is still unknown; who lives and who dies truly cannot be predicted."

Xiao Wenxue looked at Su Yang's expression—unwavering as if the Yellow River were invisible—and felt his teeth itch with hatred.

He is like a stone in a latrine, both smelly and hard.

There is no way to deal with him.

If possible, Xiao Wenxue would love to slap him hard across the face.

Su Yang pondered briefly and asked, "I'm curious…… who told you that Nancheng District District has Jinshan?"

"Someone you never want to see," Xiao Wenxue replied.

"I guess you learned this news quite early, perhaps a week ago, or maybe when you first entered the game," Su Yang said.

"Exactly, at first I didn't understand his purpose, but now I get it," Xiao Wenxue looked deeply at Su Yang and said gravely.

【61】 "When a person's ambition exceeds his ability, everything he does is wrong."

The veiled insinuations amused Su Yang, "It's truly detestable when virtue doesn't match the position; Guardian Xiao Wenxue, care to guess whether I can empty Jinshan right under the Warlord's watch?"

"Just you?"

Xiao Wenxue sneered, "The depth of the Qinglong Gang is far more terrifying than you imagine; Retreat ten thousand steps and say even if I lose, there are thousands upon thousands of me behind me!"

"If you're all such deadweights, there's no need to care," Su Yang said lightly.

"Hahaha…" Xiao Wenxue's twisted Brow was laced with a hint of anger.

Suddenly, a rapid Footstep sound rose sharply from behind Su Yang.

Accompanied by the roar of a car, a long‑absent knowing Smile flashed across his face.

"It's here…"

Two big lights shone on the snow, the distance closing; the Qinglong Gang and the others instinctively felt for the gunstocks in their trouser pockets, faces full of vigilance.

Three people stepped out of the car, all familiar faces.

"Su Yang, we're back!"

At those words, Xiao Wenxue's Pupil narrowed slightly, then quickly returned to normal.

The newcomers were Lin Yang, Yin Yun and Huang Hua.

They had fought for two days and finally Retreated unscathed.

Of course, the process cost a considerable price.

Yin Yun expended an Injection, and Huang Hua, seeking a sliver of hope in the chaotic world, was also forced to use one.

Lin Yang bore a wound, limping as he walked; it was easy to see his leg was injured.

But he was born a tough guy; even missing limbs is a minor issue.

Just two "guns" and No Injury to the great matters.

At most, it's just a slightly soiled hem.

Lin Yang glanced at the motionless Su Yang, bewildered, then turned to look at Xiao Wenxue's group across the street.

When Sight the Qinglong Gang insignia on him, his face was suddenly enlightened.

"You're the Gambling Ghost Huang Hua mentioned?"

Gambling… Ghost?

Xiao Wenxue, furious, laughed sarcastically and retorted, "Keep your Mouth clean; I won't indulge you."

"Look how eager you are; never thought you'd actually hit the mark," Lin Yang said with a scornful face.