He obtained the God of All Laws from human skin.

Chapter 9 The Accident of Zhou Bapi

Seeing this, Zhou Bapi and his gang naturally wouldn't let Liu Ding take the silver.

The group exchanged glances, and without the slightest hesitation, pounced on Liu Ding.

Zhou Bapi reached out to grab Liu Ding's wrist, while Kuaishou Sun pressed down on his shoulder from the side, the two henchmen blocking his escape route from the left and right.

Their plan was shrewd: four men against one, even if the kid had some strength, he'd have to submit.

But they miscalculated one thing.

Liu Ding had studied martial arts.

His father, Liu Shan, spent a lot of money to hire a martial arts master to teach him for two years when he was young. Although he didn't study very hard, he still laid a solid foundation.

The moment Zhou Bapi's hand touched Liu Ding's wrist, Liu Ding suddenly flipped his wrist and grabbed Zhou Bapi's wrist.

Zhou Bapi felt as if his hand was being clamped by an iron clamp, his bones creaking, and the pain made his face change color.

"you--"

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Ding kicked him in the knee.

Zhou Bapi bent his knees and fell forward, slamming his face down on the edge of the table, his mouth full of blood.

Kuaishou Sun pounced from the side, trying to grab Liu Ding's shoulder.

Liu Ding sidestepped and, in the process, slammed his elbow into Quick-Hand Sun's ribs with a dull thud.

Kuaishou Sun groaned, curled up and fell down, hissing as he inhaled cold air. His face was as white as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans were on his forehead.

Seeing that things were going badly, the two hangers-on exchanged a glance and pounced on him at the same time. One grabbed Liu Ding's waist from the front, while the other tried to strangle him from behind.

Instead of retreating, Liu Ding advanced to meet the man in front of him, delivering a powerful right hook punch that struck the man squarely in the temple.

The man felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, the world spinning around him, as if he had been locked inside an upside-down bell. His ears were ringing, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

Just as the man behind him grabbed Liu Ding's neck, before he could tighten his grip, Liu Ding suddenly jerked his head back, the back of his head slamming heavily into the man's nose.

With a "crack," the bridge of his nose broke, and blood gushed out of his nostrils like a faucet turned on.

The man released his grip, covered his nose, and howled like a pig being slaughtered.

Zhou Bapi struggled to get up from the ground, his face covered in blood.

He stared at Liu Ding, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How can this guy be so good at fighting?

Liu Ding gave him no chance to catch his breath.

He stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Bapi by the collar, lifted him up, and then punched him in the face.

"I'll teach you to cheat for me!"

Zhou Bapi's head snapped back, the back of his head slamming against the table with a dull thud, and his eyes rolled back.

Liu Ding released his grip, took a step back, and gasped for breath.

Looking at Zhou Bapi, his anger not only didn't subside, but burned even brighter.

This is the person who set him up, conspired with others to cheat him, and made him sign an IOU, almost causing him to lose everything.

One punch was too good for him.

Liu Ding's gaze fell on the chair next to him.

This is a solid wood chair with four legs and a thick backrest, weighing at least ten kilograms.

He bent down, grabbed a chair, swung it around, and slammed it down hard on Zhou Bapi's arms.

"Bang!"

The chair slammed into Zhou Bapi's forearm, shattering instantly into pieces, splinters flying everywhere.

"ah--"

Zhou Bapi suddenly opened his eyes, let out a scream, and scrambled away.

Liu Ding's anger hadn't been fully vented yet; still feeling unsatisfied, he picked up a table leg and struck Zhou Bapi's thigh hard again.

"Snap!"

A clear, crisp sound!

Zhou Bapi's right leg was deeply dented, clearly indicating that the bone was broken and the tendons were torn.

Just then, hurried footsteps and shouts came from outside the door, clearly indicating that the commotion inside the room had alerted the gambling den's guards.

At the same time, Kuaishou's Sun and others were also shouting for help.

Seeing this, Liu Ding no longer hesitated. He tore off the tablecloth, stuffed all the silver on the table into it, tied a knot, and slung it over his shoulder.

There must be highly skilled martial arts masters stationed in this gambling den; he alone might not be a match for them.

Instead of going through the door, Liu Ding rushed to the window, pushed it open, and jumped out.

......

The sun was shining brightly.

Qin Chuan arrived at the entrance of Changsheng Gambling House as usual, but found that something was wrong with the gambling house today.

The sign in front of the door was not put up; instead, it was taken down and a notice was posted announcing that the store would be closed for one day.

Qin Chuan was puzzled by this.

It's important to know that gambling dens are money pits; their daily turnover is, needless to say, enormous.

Closing the gambling den for a day means losing at least several hundred taels of silver, not even counting the losses from losing regular customers to other establishments.

Something must have happened at this gambling den.

......

As the sun sets in the west,

The night began to deepen.

The area where beggars gathered was not peaceful at the moment, but rather rather quite lively.

Since Zhou Bapi hadn't come to collect the money yet, the beggars were all discussing the matter.

"Why hasn't that skinflint Zhou arrived yet?"

"Really? It's already dark outside."

"Could it be that Zhou Bapi went out drinking and forgot everything?"

......

The beggars discussed it for a long time, but couldn't come to any conclusion.

As the night grew deeper, they all had no choice but to go to sleep.

......

Inside a clinic,

At this moment, Zhou Bapi was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep.

He lay on his sickbed, half of his body wrapped in white cloth, his body reeking of various herbs.

His arm was fixed in place with splints and rope, and his lower leg was also broken and held in place with splints, making him unable to move.

Inside that private room, he suffered the worst, with Liu Ding breaking one of his hands and one of his legs.

Kuaishou's Sun broke a rib, and his two henchmen suffered injuries—one with a cleft lip, the other with a broken nose; both were injured to varying degrees.

But compared to him, that's nothing.

at this time,

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

The curtain was lifted, and three people entered.

The leader was a manager of the Iron Hands Gang, surnamed Qian, named Laifu, known as Master Qian, in his forties, and with a lean build.

Behind him stood two burly gang members in black short jackets, expressionless, standing on either side like two door gods.

When Zhou Bapi saw the person who came, he struggled to sit up, but when he braced himself with his arm, he hissed in pain and fell back onto the bed.

"Alright, stop moving." Master Qian waved his hand. "Tell me, what happened last night?"

Zhou Bapi gritted his teeth and recounted everything that had happened the previous night.

From Liu Dingjin entering the private room, to gambling on Pai Gow, to the fight, to being beaten, to having his money stolen.

He didn't say he set up the scheme, nor did he say he was caught cheating; he only said that Liu Ding lost and was unwilling to accept it, so he tried to rob him.

By the end, his voice trembled, his eyes reddened, and he looked like a victim.

After listening, Mr. Qian remained silent for a moment.

He was naturally aware of the character of the group of people in front of him, and there must be some inaccuracy in Zhou Bapi's words.

However, he was too lazy to investigate further; how dare Liu Ding make a move inside the gambling den?

That would break the rules of the gambling den and disrespect the Iron Hand Gang.

Master Qian nodded: "Alright, I understand. The gang will handle Liu Ding. You just focus on recovering from your injuries, don't worry about anything else."

Zhou Bapi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something when Master Qian spoke up again.

"By the way, given your current injuries, we need to arrange for someone to take over the responsibilities you're in."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bapi's heart sank.