Chapter 130: The Proud Daughter of Heaven (Seeking Subscription and Monthly Tickets)

  Zhang Shidong turned over, stood firm, and held Su Xixi's face with both hands. His deep eyes gazed at her for a long time before turning into a loving expression: "One person shouldering the responsibility that belongs to two people, my heart aches for you."

  No matter who it is, even if the atmosphere of their previous environment was perfect for Su Xixi, saying this to her would be like talking deeply to a piece of wood, and wouldn't get any response.

  Ai Ai is the pride of heaven, possessing everything that every woman dreams of having: family background, appearance, affection, friendship, knowledge and more. The only thing she lacks is a love that she feels matches her own worth.

  Su Xixi was different, she was also a proud daughter of heaven, but this proud daughter of heaven was incomplete. The Su family's legacy was far more powerful than the Ai family's, from the beginning of the Northern Expedition, the whole family was loyal and heroic, not a single person was left to stand on the 55th anniversary ceremony after liberation, only orphans were left, even widows were scarce.

  At the most difficult time in this country, Su's orphaned widow did not cause any trouble to the country. The heroic children relied on themselves to grow up again and stand on the brilliant stage of this country again. However, Heaven seemed to be playing a joke on the Su family, and the Su family, which had just started to rise again, suffered another disaster, one by one falling down on the road ahead.

  The Su family, with only Su Xiwei left, a modern war hero who left his name in the annals of this country's history. More than 60% of them fought side by side with members of the Su family, and after these old men passed away, they all left behind their concern for the Su family. When all eyes were focused on Su Xiwei alone, she did not take advantage of these sentiments, but instead became a proud daughter of heaven with her own abilities. No one would question the loyalty of the Su family's children, so when Su Xiwei began to access some top-secret files, no one raised an opposing voice.

  Only Zhang Shidong knows how difficult she is, and the more so, the more heartbroken he becomes.

  A strong heart, for many years untouched, only opens up to one person. When that person's words of affection reach her ears, she can deeply enter his heart, move his inner soul, and gently listen to each other's heartbeat. At this moment, even if ahead lies a sea of knives, a fiery abyss, or an endless cliff; even if it is a hellish prison from which there is no return, she would still be willing to follow him and leap down together.

  "I'll take care of this..." Su Xixi said softly.

  "You're on vacation."

  ……………

  Wu County City. A small private casino in a factory on the outskirts of town.

  Zhan Xiong stood behind Mi Nuo, staring straight ahead without blinking. Mi Nuo held a cup of red wine in her hand, gently swaying it back and forth, occasionally taking a small sip, waiting calmly for the only gambler at the table who had not yet revealed his cards - the billionaire Ma Sanquan.

  Luxurious room with everything, on the edge there are several guests watching the real-time image on the wall, several beautiful maids wearing revealing clothes also hold their breath. At this moment, on the card table, there is no cash in boxes as seen on TV, but only checks that have been audited and can be cashed, and some transfer books of immovable property stocks.

  On the table, the betting method is also very popular, it's just a very ordinary Hong Kong-style five-card game, but here the hidden cards are two, making the suspense and possibility of stealing chicken infinite, and the probability of killing the enemy with a big card in hand is greatly increased.

  Mǐ nuò nuò's face-up cards were two 3s and an A, while Mǎ Sān Quán's face-up cards were three As. It can be said that Mǐ nuò nuò had all the initiative, and judging from Mǎ Sān Quán's expression, his hidden card did not have a 3. Mǐ nuò nuò pressed down on him with a bet that he couldn't resist, and among the gamblers watching was one of Mǎ Sān Quán's good friends. Although he didn't show any obvious expression, just now when Mǎ Sān Quán hesitated whether Mǐ nuò nuò had four of a kind, his friend gave him a glance, which made Mǎ Sān Quán hesitate.

  Won, able to have more, things that can't be obtained after struggling for a dozen years are all obtained in one day.

  Lost, poor and white-haired, the key is that there's a promise in this bet, to never bother him again. This is an irresistible temptation, sending out killers was the most failed decision he made in his life, afterwards troubles kept emerging one after another, already oppressing him to the point of being breathless, this gamble, is Mǐnuònuò giving him a chance.

  Victory and defeat, poverty and wealth, life and death.

  All in one hand of cards.

  It's four three, lose. Not, sudden wealth, solve trouble.

  Twenty minutes later, Ma San had thought for a full twenty minutes, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

  Mi Gao took a sip of wine and added another chip: "Yanjing still has a courtyard worth over 30 million, in exchange for your last subsidiary to stay and support your old age, how about it? I'll give you back 10 million, dare you bet?"

  Constantly using momentum to suppress others, constantly increasing the stakes, and constantly throwing money around gives people the feeling that she is extremely confident. Similarly, some people feel that she lacks confidence and is trying to make up for it by throwing money at people.

  The decision is in Ma Sanquan's hands, he can't help but gamble. Mi Nuo has issued the final ultimatum: if you don't gamble, I'll kill you. In the choice between getting rich quickly and losing everything, including one's life, Ma Sanquan can only choose the former.

  "I've lost!" Ma Sanwiped the sweat from his forehead, slammed his hand on the table and stared at Mi Rou, trying to see some change in her expression.

  "Alright, let's get started."

  Ma Sanquan licked his lips, slammed two hole cards on the table, and no one was interested in his hole cards. Whether it was two scattered cards or two identical cards, the result was the same. Mǐ Nuònuo stepped on an A, either three bars or four bars, three bars lost, and four bars won.

  The soft and gentle voice of Mei Ruo said: "Your company, which is worth over 10 million, was sealed off and went bankrupt an hour ago. Now you need to compensate me for the loss of over 10 million."

  He turned over the hidden card, and to his surprise, there were two small 3s, four bars of 3, a perfect win for Ma Sanquan. In an instant, Ma Sanquan's face turned pale, looking at that good friend, only to see him calmly pick up a cigarette and light it.

  At this moment, Ma Sanquan suddenly understood everything. His body went limp and he slumped into the chair, his face ashen. He wanted to roar with rage, but found that he had no strength left in his body.

  Zhan Xiong picked up Ma Sanquan and walked straight out, Ma Sanquan's bodyguards were all knocked flying by Zhan Xiong. Since being crippled by Zhang Shidong, Zhan Xiong's strength had risen sharply, in battle he pursued more direct and effective ways of defeating his enemies, each move and technique was less flashy, pursuing the ultimate killing power.

  "Mr. Secretary, isn't this against the rules?"

  The owner of the casino stood up, frowning, he was clear about the grudges between the two parties and did not want to get involved, nor did he want to ruin his own reputation by letting Mi Niuni take away Ma Sanquan's stake.

  Mi Rou Rou stretched out his hand, and the black fingernails gleaming with golden light made him look even more extraordinary: "Am I being too polite to you all? To deal with a Ma San Quan, you all made me use so much effort today. In the future, I hope that when you need something from me, you will think twice."

  An old-fashioned knitting needle, in Mi Rou's book became a deadly weapon, no one would suspect the killing power of this needle, just seeing her arm quickly shaking and swinging, the knitting needle was bent by force on one side and entered Ma Sanquan's body on the other, bringing out bright red blood, finally the whole needle was inserted into Ma Sanquan's thigh, entering from one side and exiting from the other.

  As soon as Mi Niuniu's words came out, many people in the scene changed their faces. It is said that it is better to offend Yan Wang than to offend a little ghost. Mi Niuniu is not Yan Wang, but he is absolutely more troublesome than a little ghost. Whoever does business can't avoid encountering such gray and black troubles. This time, no one was spared, and they couldn't help but feel anxious in their hearts. A few days later, when they learned of Ma Sanquan's outcome, they became even more uneasy. To show off, they all ran to the already miserable Ma Sanquan and stepped on him again.

  Ma Sanquan owed Mi Nuo one hundred million.

  A sweater needle pierced Ma Sanquan's leg, valued at 5 million.

  The remaining five million was arranged for him to sweep the small square in front of a high-end shopping mall, constantly wiping the marble floor every day, with a daily wage of 10,000 yuan deducted.

  Mi Baozhu's move against Ma Sanquan has also led to his summons, and as a public figure, Ma Sanquan's downfall is bound to affect his interpersonal network and the tax revenue of the city where his company is located. Using violence to threaten a billionaire is also crossing the bottom line.

  A family's business was affected, a large amount of money lost is secondary, some entertainment venues closed down directly.

  In response, Mi Rouyun was completely unaware and won Ma Sanquan's money at the gambling table, which was donated to official charity organizations. Regardless of whether the official charity organizations still have credibility, the money was donated. After the New Year, in all charity fundraising activities south of the Yangtze River, Mi Rouyun's figure could be seen, with a large amount of money being spent, and the whole thing was quietly settled.

  What about Ma Sanquan?

  Every day, many people who didn't even glance at him in the past walk by his side, to curry favor with Mi Gou. These people use extremely high-profile methods to constantly provoke Ma Sanquan, and also bring insulting leftover food every day. It's worth noting that Ma Sanquan doesn't have a single penny on him, and more than 20 people are watching him near the square, not allowing him to leave the small square and an indoor toilet next to it.

  If you don't eat, you won't starve to death. Will you eat leftover dishes and rice?

  Few people can truly face death, it's better to live than die, for the sake of living, even if they lose their dignity and everything, they must hold on, because there is hatred in their hearts, with an unrelenting vendetta.

  At the same time, on New Year's Eve in 2013, on the island where Zhang Shidong had followed his uncle Liu to the sea, Uncle Liu sat in an ancient and fragrant pavilion, facing the slightly cold sea breeze, playing with the ancient wooden carvings in front of him, her long skirt fluttering in the sea breeze, a Tibetan mastiff lying by her side, an eagle soaring in the sky, a green poisonous snake lying on the sandalwood window.

  Gong Shuiyuan stood in front of another window, his elegant demeanor not much different from that of Tai Shu's crystal. The two men were dressed and groomed similarly.

  "What's so special about Zhang Shidong, he's just a coward." A young swordsman who had once clashed with Zhang Shidong said disdainfully as he pushed open the door.

  Two sharp lights came from Tai Shu Liu Li and Gong Shui Yuan respectively.

  Whoosh! A green viper shot out from the sandalwood window...

  PS: Thanks for the reward from Libra Tianping and Tianxing Zhui Meng!