The man in the T-shirt suddenly pushed the door without saying a word. Boss Huang asked me: "Mr. Zhang, did Master Chuyi discover something?"

I couldn't tell him what I had just seen, so I said I would go to the scene to check it out first. So I went out with Yin Xinyue and Li Mazi, and we came to the gambling table. I saw the man in the T-shirt standing there with a very cold expression.

I asked him if he could see anything? The man in T-shirt said nothing.

At the gambling table, there were a lot of chips piled up in front of the baseball cap. He kept his head down and couldn't see clearly his appearance. He could only see a thick beard on his face.

At this time, another game started. The dealer flexibly shuffled and cut cards with his hands wearing white gloves, and distributed hands to each gambler. The gamblers successively bets. At the beginning of the rounds, the gamblers were calm, but in the third round, some people felt that the hand was not good and chose to give up. So there were only three gamblers, including baseball caps, left on the gambling table.

I gradually felt a strange aura emitted from the baseball cap. I couldn't help but start my heart to beating faster and my breathing was rapid. I quickly recited the "Tao Te Ching" several times to stabilize my mind.

In addition to me, the onlookers around the gambling table seemed to be affected by this breath. Some people repeatedly wiped their sweat, some used their fingers to open their tie and gasped, while others could not bear it and chose to leave!

It seems that as the gambling game becomes hot, the air here also begins to become depressed, dry and hot, making people restless.

The other two gamblers seemed to be the most affected. The two gamblers were fat and thin. The fat gamblers' backs were completely soaked in cold sweat, as if they had just been caught from the water. The gambler looked calmer, although he had also had a lot of cold sweats. Since the gambling, he had been smoking cigars one by one. I noticed that a lot of ash fell around the ashtray because his hands were shaking uncontrollably. Even the dealer standing beside him was affected by this breath, pulling gloves from time to time and tidying up his bow tie, looking particularly anxious. Only the baseball cap was calm throughout the whole process, and the right hand placed on the table gently tapped the tabletop, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

The man in the T-shirt said before that there was a strong murderous aura on the baseball cap. Only now did I truly feel what murderous aura is!

Some people say it is a human sixth sense, and some people say it is a kind of bio-radio wave. In contrast, I believe in another statement. When a person has murderous intentions, a hatred smell will appear invisibly, but only sensitive people or animals can feel this smell. It is said that when a knife is hidden behind the butcher approaches a cow to be slaughtered, the cow will kneel down with four hooves and shed tears. This is probably the essence of murderous aura.

However, murderous aura is ultimately a subtle feeling. How could the murderous aura on this man be so fierce? So everyone around him felt an instinctive fear. I think even a thief who killed people would not be able to do it.

Apart from murderous aura, I did not feel the existence of Yin Qi, so I whispered to the T-shirt man: "First 1st, do you think it is Yin Ji who is causing trouble?"

He shook his head gently and replied, "I don't know."

Yin Xinyue gently touched me with her fingers and said, "Husband, why do I feel so stuffy in my chest?"

When I looked back, I found Yin Xinyue's face was pale and Li Mazi's face was also ugly. I asked them to go to the drink area first and have a drink. The man with the T-shirt and I will come over later. Yin Xinyue hesitated for a moment and agreed.

After the two left, the dealer asked, "Do you continue to bet?"

The baseball cap pushed a bunch of chips into the center of the table without saying a word.

The fat gambling suddenly stood up, and brought the chair behind him loudly, saying in a panic voice: "I won't play anymore! I won't play anymore!" Then he took half of the chips and squeezed away like a life-long escape and ran away.

The thin gambling player looks a bit like CCTV host Li Yong. He has a long face, a big back, a delicate purple suit, a bow tie, and three or four rings on his hands. Judging from his flop posture, he is a veteran who often appears in casinos.

At this moment, the long face was covered with sweat. He held the half-burned cigar in one hand and kept wiping the sweat with his handkerchief in the other hand. The dealer waited patiently for a while and asked again politely: "Sir, will you continue to place your bet?"

The thin gambling player slammed the table suddenly, shaking the ashtray and jumped up, pointing to the baseball cap opposite and shouting: "There is absolutely no second flush in this deck, so you absolutely cannot beat me."

He sucked a sip of the cigarette hard, pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, pushed half of the chips over, and said viciously: "You want to die, I will accompany you!"

The baseball cap sneered, ignoring his provocation at all. This gamble attracted many people to stop and watch.

Both sides draw a card, and judging from the cards that both sides have already shown, the baseball cap has no chance of winning at all.

"Please place bets," said the dealer.

"Shuha!" The baseball cap slammed and pushed all the remaining chips out. A low amazement came from the crowd, and someone whispered that he was simply looking for death.

At this time, the murderous aura emitted by his body was so strong that even the Tao Te Ching could not resist it!

I even had an illusion in a daze. I smelled a strong smell of blood at this gambling table, heard the harsh sound of swords and killings, and then my consciousness was pulled back to reality. I saw the baseball cap sitting as steady as Mount Tai, with a calm expression as before, as if a general who was planning to plan.

In contrast, the thin gambler was pale, sweating profusely, and his hands were shaking so hard that he couldn't even hold his chips.

When the dealer asked whether to place a bet, the thin gambler wiped his sweat hard and prepared to call.

At this moment, a majestic ancient warrior suddenly appeared behind the baseball cap, wearing a pair of blood-stained and rusty armor, behind him was a broken red cloak, and holding a iron spear in his hand. It suddenly crossed the spear in his hand over the gambling table and stabbed straight into the chest of the thin gambler.

This scene shocked me and subconsciously reached out to the Tianlang whip in my arms.

This shot did not really stab the thin gambler. Of course, the thin gambler could not see the ancient warrior. However, the moment the tip of the gun touched his body, he suddenly stood up and shouted, "I surrender, spare my life, spare my life!"

The table was filled with surprise eyes at him, and the thin gambler himself didn't know what was going on. He was sweating like rain, his body was shaking like a sieve, the center of his pants was wet, and yellow liquid kept dripping, emitting a smell of smell.

I scared my opponent on the gambling table. Even Fa Ge's "God of Gambling" starring Brother Fa cannot have such a strong aura!

I am extremely sure that this man has an extraordinary evil thing hidden in him!

The ancient warrior disappeared for only a moment. The baseball cap sneered and put the winning chips into his arms, put them in a paper bag prepared by the casino, and gave the dealer a chip as a tip, then got up and left.

As soon as the man left, the air around the gambling table suddenly became relaxed, as if a big stone pressing on his body had been moved away, and many people breathed a sigh of relief.

My curiosity was aroused. I have been exposed to Yin objects for so long and have been dealing with many killing weapons, but I have hardly encountered Yin objects with such strong, pure, and direct murderous aura. I can actually shock the opponent directly with the will of the holder. I want to know what this thing is!

"Let's follow him!"

I was about to leave when the man in T-shirt grabbed his arm, and his face was extremely serious.

"No! This thing is very abnormal, I think it's better not to interfere."

I instantly suspected that I had heard it wrong. The T-shirt man has always been an unquestionable master in this industry in my mind. Why did he even admit defeat?

I was very unwilling to give up, and I felt uncomfortable as if I was scratching my heart and lungs. This feeling was like a martial artist who saw a lost secret book but couldn't read it. But since the T-shirt man advised me not to interfere, then forget it.

We went back to meet Boss Huang and told him that we didn't plan to interfere in this matter. Boss Huang was very disappointed and begged again and again. The man in the T-shirt said lightly: "Don't worry, that person has not been here a few times."

I thought to myself, could the T-shirt man know what the inside story?
Chapter completed!