Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

As night falls, the entire Sifang Street is plunged into darkness, with only the faint light of lanterns illuminating the mottled ground.

There were still quite a few people going in and out of the teahouse.

Almost all of them came out with somber faces.

After all, those who win money are reluctant to leave and will gamble until they can't squeeze out another penny.

After seeing off a few more gamblers, the chubby owner, Mr. Wang, put away his smile and was just about to return to the teahouse when he turned around and saw two figures.

"Hey, Tian... oh no, now it's Master Lin."

He squinted and pretended to pat his forehead: "Look at my memory. It's mainly because you guys change so often that I don't have time to recognize you all."

"If you can't speak properly, then shut your mouth!" Although Dong Cheng was intimidated, he was afraid of Liu Zhen, not the other party's dog.

"Blame me, blame me."

Shopkeeper Wang forced a smile again and chuckled, "A guest is a guest, and I would be more than happy if Master Lin wanted to play a few rounds. I just don't know if you brought enough money to gamble. I heard you just came from Qingliu Lane, and those prostitutes didn't have much money on them."

"If you're short on cash, I can lend you some money at exorbitant interest rates."

Even if someone else had connections with the government, they wouldn't go out of their way to offend the Blackwater Gang.

But this Manager Wang is different.

He was a flag that Constable Liu had planted on the street, so he had to make his stance clear at any time.

Moreover, given the Blackwater Gang's behavior in Sifang Street, it's really not something to be afraid of.

"Just lead the way."

Lin Shu was not angry; instead, a smile remained on her lips.

This made Dong Cheng feel slightly aggrieved, but also quite relieved. It seemed that Master Lin didn't intend to make a big fuss, and wasn't too stupid.

Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Manager Wang's eyes.

This wolf doesn't seem quite like the previous ones, but I don't know what it's here for.

Forget it, why bother with all that? Officer Liu is sitting right below; he can't possibly let this vicious dog jump around like that.

"Please come in, both of you!"

The teahouse has two floors and is simply furnished, with a few cans of tea casually placed on the table.

But going down the stairs to the next floor reveals a completely different scene.

Smoke swirled around the room, and the air was filled with the clamor of voices.

piercing screams or wails would occasionally rang out.

The wooden tables and chairs were crammed together crookedly, making it difficult to even pass by, but inexplicably there was a space in the middle where only a long table was placed.

It was as if an invisible line had been drawn on the ground, and even a gambler who had lost his mind knew to carefully avoid it.

"Wait another hour or so, then you can take your men and get things done."

A middle-aged man in a loose black shirt leaned back in a recliner, holding a teacup in his hand, as if he had been gambled away and was taking a short break.

Even the wealthy and influential people on the street had no choice but to stop and obediently sit at the table and wait.

He was saying this to the two black-clad constables behind him.

"Chief Liu, aren't you planning to put them in jail first?" The constable asked, somewhat surprised. "Wouldn't that be a bit much? After all, the Zhao family resisted arrest, but this family didn't do anything wrong..."

"That's too much? I've worked so hard to guard this street, driving away vicious dogs and protecting the peace of this area. Only under my protection can they live and work in peace."

Liu Zhen spat out a mouthful of tea leaves, raised his eyelids, and said, "I'm currently lacking some precious medicine. Shouldn't they help this constable?"

"That's right!" The two young constables quickly nodded in agreement, their faces no longer hesitant: "That's not what we meant. We just heard that Chang Yi also went to the Zhao family. That idiot will definitely report it to the yamen. If we just act like this, we're worried that the higher-ups will have a problem with you."

"It's because he's gone that we need to act even faster." Liu Zhen put down his teacup, slightly impatient. "After we're done, we'll just throw it at that new stray dog. If he wants to make a living on this street, he has to pay a price."

"Tsk."

Just then, a sigh came from across the long table: "No wonder my back and waist have been aching lately."

Amidst the swirling smoke, the young man strolled over.

He had a handsome face, a thin figure, and a sickly, listless air about him.

Approaching the table, he casually pulled up the wealthy man sitting there, tossed him two or three meters away under his astonished gaze, and then sat down in his seat.

"Ouch!"

The rich man's pig-like screams, along with the sounds of tables, chairs, and benches being overturned, immediately woke up the surrounding gamblers.

Fatty Wang's expression changed drastically. He quickly helped the other man up and blurted out, "Hey Lin, are you here to gamble or cause trouble?!"

Click!

Before he could finish speaking, a porcelain cup filled with scalding tea shattered on his furious face.

As Manager Wang screamed in agony and covered his face, all the gamblers in the room simultaneously put down their dice cups, collected their silver coins, and then surged upstairs like a tidal wave.

The newly arrived, fierce wolf was not convinced and even dared to provoke Officer Liu.

It looks like someone's going to die again tonight!

The once noisy gambling den was suddenly cleared out, leaving only a few people.

Dong Cheng stood blankly behind the young man, his heart, which had just relaxed a little, immediately tightening again.

"..."

Liu Zhen's eyelids twitched. Although his expression remained unchanged, a chill crept into his eyes: "May I ask what this means?"

Even knowing that the other party had heard what he just said.

But there was no embarrassment or other unusual expression on his face; on the contrary, he looked fierce.

If you want to make a living in Sifang Street, you have to put up with it!

The two constables, their expressions grim, drew their knives almost simultaneously. Manager Wang stumbled to his feet, waved his hand, and the two thugs blocked his way upstairs.

"Want to play a couple of rounds?" Lin Shu seemed oblivious to the palpable murderous aura surrounding her.

"What do you want to take from me? Territory, or a monthly salary?"

Liu Zhen grinned maliciously; this was not the attitude one should have when begging for food.

He planned to teach this new stray dog ​​how to survive in Sifang Street.

"Well!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Cheng suddenly came to his senses and shakily reached into his pocket.

So that's what Master Lin meant.

Since it's a gamble, there must be some capital to gamble with.

Although he felt the ledger was worthless, it seemed to be the only thing he could bring up for now.

However, before Dong Cheng could even take out the ledger, his body stiffened slightly again.

"Weren't you already ready?"

Lin Shu raised her palm and playfully made two gestures in the air.

That afternoon, the deputy constable stood at the entrance of the teahouse and slit his throat in front of the two men.

That was originally just a casual warning.

Unexpectedly, before the night was even over, someone came knocking on their door.

Faced with such provocation, Liu Zhen's face twitched visibly, his eyes narrowed, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes resembled deep ravines.

He remained silent for a moment, then slowly rose, picked up the knife from the table, looked down at the person above, and said sarcastically, "If you want my life, have you thought about what you'll offer in return?"

"I haven't decided yet."

Lin Shu answered decisively, interlacing her fingers and gently loosening her knuckles, saying earnestly, "So I will try my best to win."

The moment he finished speaking, Dong Cheng had the urge to turn around and run for his life.

He finally understood how Master Lin got his wolfish nickname.

That was a level of greed far beyond what I could have imagined!

The other party wanted more than just territory and money; they wanted Liu Zhen's life too...