Chapter 31

Update time: March 24, 2013

It was still the same poker game, but now all the cards were revealed.

The five community cards were: Ace of Hearts, King of Hearts, Six of Hearts, Three of Spades, and Six of Clubs.

Duan Fei didn't have a straight, but he had two Hearts, making a flush, which wasn't bad.

What was unacceptable was Zhang Yang's hand: a Three of Diamonds and a Six of Spades. Together, they formed three Sixes and two Threes, a full house.

It was just a little bit better than Duan Fei's hand.

"How is that possible?" Nie Xinyi said, disbelieving.

As she watched Zhang Yang laughing wildly on the screen, she suddenly felt that this man was full of mystery.

The camera returned to the private room, where Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Mr. Duan, it seems my luck is better!"

After saying that, he threw his two hole cards onto the table.

Duan Fei took a few steps back and sat down, unable to accept it. "Impossible, this can't be!"

Although Duan Fei wasn't an expert, he was a regular gambler. He had never seen such an unexpected hand. For a moment, he thought he had won for sure, but reality was so cruel—he lost.

He represented the casino, and the money he lost was the casino's. The casino lost over twenty million in one night. Even if he was Xiao Fei's confidant, he couldn't bear such a huge responsibility.

"You cheated!" Duan Fei shouted, enraged.

Zhang Yang didn't argue. He stood up with a cold smile and said to the others at the table, "Did you all see that? He can't accept his loss! I knew this would happen! Mr. Duan, if you can't accept your loss, just say so. Don't say useless things. How could I cheat when I didn't even touch the cards? Before the game started, I said I didn't plan to take the money, and I probably couldn't take it anyway! If you say you can't accept your loss, I won't take the money. Do you dare?"

Duan Fei's teeth clenched as he heard this. He wanted to beat Zhang Yang to a pulp, but he didn't dare. The other gamblers were already looking at him strangely. If he did this today, the casino's reputation would be ruined.

It wouldn't just be about money; it would be about whether he could survive.

The big bosses behind the scenes wouldn't let him live if they knew he had ruined their reputation.

"Fine, you're ruthless, Wang Jun, I remember you. Someone, give Mr. Wang a check," Duan Fei said.

Zhang Yang sighed. He had really wanted to refuse the money and ruin the casino's reputation, but Duan Fei didn't fall for it. This meant the casino's background was even bigger than he thought.

Taking the check, Zhang Yang confirmed it was real, then tapped it and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Duan. By the way, Mr. Duan, is it okay for me to leave now?"

Duan Fei suppressed his anger and said, "Go ahead, no need to see you off."

After Zhang Yang opened the door, Duan Fei said coldly, "Wang Jun, I don't know who you are, but I will find out. This won't be over. You can win the casino's money, but you keep questioning our credibility. I will settle this with you later."

Zhang Yang replied with a cold laugh, "I'm waiting."

Go ahead and investigate. You won't find anything. You wouldn't even dream that the person who came to ruin your place today is the unlucky guy you beat up and threw into jail a few months ago. Duan Fei, this is just the beginning. I will come back, and you will live in fear from now on.

Carrying the briefcase, Zhang Yang took the elevator and walked out confidently.

Duan Fei left the VIP room, found an empty room, and called Zhao Xing on his phone, "Xingzi, follow that guy, he's leaving!"

"Mr. Duan, leave it to me!" Zhao Xing said.

Duan Fei roared, "Xingzi, remember to break that guy's arms and legs and bring him back. I want him dead today!"

Zhao Xing was surprised, not knowing why Duan Fei was so angry. He asked worriedly, "Mr. Duan, what's wrong? What happened?"

Duan Fei took a deep breath and tried to sound calm, "Just remember to bring him back alive."

He hung up without waiting for Zhao Xing's reply, then lost control and overturned the desk, kicking it hard. "Wang Jun, you bastard, wait for me, I'll kill you!"

Zhao Xing was puzzled when a junior member suddenly shouted, "Brother Zhao, is that the guy?"

Zhao Xing looked over and saw Zhang Yang getting into a car with a briefcase. "Yes, that's him. Follow him," Zhao Xing said happily.

Thinking about the extra money he would get for dealing with this guy—tens of millions, even if Duan Fei kept most of it, he could still get a few hundred thousand. What a great opportunity, he couldn't miss it. Besides, this guy had offended Duan Fei, and for his own future, he had to teach him a lesson.

Zhang Yang saw the van behind him in the rearview mirror and smiled coldly. It was exactly as he had planned.

Xiao Hei followed Zhao Xing and others in a red Xiaoli, reporting to Nie Xinyi, "Ms. Nie, they've started, following a Jetta."

Nie Xinyi asked, "Is the Jetta driven by a young man with a briefcase?"

"Yes, Ms. Nie, who is he? Should I protect him?" Xiao Hei asked.

Nie Xinyi said urgently, "No, don't do anything, just follow them. Call me when they bring him back. There might be a good show tonight."

Although she was curious about Zhang Yang, Nie Xinyi put her own interests first. Today was a chance to bring down Duan Fei, and she couldn't miss it. Losing twenty million was a big issue, but it wasn't enough to bring down Duan Fei, who had been managing the casino. But if Duan Fei was involved in robbing gamblers, it would be a matter of life and death for the casino.

Compared to the casino manager's position, Zhang Yang's life was insignificant. She had to choose the most beneficial option.

Zhang Yang kept an eye on the van behind him and drove along the route he had planned earlier. Although Tiancheng was a big city, there were still undeveloped areas, like where Zhang Yang used to live, which was very backward.

Zhang Yang was driving to that area, which was close and wouldn't worry about them losing him. He was also familiar with the area and had chosen a good ambush spot.

"Brother Zhao, something's not right. Why is this guy driving to a remote area? Does he know we're following him?" the driver asked, puzzled.

Zhao Xing sneered, "Then he's asking for it. If he drove to the city center, it would be inconvenient for us. In a remote area, he won't get any help. I'll kill him. Follow him, don't let this bastard get away!"

Xiao Hei, driving a red Xiaoli, was nervous as the road became more remote. He was worried about being discovered by Zhao Xing and others.

Zhang Yang saw a turn ahead and made a sudden turn.

Zhao Xing shouted, "Quick, follow him, he's trying to escape!"

"Yes, Brother Zhao!" the driver replied, speeding up.

After the turn, they found no sign of the Jetta and looked around frantically.

"Hurry up, if that guy gets away, we'll be in trouble," Zhao Xing slapped the driver hard.

The driver sped up and came to a crossroads. After a moment of hesitation, he continued forward.

Just as he reached the middle of the road, a car suddenly rushed out and crashed into the side of the van. The van flipped over with a loud bang, and Zhang Yang accelerated, driving the van for several dozen meters until it crashed into a factory wall.

Zhang Yang gripped the steering wheel, panting heavily, as if he had run five kilometers, drenched in cold sweat. This was his first time doing something like this. He had never thought of confronting Duan Fei's people directly, even though he was confident, but what if they had guns?

A wise man doesn't stand under a crumbling wall. This was a lesson Wang Yue had taught him, and he remembered it.

Revenge was important, but ensuring his own safety was more important. Looking at the van, which was now a wreck, Zhang Yang opened the car door and got out with the briefcase.

There were six people in the van, including the driver, who was bleeding heavily from the steering wheel, having been hit the hardest. Zhao Xing, in the passenger seat, was dazed and bleeding from his forehead. The others were in a mess, none of them unscathed.

Zhang Yang walked to the van, jumped onto it, and pushed open the dented door, pulling out the people inside. Each time he pulled someone out, he hit their head against the van twice, even those who weren't dazed. After pulling everyone out and seeing no one was dead, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't care about these scumbags, it was a legal society, and if someone died, it would bring the police, which would be troublesome.

In this situation, as long as they were alive, the matter could be settled. The rest would be private revenge. If the police handled it, Duan Fei's reputation on the streets would be ruined, and he wouldn't do such a disgraceful thing.

Squatting among the crying gangsters, Zhang Yang pinched Zhao Xing's face and said, "Was it Duan Fei who sent you? What did you want to do, kill me and take my money?"

Zhao Xing's head was bleeding, and he was in pain. Gangsters are human too and feel pain; they just act tough in front of ordinary people. When they meet someone tougher, they become as docile as rabbits.

Zhao Xing said viciously, "Kid, you dared to hit me with your car, I'll kill you!"

Zhang Yang shook his head and sighed, "It seems you still don't understand the situation. Did you want to rob my briefcase? Do you want to know what's inside? I'll show you now."

Zhang Yang opened the briefcase, revealing a bottle of wine and a brick under the stacks of cash.

"Everything is prepared for you! I'm so considerate, I even brought the equipment," Zhang Yang said.

Zhao Xing sensed something was wrong and tried to stand up, shouting, "What are you going to do? My boss is Duan Fei, kid, do you want to die?"

Zhang Yang slowly picked up the wine bottle. When Zhao Xing wobbled to his feet, Zhang Yang swung the bottle, and with a loud bang, it shattered, splattering beer, glass, and blood everywhere. Zhao Xing fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhang Yang licked his lips and muttered to himself, "Feels good, that's how I was beaten up that day!"

His voice was low, and no one heard him clearly, except the unconscious driver. The others were so scared they closed their eyes, thinking this guy was too ruthless and it was better to pretend to be dead.