Chapter 450: The Scoundrel Princess's Daily Loafing Chapter 543 Borrowing Money to Gamble?

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Just then, the black, thin man rushed over like an arrow, his face full of anger, shouting at Wei Shengsheng and the others: "You have some nerve, daring to cause trouble at my Hong Yun Casino! Do you know who our proprietor is?"

Hearing this, Wei Shengsheng's lips curled slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. Holding a big saber, she walked toward the black, thin man step by step, each step steady and powerful.

Stopping in front of the black, thin man, she said coldly: "I don't care who your proprietor is, today this broken gambling house is definitely getting smashed!"

Before her voice faded, she raised her hand and brought the saber down, chopping fiercely at a table beside her.

With a "crack," the table, like tofu, was instantly split in half. Wood chips flew everywhere, and the people around were stunned by this scene, retreating one after another, afraid of being affected.

Seeing this, the black, thin man's expression grew even uglier, and he shouted anxiously: "Someone! Quick, someone! Break their legs and throw them out! Daring to cause trouble, without even checking if they can afford to offend us!"

With his shout, more than twenty burly men surged out from all directions in an instant, like hungry tigers pouncing on food, lunging fiercely at Wei Shengsheng and Qianqian.

Qianqian this time completely let loose, fearlessly lunging at the burly men, her attacks like a sudden storm of wind and rain, leaving the burly men somewhat overwhelmed.

At the same time, Yan Jie and Bai Yun Lan huddled tightly together; whenever someone approached, they would quickly throw out a handful of poison powder, causing those around to fall victim one after another, collapsing to the ground in pain.

Wei Shengsheng, meanwhile, held her big saber and moved through the crowd as if in an empty land; her saber technique was precise and ruthless, and with every strike, someone would inevitably fall.

In a short while, the group that had originally been full of momentum had few left who could still get up.

However, Wei Shengsheng seemed not to care about any of this; holding her saber stained with fresh blood, she walked toward the black, thin man step by step. With each step, it was as if she were stepping on the black, thin man's heart, deepening his fear.

When Wei Shengsheng reached the black, thin man, she without hesitation placed her saber against his neck, the icy blade pressed against his skin; with just a little force, she could easily slit his throat.

"Tell me, who is your proprietor?" Wei Shengsheng's voice was low and imposing, revealing an irresistible power.

The black, thin man was so frightened he knelt directly on the ground, his body trembling nonstop, kowtowing while pulling out a stack of banknotes from his bosom, stammering: "This is five hundred taels lost by the young master, and another five hundred taels is a small token from this humble one; you, sir, are generous, please spare this humble one!"

Wei Shengsheng looked at the black, thin man with an expressionless face, her gaze cold as ice, sending chills down one's spine. After a while, she slowly put away her saber, then walked to the table beside her.

Wei Shengsheng picked up a dice cup from the table, casually opened it, and took out a die, tossing it in her hand.

Next, she swung her arm and threw the die toward Bai Yun Lan, saying at the same time: "Catch, look at it yourself." Bai Yun Lan caught the die fearfully and trembling, imitating Wei Shengsheng by tossing the die in his hand.

However, he did not notice anything unusual. Seeing this, Wei Shengsheng stamped her feet in anger, cursing him hatefully: "You idiot, you can't even tell there's lead inside the die, and you dare to come out and gamble! How did I usually teach you? Today I must clean up the family!"

Saying this, Wei Shengsheng raised the saber in her hand uncontrollably and lunged at Bai Yun Lan with great momentum. Bai Yun Lan was so scared his soul nearly left his body; he hurriedly turned and hid behind Qianqian, trembling as he said: "Mother, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! You only have this one son, you can't really kill me!"

Wei Shengsheng, however, was completely unmoved, continuing to curse loudly: "Good-for-nothing, what skill is it to hide behind your sister! If you have the skill, don't gamble! If you dare to gamble, don't be afraid of me beating you to death! What if I kill you? I'm not unable to bear children; I'll just give birth to a little girl, and it'll save me from worrying so much!"

Qianqian stood between the two, at a loss. She had wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but Bai Yun Lan clung tightly to her clothing, making it impossible for her to escape. Helplessly, she had to bite the bullet and speak up to persuade: "Second Aunt, calm down, wait until we get home to beat him, don't let outsiders see the joke."

Wei Shengsheng was so angry her face turned red and her whole body trembled; she roared uncontrollably: "I'm afraid of losing face? This little turtle bastard, today I must chop him to death!"

Qianqian stood to the side, her face full of helplessness, preparing to persuade Wei Shengsheng again, when suddenly she heard her seem to suddenly come to her senses, asking sternly: "Where did you get five hundred taels?"

Before Bai Yun Lan could answer, Wei Shengsheng, like a furious tigress, suddenly pressed her saber against Bai Yun Lan's neck, saying viciously: "Little bastard, did you borrow money from your younger brother and sister? Borrowing money to gamble, you really don't want to live today!"

Bai Yun Lan was so scared his face turned pale, cold sweat beading on his forehead; he stammered, wanting to explain, but Wei Shengsheng gave him no chance, continuing to scold: "If Qianqian weren't blocking in front, this saber of mine would have already come down!"

Bai Yun Lan put on a bitter face and stammered: "No... not borrowed."

Hearing this, Wei Shengsheng's anger flared even more; she widened her eyes and shouted angrily: "Then it's stolen!"

Just then, Qianqian hurriedly said: "Second Aunt, let's go home first. Today we've made such a big commotion; I need to go inform Huang Bobe first, otherwise there will be trouble."

Hearing Qianqian's words, Wei Shengsheng finally calmed down a little; she hesitated for a moment, but eventually put down the saber in her hand.

Seeing this, Qianqian finally felt the heavy stone in her heart land. Wei Shengsheng looked at Qianqian and said softly: "Qianqian, you go first; I'll take him home first." Qianqian nodded, indicating she understood.

Wei Shengsheng then picked up Bai Yun Lan, as easily as picking up a little chicken. She used her lightness skill, flying like a swallow toward the direction of An Wangfu.

The speed was so fast that Bai Yun Lan could hardly breathe; the wild wind poured into his mouth like a fierce beast, and he could only tightly close his eyes, silently enduring this powerful impact.

Not long after, Wei Shengsheng arrived at An Wangfu. She impolitely threw Bai Yun Lan back into the courtyard like trash, then casually threw the big saber as well; with a "clang," the saber landed heavily on the ground.

Wei Shengsheng's face was grim, and she shouted with a dark face: "Someone! Bring me the feather duster!" Her voice echoed in the courtyard, carrying a hint of anger.