Leaving Liangshan Town and returning to the city, I found another hotel to settle down. Without even time to eat, I rushed out again.
The first thing I did upon leaving was to deposit the 200,000 cash and most of the money I had into my bank card through an ATM.
The second thing I did was to go to a department store and buy a new shoulder bag with an inner compartment, and then carefully hide the backup photos and videos inside it.
The reason for these precautionary measures was not that I was ready to use the photos and videos to get revenge on Wang Yangming.
After being enlightened by Helian Shan's words, I decided to take his advice and temporarily halt my previous revenge plan, not to seek revenge purely for the sake of revenge.
I would plan carefully before acting, and strike a decisive blow!
As for the last, and most crucial, matter – something I had thought about and planned when I first arrived in Liangshan Town, but was ultimately delayed by Leng Meng… it was finding help.
It is known that the Qianmen Blue Path is deeply entrenched, and those who make a living in this path rarely fight alone.
If they do, they are top masters, not greenhorns like me who have just entered the Blue Path.
The majority of them are skilled cheats with meticulous techniques.
As for the remaining small portion, they rely on various "high-tech" gambling tools.
Why are those who use "high-tech" called gamblers?
Because, much like swindlers who are called "human sticks" or "god sticks," they treat others as fools, unaware that they themselves are the biggest fools!
In general, gamblers are more reckless and aggressive gamblers than mere gamblers or gambling addicts.
Being caught cheating with "high-tech" has the same consequences as being caught cheating with traditional methods.
The difference is that the probability of being caught cheating with "high-tech" is much, much higher than with traditional cheating. And, influenced by certain external factors, the success rate of "high-tech" cheating is also extremely unstable.
Within the circles of the Blue Path, the gamblers who think of using "high-tech" to make money at the gambling table are those who are lazy, unwilling to put in the effort and thought to learn, yet dream of getting rich overnight.
These wishful thinkers often feast one day and starve for three, getting rich for a night and poor for a month!
In the path of the Qianmen Blue Path, the most despised and scorned are the gamblers.
Legitimate cheats do not look upon, nor do they respect, these fantasists.
Therefore, the cheats gave these people a special nickname: gamblers.
However, whether they are cheats or gamblers, openly or secretly, they all have their helpers.
More or less.
Let's talk about gamblers first. Unlike cheats, gamblers only frequent various card and chess rooms.
They are usually small groups of two or more, moving and mingling among the gambling tables.
Cheats, on the other hand, can go anywhere.
As for those cheats who dare to cheat in major casinos, they generally have several helpers, with clear divisions of labor and unified goals.
Although many cheats succeed in solo operations, failure is also common.
However, cheat teams that collaborate maintain an extremely terrifying win-loss ratio.
Therefore, I plan to return to my original idea and build a cheat team with myself as the absolute core, based on the foundation of the Eight Generals of Qianmen!
As the old saying goes, "A single tree cannot form a forest."
The reason I suffered repeated setbacks at Yu Shuang's hands before was because I was unable to support myself, and two fists cannot defeat four hands.
If I had found some helpers for myself earlier, perhaps the situation would not have turned out that way.
So this time, I will not make the same mistake.
My cheat team will set the tone in advance for the upcoming revenge on Wang Yangming and the next clash with Queen Bee Yu Shuang!
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By the time I finished all my tasks and brought the bag containing the evidence back to the hotel, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
Fortunately, there was a snack street near the hotel in the city. After going downstairs, I ordered a bottle of beer and a plate of stir-fried rice noodles at a food stall.
About twenty minutes later.
Just as I finished dinner and was getting up to return to the hotel, a conflict suddenly erupted nearby!
And the conflict even affected me directly!
"Bang!"
After the sound of a beer bottle shattering, the splashing glass shards and alcohol instantly splashed onto me.
In an open space less than three meters in front of me, a young man's figure flew backward.
Then, several thugs holding beer bottles, with tattoos of dragons and tigers on their hands, surrounded him with sinister smiles.
These thugs all had fierce looks in their eyes, and as they looked at the fallen young man, they continuously yelled and cursed.
"Son of a bitch Qin Lei! You have sticky fingers! How dare you steal my money!"
"You're pretty good at running, aren't you! Run!!! Run again!!!"
"Heh. Little brat, running won't solve anything!"
"Qin Lei, if you don't pay up today… we'll have to break your legs first and then cash you out on the spot!"
After being caught in the sudden conflict, the fallen young man and the thugs were thus blocking the only path for me to return to the hotel.
Because the snack street was narrow and crowded, if I wanted to return to the hotel now, I would either have to step directly over the fallen young man, or squeeze through the thugs and the onlookers.
Alternatively, I could wait until the conflict ended and the crowd dispersed.
After much deliberation, I decided to wait.
My original intention was simply to avoid trouble, but what I never expected was that this wait… would bring me my first helper!
In 2008, when surveillance cameras had not yet been fully popularized and promoted in 18-line counties like Anhai, incidents of fighting and brawling were almost commonplace.
And generally, no one dared to call the police.
This indirectly led to a phenomenon.
That is, in some lawless counties and townships, more and more young people, after entering society, began to act aggressively and violently.
Someone who was calling you brother one second would turn hostile and start fighting the next second if a few words were spoken incorrectly!
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The snack street was so narrow that when the thugs were punching and kicking Qin Lei, the latter had nowhere to dodge.
He could only curl up on the ground, holding his head, and rolling around.
No matter how the thugs beat or cursed him, the fallen Qin Lei said only one sentence throughout.
"I didn't steal your money!"