There are also bad gamblers who were thrown out by the vicious guards at gambling stalls.

In the back hall of the casino, a man with a scar on his face was working hard and sweating profusely.

Just when he was ready, he suddenly felt a slight coldness coming from his neck.

Suddenly my hair stood on end and I became paralyzed.

Just as he was about to scream, a sharp dagger was pressed directly against his neck, and blood flowed down the wound.

Looking at the woman beneath him, she had already fainted.

"Hero, spare your life."

"Spare my life."

"I didn't harm a good woman. This is a secret door in an alley outside Yihonglou."

The scarred man raised his hands and explained quickly.

He was afraid that some chivalrous knight might come after hearing about his deeds of bullying others.

After just one meeting, he knew that he was no match.

The person behind him is definitely a great master.

Without realizing it, he knocked the woman unconscious and put the dagger on his neck, causing him to tilt his neck upward and unable to move at all.

If you were to have your head chopped off by a knight because of your gossip, you would really be unwilling to die.

"Wild Dog Gang, Chen Quan."

"One of the deputy gang leaders of the Wild Dog Gang." His voice was old, but sonorous and powerful, full of energy.

It sounds strangely familiar.

Even Chen Quan couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"I'm here to ask you one thing. If you answer well, your life will be saved."

"If you don't answer well, life would be worse than death."

As a hereditary embroidered guard from a hundred households, he naturally masters the techniques of extracting confessions that are rare for ordinary people.

Sometimes no evidence is needed at all and a confession can be coerced as long as there is suspicion.

They can't be taken back to jail, so before killing people, they must extract confessions and obtain information on the spot.

He had countless ways to get Chen Quan to talk.

"Excuse me, hero." Chen Quan responded quickly.

"Who ordered you to beat me?"

Hearing the old man Xiang's question, Chen Quan's pupils narrowed suddenly, his maroon eyes were full of fear, and he opened his mouth to shout: "You are!"

"Crack."

As soon as the old man turned his thumb, Chen Quan's jaw had been lifted off.

The thumb rests on the chin.

Chen Quan was horrified to find that he couldn't make any sound at all.

A deaf-mute person can still make a sound, but it's like he can't speak anymore, he doesn't even have a sound.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help but sigh: "What a good technique."

It is not that there is no merit in the secular world.
Chapter completed!