I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

At one of the gambling tables, a large number of people were gathered, their eyes burning as they stared at the chips on the table.

"big big big!"

"Little, little, little!"

With a professional smile, the dealer scanned the people crowding around the gambling table and opened the dice cup.

"3, 1, 1. Five dots."

"Oh, what a pity."

A sigh of regret rang out.

Including this round, this guy has now lost a hundred times in a row.

The surrounding gamblers were talking amongst themselves, some pushing out their chips, others excitedly gathering their chips... but what attracted their attention the most was Li Lin, who sat imposingly in the middle.

Although this guy only bet one shilling each time, and it was the simplest bet of big or small—losing a hundred hands in a row is harder than becoming a billionaire.

Some suspect the casino rigged the game, but it's hard to understand why a casino would bother with a mere shilling.

Li Lin looked unwilling, gave a bitter laugh, touched his nose, then lowered his hand and clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; never underestimate a young man's potential."

He's got all the protagonist stuff going for him, but he's utterly useless.

You still have to pay the money you owe.

Li Lin reached into his pocket, his expression changed, and his pocket was empty.

Seeing this, the dealer maintained his professional smile and signaled that Li Lin could leave.

Li Lin's expression instantly darkened.

Blinded by losses, Li Lin suddenly rushed forward and rubbed against the dealer's firm breasts before staggering backward, crying out in pain, "Oh no! This milk is poisoned—"

He clutched his chest and shouted to the gamblers around him, "You all saw it! She touched the breasts first!"

The surrounding guests all turned their heads away; this scene was truly an eyesore.

Li Lintian shamelessly stretched out her hand to the dealer: "Give me back my money, or I'll report you for cheating!"

142 I, Li Lin, am sworn enemies of gambling and drugs (resounding voice)

The croupier who shamelessly and vulgarly attacked Master Li with his breasts looked even uglier than Li Lin.

She took a step back and raised her hand to indicate that something was wrong.

"Oh ho—" Li Lin stiffened his neck, "You actually dare to threaten me? You better not be seen on the streets of Vienna, or I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Just as Li Lin was rambling on, several burly men stepped out from the crowd, grabbed him, and dragged him toward the back door.

As soon as his feet left the ground, the virus shut down, and his intelligence took over again. Li Lin suddenly realized that he was about to be thrown out the door, and immediately stopped spouting threats.

Li Lin, who was being led around, sighed inwardly, thinking to himself that he was still too kind.

Amidst curious glances, Li Lin was thrown out the back door by the burly man.

Staggering to his feet, Mr. Li, unwilling to back down, uttered a few harsh words such as "Don't let me see you at Walden Pond Bar," "You and your rich brothers are the worst of the worst," and "If my wife were here, she would give you a piece of her mind," before making his escape.

While he was making threats, several burly men had somehow blocked Li Lin's path, surrounded him, and looked at him with hostile expressions.

How could casino owners simply throw people out and let it go when they encounter troublemakers?

To put it simply, if street thugs want to extort some money, they'll have to get beaten up first.

If you don't utter a sound, the thugs will beat you up, give you a thumbs up, and pay you; but if you shout out, they'll beat you to death.

Li Lin made so many threats before. If they let him go back standing there peacefully, where would their casino's reputation be?

Seeing that the thugs had no intention of letting him live, Li Lin shook his head and sighed. Then, after observing his surroundings, he was delighted to see that there was hardly anyone around.

"I advise you to retreat in time, or you might still have your dog lives to take home and pet." Li Lin narrowed his dark eyes slightly, his left hand behind his back, feeling that he had an extraordinary demeanor.

Seeing the thugs pull out rubber batons from behind, Li Lin sighed inwardly and slapped the burly man in front of him.

The green light flickered, and the thug fell to one side, making it look as if Li Lin had slapped someone to death.

“I’m sorry for killing someone.” Li Lin raised his hand and waved it. “I won’t hide it from you. I am the current head of the Hunyuan Xingyi Taiji School. This is the Transformation Realm.”

To prove the credibility of his "Transformation of Internal Energy" technique, Li Lin even raised his hand, and green light rose from his palm, condensing into a pendant shape that floated in the void.

The remaining thugs retreated.

If the unfortunate guy who was slapped to death by Li Lin with his mysterious Eastern martial arts could become a topic of conversation in the tavern, then the way they were stabbed to death by the green light fake penis would probably make people laugh for a lifetime.

"It's like a turtle buying a watermelon—some roll away, some crawl away."

After reciting a proverb, Li Lin curled his lip in disdain, stared at the fluorescent phone in his hand, and sighed with deep emotion, "I remember when I was in school, my deskmate and I used to play a game of courage."

Upon seeing Li Lin begin to tell his story, seemingly without any intention to fight, some of the timid thugs already had the urge to run away.

Magic, martial arts, or sorcery? None of that matters. What matters is that this person in front of me seems insane, but could actually kill me with a single slap.

"Do you know what this game is?" Li Lin suddenly asked.

"What is it?" one of the thugs asked through gritted teeth.

"It was like we were reaching into each other's pants and plucking hairs to see who could pluck the most and the fastest, and then blowing the hairs into the air to see who could blow them the farthest."

Li Lin looked up at the smog and sighed with deep emotion, "I really miss my youth that can never be returned to."

"What kind of youth is this... and what kind of bravery game is this?!" Several thugs were momentarily stunned, then reacted, as if they had a lot of complaints they couldn't hold back.

Is there any need to reminisce about this kind of youth?

"Fine, I suppose you can't understand the preciousness of youth." Li Lin's voice turned cold as he reached out and pressed his hand on the corpse, burning it into a shapeless lump of charcoal, and then completely turning it into ashes.

Realizing that Li Lin was about to kill them to silence them, the thugs stopped breathing and then turned and ran.

The intersection is not far behind us, and we can get away from this deserted alley!

The fastest runner had already seen the thick fog outside. The smog, which used to make him nauseous after smelling it for a while, now seemed so welcoming.

"Hmph, trying to run away?" Li Lin stretched out his hand, and an iron nail burned into white smoke in his palm.

Metalworking, one of the techniques of melting metal – iron.

The effect is to pull the metal.

Several burly men were dragged back into the alley by the immense force emanating from them. They tried to shout for help, but Li Lin stomped them into the mud.

All that could be heard was a sinister voice behind him, saying with a laugh, "Soul leaving the body!"

Soul-Stealing Curse.

The burly men immediately stopped struggling, got up from the ground, and stood in front of Li Lin.

A minute later, more thugs were tricked out by their colleagues and then controlled by Li Lin using the Soul-Stealing Curse. In just five minutes, Li Lin had tricked all the thugs in the casino.

Looking at the more than thirty head of livestock in front of him, Li Lin felt a great sense of accomplishment. However, he still hadn't found his 100 shillings, which made the vindictive Master Li very unhappy.

The casino's back door was kicked open again, and all the gamblers stopped what they were doing and looked at the unfortunate man who had been thrown out not long ago.

Now that unlucky guy is carrying a crowbar, with more than thirty thugs from the casino standing behind him.

"Drag her out here!" Li Lin, driven by primal rage, pointed at the croupier who had reported him. Two burly men leaped out from behind him like mad dogs and dragged her out of the crowd.

Hehehehehehehehehehehehe.

Li Lin, who had casually uttered twelve words in the midst of conversation, approached the croupier with a sly grin, brandishing a crowbar with ferocious skill. Just as she was about to faint from fright, he cried out in dissatisfaction, "Where's my money?"

"What money... I don't know?"

The croupier almost cried out, "You only have so little money! Which table here doesn't have a hundred shillings?"

The implication was that Li Lin could take whatever he wanted.

Realizing he could no longer get his money back honestly, Li Lin became furious and slammed his stick on the table in a fit of anger, scattering the colorful chips all over the floor.

A group of gamblers who only cared about gambling and didn't care about their lives suddenly turned red and wanted to rush up and fight Li Lin to the death, but were kicked in the groin by a thug.

Li Lin, now a tragic hero, turned around and looked at the gamblers in the casino, sighing deeply.

"You've only lost a gambling venue, but what about me? I've lost my own hundred dollars! They won't even give me my hundred dollars, are they even human?"

Frustrated, Li Lin led his gang of thugs, controlled by the Soul-Stealing Curse, out the door, determined never to return to the casino.

"I, Abraham Leigh, am sworn enemies of gambling and drugs!"

Li Lin said angrily, his voice trembling.

143 Name?

After stumbling and running for a distance, Li Lin suddenly realized that he looked incredibly stupid.

At least the behavior of him walking in front while more than thirty thugs followed behind was extremely stupid.

Realizing that doing so would damage his image, Li Lin used the Soul-Stealing Curse to subtly instruct his henchmen to stop following him and find work elsewhere.

The money earned from working naturally belonged to Li Lin.

Everyone criticizes capitalists, yet everyone wants to be a capitalist.