Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 349 The last 1 games

On the roof, Cui Bian, with his butt sticking up and his ear pressed against the tiles, arrived a little late and was unable to hear the whole story, but the second half alone was enough to horrify him.

Who was so bold as to use the lives of ordinary people in Chang'an City to create such a monster?

The previous May Lady case was already alarming enough, so what was this time? Furthermore, with so many bodies, only one had turned up so far. Where had the rest gone?

Although he had not seen anyone, he was sure that the prostitute inside was definitely not Wu Sanniang.

This woman is very generous. How could she go through so much trouble and still be so humble and devoted to others?

Most importantly, who is this 'master'?

The people inside were having a great time enjoying themselves, while Cui Bianxu on the roof felt the cold wind blowing from all directions, making his heart and buttocks as cold as ice.

Now it is completely dark, and there are bright lights ahead, from which we can get a glimpse of the prosperity of Chang'an City.

But here there are only a few dim lanterns hanging under the corridor, and the whole backyard is pitch black, as if there is a ferocious beast hiding in it, watching everything in the darkness.

Hearing the increasingly unbearable noise coming from below, Cui Bianxu thought that the two had finished talking about serious matters and started doing some improper things. He slowly retreated until he reached the very edge, lightly stepped on the ground, turned over and landed lightly on the wall of the next yard.

"What's that sound!" Zhou Qiu, who was leaning over the prostitute's chest, moved his ears slightly. He pushed Jiaojiao away from his arms and looked up at the tile that Cui Bianxu had stepped on. He looked particularly fierce as he had drunk a lot of wine, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the tiles.

Wu Guanfu's face was also flushed. He opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction he was looking, mumbling, "Could it be a cat?"

Even so, neither of them would let alcohol and sex interfere with their work, especially since this was a truly life-threatening matter. Wu Guanfu's words were just a casual remark. He turned around and shouted outside, "Someone come! Someone come!"

There was no one in the yard outside, but in fact everyone was in the small houses on both sides. They rushed out and stood in the yard when they heard the shouting. A man with a scar on his face pushed the door open and walked in, holding a sword in his arms without saying a word. His eyes were different from Zhou Qiu's bloodthirsty and violent ones - this was a man who had many lives on his hands but never treated people as human beings. In his eyes, killing people was probably no different from cutting vegetables.

Zhou Qiu could hold his liquor quite well, spoke more clearly than Wu Guanfu, and his mind worked quickly: "Choose twenty men and search the area carefully to see if there are any strangers."

"Yes!"

Needless to say, their rule has always been to capture the creature alive if possible, but if it is difficult to capture, just kill it directly.

With Cui Bianxu's good hearing, he naturally heard Wu Guanfu's voice calling people. Although he did not hear the rest of the words, his intuition told him that he might have been exposed.

Now the only option is to leave immediately or...

Thinking about the conversation I just heard, Zhou Qiu is obviously not an ordinary person. If I leave today, I am afraid it will be difficult to come back next time.

In a flash, he made a decision and quickly shuttled between the small courtyards.

Not many people would know that such horrific experiments were being conducted on living people. He only needed to find the place where those people were being held and sneak in before being discovered.

However, the one called Zhou Qiu did have very sensitive senses. The movement he made just now was probably even quieter than that of the raccoon slave, yet he was able to hear it...

His mind was working rapidly and his body was moving flexibly between the courtyards. Suddenly, a carriage flashed into his eyes. It was the carriage that Wu Guanfu was riding in!

Cui Bianxu quickly glanced at the courtyard in front of him. This courtyard was smaller than the other courtyards and had only three rooms. At this time, none of the three rooms had lights on, and even the courtyard gate under the corridor had no lanterns hanging.

This courtyard is separated from the courtyard where Zhou Qiu and the others are by six or seven courtyards. It is obvious why the carriage is parked here.

Cui Bianxu walked slowly and cautiously to the side of the carriage, raised his hand and suddenly opened the curtain. There was no one inside. It was too dark here. It was impossible to carefully check if there were any clues on the carriage. Doing something knowing that it was impossible was also a choice. Xiao Cui would not insist on going through it with his own eyes.

He stood by the carriage, hesitantly looking at the three rooms. Which one was it?

From the outside, the three rooms looked identical, with no difference at all. Cui Bianxu's brows furrowed ever deeper as the rustling of fabric from the thugs' running in the distance gradually drew closer...

"Not here."

“There’s nothing here either.”

"There are five yards left."

"Four men in a team, kill without mercy!"

In the front yard of the gambling house, Wang Leisheng and Zhao Shan had good luck today. They won the second horse race again and the money in their hands increased fivefold. Compared with the money Cui Bianxu gave them in the morning, this amount has increased to an astonishing level.

At this time, if it were an ordinary person, he would definitely take the money and leave. Only gamblers would be greedy and continue playing.

Zhao Shandu became a little impatient, while Jianming was absent-mindedly paying attention to the movements of the gambling house thugs, ready to support Cui Bianxu at any time.

"Come on, keep betting. This is the last match of the day, so bet on it!"

The last horse race started after a cup of tea. The dealers were still shouting their calls with all their might. They were responsible for each venue and their earnings were profits.

They can take 10% of any profit after a game.

The more people invest, the more money they will earn.

"Or all in?" The stingy Zhao Shan was frightened when he saw Wang Leisheng taking out the money.

Wang Leisheng put his arm around his shoulders and squeezed his slightly thin arms with his thick palms. "Brother, the God of Wealth has arrived today. This fortune is unstoppable. Bet, all in! You better look carefully to see which horse is the best!"

"Let me take another look." Zhao Shan wiped the sweat from his cheeks and felt his lips were tight. He reached out and took a cup of tea from Jian Ming. After drinking it, he started sweating even more.

"Why is it ginger tea?" He had already drunk it, so he naturally couldn't spit it out, so he could only complain.

It was obviously cold outside, but it was scorching hot in here. Everyone present had a red face, and I didn't know whether they were too excited about winning or too annoyed about losing.

This is also an old trick of the casino. Ginger tea is boiled all year round, and the gamblers who are already hot all over will have their brains even more congested. Those who lose will borrow money to make up for their losses, and those who win will refuse to leave.

In this world, there is no reason for the banker to lose money from ancient times to the present. The losers will only lose more and more, and the winners will eventually lose all their winnings.

Wang Leisheng was already a bit overweight, and now his hair was sweating. Even his clothes, which were fumigated with spices, couldn't block out the damp smell of sweat. "Oh my God! Hurry up, it's about to start!"