Siheyuan: Qin Huairu is a lucky charm for her husband

Chapter 2162 The Third Round of the Arena

Now, Jia Zhangshi is bruised and swollen, and limping. This kind of money isn't something just anyone can earn. Without real ability, you might earn it but not live to enjoy it...

The two young men were thinking to themselves, "Uncle Lin, didn't you kick it too?"

As Jia Zhangshi watched everyone laughing at her, she cursed inwardly.

"What do you know! I didn't work for free, that was five dollars! Laugh! What are you laughing at!"

If the people in the courtyard knew that Jia Zhangshi was causing trouble because she had received benefits, Ji Cheng and Yang Weimin would probably both deal with her. How dare she betray her own people?

“She deserves it. Today, Yang Weimin and his gang helped Jia Zhangshi extort money from Zhong Zhengguo. My wife and I wanted to settle things peacefully, but they resorted to underhanded tactics again. They need to explain themselves to us this time…”

Although Ji Cheng and his wife hadn't found any evidence yet, it didn't stop them from suspecting that Yang Weimin and his group were up to something. Ji Cheng couldn't tolerate them damaging Fang Zhuoya's reputation!

Yang Weimin and Hou Yongjie were about to refute each other again when Lin Chen interrupted them.

Ji Cheng said the other party was ruining his and his wife's reputation, while Yang Weimin accused the couple of setting a trap... It looked like the two sides were about to fight again.

"Stop, stop, stop arguing! Didn't I say that your problem is between the two of you? Don't drag too many people into this. If you're not satisfied, then come to the ring! We'll be fair and just... What do you say?"

Upon hearing that Yang Weimin and Ji Cheng would compete against each other, the crowd erupted in a flurry of discussion.

The main problem is that these two young men are evenly matched, and it's really hard to tell who will come out on top.

"I agree, I've wanted to beat this bastard up for a long time. That couple set me up with a honey trap, and now they're making false accusations!"

Upon seeing that the other party still dared to challenge him, Ji Cheng immediately accepted the challenge.

"What the hell are you talking about? You're the one trying to steal my girlfriend, and Fang Zhuoya was just playing along. You deserve it, ptooey! Let's meet in the ring."

Ji Cheng wasn't very confident against other opponents, but it was a different story against Yang Weimin, who was a few years younger than him.

The two are about the same height and weight, so it's hard to say who will win or lose!

In order to complete the task, Jia Zhangshi immediately started to jeer at Yang Weimin.

"Damn it, you little chick, just you wait! Our Little Yang will definitely beat you to a pulp in the ring... This time we're betting on Comrade Yang Weimin, Yang Weimin will win!"

This plus-size woman truly lives up to her reputation as the biggest rascal in the courtyard; she even has blood on her nose. And she still dares to hop and skip around cheering on the Yang family… Factory Director Yang's money wasn't wasted, but Old Yang still isn't as skilled as Li Huaide. At least Old Li got an extra turn…

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Lin Chen immediately stepped between them to suppress them.

"That's all for today, since the banquet is about to begin. We can talk about the ring match next week. If you all settle things in the meantime, then we'll call it quits! Besides, I don't want to be the bookmaker again this time. I've already won everyone's money twice in a row. I really don't want to win anymore, since everyone's having a tough time right now."

Lin Chen's refusal to be the banker sparked another round of discussion. The courtyard only had so many entertainment options; if this old man didn't want to be the banker, who else had the financial means?

"Uncle Lin, if you don't become the banker, who will? We're willing to accept the loss, and no one's jealous of your profits. You should continue!"

"That's right, Uncle Lin, don't be shy. We still want to recoup our losses from you! This time, each member of the Yan family is betting their own money..."

Yan Bugui felt as if his heart was bleeding when he saw that his two sons and daughters-in-law were about to go their separate ways.

Old Yi was hoping that if he bet right this time, he could recoup his losses from the previous two bets. But now, those two brats actually refused to sell him any quotas. He'd have to give them a good talking-to when he got back; people shouldn't be so selfish.

However, no matter what Sha Zhu and the other young men said, Lin Chen still refused to go back to being the dealer.

The crowd grew anxious; simply watching the ring wasn't interesting enough. The key was to gamble responsibly, but if you bet correctly, you could win two and a half pounds of pork!

"Yang Laosan, you come on! You're always the one who shouts the loudest, and you have the ability to do it."

Upon hearing this, Yang Laosan narrowed his eyes and stood up with a grin. This kid wanted to play with the big one too... but was pulled back by Liu Yuhua, who was holding the child.

"Sit down! We only have so much money in our family. What if you squander it all? The Yang family doesn't take the lead. Whoever wants to sit can sit."

Due to Liu Yuhua's opposition, the group began searching for a powerful figure in the courtyard house.

Just as everyone's attention was focused on Chen Junliang, Lin Chen's gaze turned to Wang Baye, who happened to be looking at his brother Lin as well.

The old man quickly understood the other party's intention; he should help Brother Lin solve his problem. Besides, this was a sure thing! He could recoup his losses and make a small profit... Brother Lin must know he spent a lot of money on medicinal herbs; he's doing me a favor!

"Everyone, calm down. I see everyone's enthusiasm is high. This awkward silence won't work. Since Brother Lin wants to take a break, how about I be the dealer this time, and we stick to the original rules?"

All eyes turned to Old Master Wang. Everyone in the courtyard knew that the old man had been searching for medicinal herbs these past few days. Could he be trying to win everyone's money to buy his own medicine?

After all, Uncle Lin made a fortune in the previous two times, and it would be a lie to say that Sha Zhu and the others weren't envious.

However, if you can win, you must also be able to lose. There are no free lunches; gains and losses go hand in hand.

"Old Wang, do you still have money to pay back? Brother Lin is an old man, we're not afraid he'll renege on his debts. But we can't trust you."

You bunch of bumpkins, do you look down on me? I'll use my money to buy rat poison; believe me, that'll be enough to feed everyone in the entire Dongcheng District.

"Silly Zhu, who do you think you are? I've been in the underworld since I was ten. Over the years, I've traveled all over the country, climbed on trains, and slept on graves. The outcome of this game is determined by fate. What if I win?"

Sha Zhu and Wang Baye already had a grudge, and now the two of them started arguing.

"Come on, let's not dwell on past glories. This is a real bet. You'd better show us your skills first, or we won't dare place a bet."

Sha Zhu has a point; you say you're rich. The key is, nobody's ever seen you!

While everyone was discussing it, Lin Chen immediately made the decision. These people didn't know how powerful Old Turtle was, but Uncle Lin did! If that old bastard dared to renege on his promise, he'd send him straight to the King of Hell to explain himself.

"Alright, alright, I'll vouch for Lao Ba, everyone can play without worry. I told you someone could handle this! It's settled then! Ji Cheng and Yang Weimin, you two calm down. If you're still not appeased in a week, then settle it in the ring..."

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