One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Chulan glanced around at the silent thugs and gamblers, then raised his voice:

"You Wang family are allowed to run betting operations and fleece retail investors, but we retail investors aren't allowed to win money through our own abilities?!"

"If you lose, you have to admit it; if you're going to get hit, you have to stand up straight!"

"You think you can use my advisor's name to intimidate me just because you won? Who do you think you are, daring to mention my advisor's name?!"

Wang He's face turned pale and then red after being bombarded with a barrage of insults.

When has he, the manager of the Golden Toad Pavilion, ever been insulted like this?

He gritted his teeth, his face finally darkening, and his tone carrying a hint of warning:

"Brother Chu Lan, we're all in the same boat, we're bound to run into each other again."

“You’ve already taken enough money. Why are you so stubbornly clinging to it…”

Wang He stared intently at Zhang Chulan and said in a deep voice:

"What you're doing puts the Wang family in a difficult position."

Upon hearing this...

Zhang Chulan's hand, holding the cigarette, froze in mid-air.

He lowered his head, seemingly deep in thought.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely tense and fraught with tension.

A few seconds later.

Zhang Chulan casually tossed the unlit cigarette onto the carpet.

His hands gripped the edge of the gambling table in front of him with remarkable ease.

"Difficult to handle?"

Zhang Chulan let out a wildly arrogant sneer.

He suddenly exerted force with both arms, and the Golden Light Mantra within his body erupted!

"Then let's just not do it!!!"

Chapter 218 Bringing a watermelon knife to raid rooms! This is called legal robbery!

boom!

A flash of golden light appeared.

The heavy, sturdy wooden gambling table was forcefully lifted into the air by Zhang Chulan's immense strength.

The table was piled high with chips, playing cards, and exquisite tea sets.

It exploded in mid-air like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

It scattered all over the ground with a "pitter-patter" sound.

"Wow! This guy's really something!"

The gamblers on the periphery, who had been craning their necks to watch, were instantly thrown into chaos when they saw that a real fight had broken out.

Gamblers, after all, always love a good show and enjoy making things worse.

In particular, Jin Chan Ge, relying on the Wang family's background, usually takes a huge cut of the winnings. It is both strict and domineering, and many people lose everything here, leaving them with nothing.

Now that they see someone leading the charge to disrupt the Wang family's business, they are not afraid at all; on the contrary, they are excitedly rubbing their hands together.

"Good riddance! This shady business should have been shut down a long time ago!"

A bespectacled man who had just been dejected after losing was now hiding behind a pillar, clenching his fists and quietly cheering.

"This kid is too audacious! He even dares to shake up the Wang family's table?"

A bald man next to him smacked his lips, looking excitedly like someone watching a melon seed from the front row.

At that moment, Wang He was hit squarely on the shoulder by a flying teacup lid.

The scalding hot tea spilled out, immediately leaving a large, unsightly stain on the expensive Tang suit.

His face, which had been barely managing a fake smile, completely broke down at this point.

"You're asking for it, aren't you?!"

Wang He was so angry that he jumped up and down, almost crushing the pair of walnuts he was holding.

He pointed at Zhang Chulan and began to curse, spitting as he spoke:

"You'll regret it if you don't listen to reason! You're not allowed to act like a brat in the Golden Toad Pavilion!"

Wang He turned and roared at the thugs around him:

"What are you all standing there for? Surround them!"

"Let's break this kid's arm first, then let's see if he dares to talk nonsense in front of me again!"

At the boss's command, a dozen burly guards, like hungry wolves, immediately approached from all directions.

Feng Xingtong took a half step back, raised his hands slightly, and was just about to assume a stance of summoning spirits to help.

At that moment, Zhang Chulan advanced instead of retreating.

He suddenly reached his right hand down to his lower back.

"Shh!"

He drew a watermelon knife that gleamed with a chilling light!

As soon as the knife was revealed, a series of crackling electrical sounds filled the air.

Near the handguard, the purple Taoist thunder pattern on the blade faintly glowed.

An extremely domineering surge of lightning energy instantly filled the entire space, centered on Zhang Chulan.

"Let's see who dares to make a move!!!"

Zhang Chulan raised the watermelon knife high in one hand and roared at the top of his lungs.

That shout, coupled with the lingering pressure from Zhang Tianyi emanating from the watermelon knife.

The force of the impact caused the guards at the very front to stumble and take two steps back.

The guards exchanged bewildered glances, their feet trembling as they stared at the sizzling watermelon knife.

This thing looks like something you'd use to cut a watermelon at a market, but somehow its aura is even more sinister than a high-level magical artifact from a martial arts sect!

After calming the situation down, Zhang Chulan's lips curled into a smirk.

He gave Feng Baobao a subtle wink behind him.

Feng Baobao understood immediately.

She slowly picked up the shovel, while her other hand rummaged in her pocket for a long time.

"Snapped."

She slapped a small red booklet onto the glass window of the registration area.

Feng Baobao stepped forward, her eyes still looking sleepy and dazed.

But her tone was firm:

"Routine company inspection!"

"Men stand on the left, women on the right, and ladyboys in the middle!"

These words were spoken.

The once tense hall became strangely silent.

Just when everyone thought this girl was out of her mind and was making some kind of international joke.

A rustling commotion did indeed arise from the crowd.

There stood a man nearly 1.9 meters tall, with muscles that rivaled Schwarzenegger's.

But the "big man," dressed in a tight pink halter-neck bodycon dress, awkwardly squeezed out of the crowd.

This guy... or this girl?

Her face was covered in thick foundation and she wore bright red lipstick.

He walked shyly with small, quick steps to the open space in the center of the hall.

He even winked at Feng Baobao:

"Oh, how come this policewoman saw right through me even though I usually hide it so well?"

"Hey~"

"Ugh!"

This shocking scene immediately broke the guards of the Wang family who were nearby, causing them to clutch their chests and gag.

Even Zhang Chulan couldn't help but turn his face away, feeling a wave of nausea washing over him.

He cursed inwardly at what kind of hidden talents and brilliant minds were mixed in with this black market.

"Ahem! Be serious!"

Zhang Chulan quickly looked away.

He also took out his Nationwide ID card from his pocket and put it around his neck with a lanyard.

The thuggish behavior of that street gangster he had just displayed vanished completely in an instant.

He straightened his back, cleared his throat, and adopted an incorruptible, businesslike official demeanor:

"Look carefully, everyone! This is the North China Regional Joint Headquarters of Nadutong, a cross-regional special operation to crack down on organized crime!"

"We now suspect that your Golden Toad Pavilion is involved in multiple serious violations. Everyone, please remain where you are and cooperate with the investigation!"

Wang He was so angry watching the two of them sing in unison that his nose almost twisted out of shape.

This is treating the Wang family like they're easy targets!