Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

Upon seeing what Skull Bro was holding, Boss Li instantly snapped back to reality.

"Skull, Skull Bro, I, I, I didn't mean to!" Boss Li waved his hands repeatedly, his body retreating backward.

The next instant, the dark metal pipe spewed out flames.

"boom--"

A tremendous roar echoed through the office, and the entire casino fell silent instantly!

After pulling the trigger, Skull's hand fell limply to his side, and he convulsed on the ground, only exhaling and not inhaling.

"ah--"

Boss Li let out a scream and collapsed to the ground, his thighs and trousers instantly soaked with red liquid.

Hearing the commotion, the five or six thugs in the hall came running over with their weapons.

When they saw Skeleton King lying in a pool of blood, they were all dumbfounded, looking at each other in disbelief.

"Big Brother!" one of the underlings shouted first and rushed forward.

"Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance!" One of the underlings hurriedly pulled out his phone, but his trembling hand made him drop it to the ground.

"Damn it, do you know what you're doing?! Why did you kill our boss?!" Someone stared at Boss Li lying to the side, their eyes bloodshot.

There were only Boss Li and their eldest brother here, and since the eldest brother got into trouble, it was naturally Boss Li who was responsible!

"Big Brother is done for, he's not breathing!" shouted the henchman who went to check on Skull Brother's condition.

"Damn it, get him!" One of the henchmen swung a stick at Boss Li.

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! I didn't mean it! Please let me explain!" Boss Li hurriedly said, covering his head with his hands.

He was now completely despondent and couldn't understand what chance he had of getting out of here alive.

"Misunderstanding my ass! Go down and talk to our boss!"

"Get him!"

"groove--"

"Not on purpose? Well, we didn't do it on purpose either! Damn it—"

A group of people surrounded Boss Li and beat him with sticks.

After being surrounded, Boss Li's fate was sealed; there was only one outcome: to follow Brother Skull to the afterlife.

As Boss Li gradually quieted down, the crowd, still not satisfied, continued to beat him for a while before stopping.

The casino staff gathered around, eager to see what was going on, but their view was blocked by a few thugs, so they had no idea what was happening.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"I don't know, was that the sound of firecrackers?"

"That's just the sound of firecrackers, not firearms."

"Huh? Really?"

"Really, I've shot targets before, so this sound is familiar to me."

"Did anyone die?"

"How should I know? I didn't see it!"

"Can we continue playing?"

"What happened, brothers?"

......

The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves.

At that moment, a young man with a scorpion tattoo on his face walked out of the next private room. He looked to be in his early twenties.

He waved to the crowd: "Go back and keep playing, disperse, don't gather here!"

Seeing this, several dealers helped maintain order and persuaded the onlookers to go back to their games: "It's alright, it's alright, go back and continue playing!"

The young man with the scorpion-like features walked into the office and was somewhat stunned by what he saw.

"What's going on?" The scorpion-like youth looked at the group of thugs.

"Our leader was killed by this guy surnamed Li as soon as we came in!" one of the henchmen said with a sorrowful expression.

"But we've already avenged our boss, Scorpion, what's next?" another henchman asked.

At this moment, everyone was like scattered sand, without a leader.

"Damn it—" the scorpion-like youth cursed and kicked the motionless Boss Li.

He stood with his hands on his hips, pacing back and forth, clearly still somewhat unable to accept this fact.

After a long pause, he took a deep breath: "Let's report the situation here to the boss first. As for personnel appointments, we'll wait for instructions from above!"

"Okay, Scorpion Bro, what should we do with this guy surnamed Li?!" one of the underlings asked.

"What else can we do? Haven't you dealt with enough already?" The scorpion-like youth was getting impatient and snapped at him.

"Oh, okay, I got it, Scorpion Bro!" the henchman who asked the question quickly replied.

"I told you to be more discreet when you're messing around with someone's wife. Why did you have to bring her to the office? And now you've been caught red-handed! Isn't this what they mean by 'raging for a beauty'? Damn it, you deserve to die!" the scorpion-like youth cursed.

He didn't feel any pain about Skull's death; he just felt it was too sudden.

He played with fire all day long, and ended up getting burned.

After leaving the underground casino, Ye Chen let out a long breath.

How can people be treated in that environment? Those gamblers really know how to endure it.

In the short time Ye Chen had been there, six or seven people had lost all their money, and two or three had taken out mortgage loans.

What are these people thinking when they want to win money from casinos?

If it were that easy for you to win money, how could their casinos stay in business?

The skinny young man's father must have lost all his money gambling in this casino and then borrowed money from Boss Li.

Indeed, gambling harms both oneself and others.

With Boss Li gone, his underlings are leaderless, and the clinic certainly can't operate normally.

Therefore, Ye Chen was not worried that they would do anything extreme.

Before his death, all Boss Li did was ask them to collect debts and find medical dispute teams, but now he himself is gone.

Once his underlings can no longer contact him, or if they sense things are going badly, that's probably the end of it.

Ye Chen didn't care who would take over the Western medicine clinic.

If the people who come cause any more trouble, Ye Chen wouldn't mind practicing the Wind and Thunder Seal.

Ye Chen hailed a taxi and headed to the hospital where the thin young man, Xiao An, had been taken.

When Ye Chen found Xiao An, he was already in a hospital bed.

He had already woken up, or rather, regained his senses.

"Doctor, I... I can't feel anything?" Xiao An asked, her voice trembling.

"The neurotoxin was very potent; you're lucky you've woken up!" a doctor said slowly.

"If you had come any later, your life would probably be over! How could you get poisoned at such a young age?" the head nurse said irritably.

Xiao An didn't answer, but continued to ask, "Doctor, then, then I, I should be alright, right? Was the lack of sensation due to the anesthesia?"

The doctor's eyes widened: "Nothing wrong? You think neurotoxins are a joke? Your nerves are probably already damaged, and there will definitely be some aftereffects. You might not even be able to get out of bed in the future!"

Doctors are not supposed to scare patients with threats, but if they don't tell the truth, young people won't take it seriously.

The head nurse finally sighed and shook her head: "What's your family's phone number? Call them over; you need someone to stay with you!"

Xiao An's face had turned completely pale; she probably couldn't accept the fact that she wouldn't be able to get out of bed afterward.

He's only 18, in the prime of his youth!