Prosperity: Conquering Billions of Gambling Kings

Chapter 44
When Tan Zhao stepped into the room, his petite figure bumped into his arms directly.

"I'm waiting for you." Qiyue hugged his strong waist and whispered.

"What are you waiting for me to do? Didn't you send someone to tell you to go to bed early?" Tan Zhao cupped her head, slightly reproachful in a deep voice.

"I can't sleep if you don't come back. I'm afraid..."

July hugged him hard, her slender arms tied tightly.

"What are you afraid of? You silly girl." Tan Zhao smiled slightly, his hard and resolute features softened a bit under the light.

"I'm afraid, every day I'm worried that you'll get hurt outside, every day I'm afraid that you'll never come back after you leave..." Qiyue leaned into his arms, shivering.

His body trembled, and inexplicable emotions welled up in the man's heart.

Just because she was worried, no matter how late, she would wait for her to come back?

"Brother Ah Zhao, you said that Shanghai is very chaotic..." Qiyue sniffed and muttered softly.

"Yeah." Tan Zhao rubbed her hair, with a warm smile on his lips, "Go back to your room and sleep, I'll accompany you."

Seeing the sleepy look on her face, the man couldn't bear it, and hugged her back to the room.

Maybe it was really tired from waiting, after lying down, Qiyue quickly fell asleep.

Tan Zhao sat beside her bed, staring at her sleeping face with deep eyes.

The yellow halo of the light above his head cast his shadow on the bed, mottled and alienated.

Time seems to be pulled back to the spring two years ago.

Not long after he took over the Green Gang, he established the rules.

All smoke, weapons and ammunition are not allowed to pass through the wharf of his Green Gang.

Tang Yi was the first to pick things up after he established the rules.

Shanghai Bund smoke and soil has been banned repeatedly, because someone had the guts to smuggle it. He made up his mind to rectify this unhealthy trend, so he took the Tang family's knife.

He still clearly remembered that the weather in Shanghai was particularly good that day, even the sun was particularly dazzling.

After several Ford cars drove into Tang's house, within a few minutes, none of the 34 members of the family were spared.

In the empty courtyard of the Tang family, corpses were strewn everywhere, and he stepped over one by one with a gloomy face, entering the main hall.

Looking at this Tang residence that will disappear in Shanghai from now on, the peripheral vision in his eyes is cold and sharp.

Before he could regain his senses, the sound of cautious footsteps came from the stairs.

"Brother, are you back? I heard the chaos outside, what happened?"

When he turned his head, he saw Qiyue, dressed in white, moving down the stairs step by step.

Her long black hair was tied into two small braids, she wore a white lotus leaf dress, sandals with thin straps, and her eyes were wrapped with a layer of gauze, as if she couldn't see anything.

Turning his head, Tan Zhao looked at the corpse lying outside, as if the tip of his heart was hit hard at that moment.

The dull pain was severe.

Get up and go up.

Qiyue, who couldn't see the light, walked down the stairs and accidentally bumped into him.

She stretched out her little hand, grabbed his sleeve tightly, and tugged gently.

"Brother, why don't you speak?"

Tan Zhao turned around, Tang Yi's body lay across the door, and her brother, Tang Yan leaned against the white European-style door, a hole was opened in the middle of his forehead by the muzzle of a gun, his eyes were wide open and bleeding profusely.

From the day he joined the gang, he couldn't remember how many people's blood was on his hands.

Today was nothing special to him...

(End of this chapter)