Seeing him pull out a gun, Quentin couldn’t help but laugh. This guy must be brain-dead. Can a gun deal with him?
At his level, he could catch bullets barehanded, and even the speed of bullets couldn’t match his. Still want to hit him? It’s ridiculous.
Threatening him with a gun…
Interesting.
Seeing Quentin laugh so wildly, even Mr. Hinton, who usually maintained his composure, couldn’t help but feel angry.
He said coldly, “Don’t be arrogant. Don’t think you’re all that just because you have some martial arts skills. I know you’re a martial artist, but do you think there are no masters around me?”
“Forget about handguns. With just the person behind me, I could crush you instantly!”
At these words, Aden smirked and tilted his face slightly upward. “I’m Aden. I’ve been by Mr. Hinton’s side for over a decade, and I’ve killed no less than a thousand people with my own hands!”
“Among them, there are many mediocre martial artists like you, who think they’re strong but can’t even withstand a single move from me.”
He looked disdainful.
Aden!?
There was a commotion in the crowd, and many people looked at Aden with fear. Aden was a well-known figure in their circle!
Mr. Hinton’s top fighter, rumored to be a martial arts master with formidable strength.
He once defeated the masters of the three major martial arts schools in Stresall alone, and killed them! He also once fought alongside Mr. Hinton, fighting his way out of hundreds of people’s encirclement alone!
It is said that in that battle, armed with just a sword, he killed nearly a hundred people…
Such a powerful person had long surpassed the realm of ordinary people. How could this young man be his opponent?
Quentin shook his head and sneered. Black Realm martial artists were barely competent to hold a position in the War Department.
He, on the other hand, was the general of the entire country!
The disparity was immense.
It was unimaginable.
This guy was just used to fighting those entry-level warriors in the mundane world. Was there any possibility of comparing the two?
But this guy was so confident, which was quite amusing.
Perhaps, this was a matter of perspective!
He ignored Aden and turned his gaze to Mr. Hinton.
Mr. Hinton.
He knew a little about him. When he was still the young master of the Holland family, Mr. Hinton was already a prominent figure in Stresall.
Mr. Hinton made a fortune with his extraordinary gambling skills. He continued to grow, and even his father feared him to some extent.
Today, he wanted to see what Mr. Hinton was capable of!
Swish-
Mr. Hinton raised his hand, shook it, and the dice in his hand seemed to have a magical power. The dice spun wildly in the cup, with nothing covering them at the bottom, yet they didn’t fall out.
Only the buzzing sound of the dice inside could be heard, clear and loud.
He slammed the cup onto the table!
“Guess.” Mr. Hinton raised his chin slightly, his smile confident and calm.
As the gambling king, he naturally knew that the most important thing in guessing dice was listening; different dice points made different sounds.
This was the basic skill of gambling.
So, his move just now was to disrupt the opponent’s hearing, making it impossible for the opponent to hear the dice points. Therefore, he had the winning hand.
However…
Quentin didn’t hesitate to say, “One, two, four, seven points.”
“So confident?” Mr. Hinton sneered. He didn’t even know what was rolled inside, yet this guy said it without hesitation. How could he possibly guess it right?
He opened the cup and looked inside, then was dumbfounded. One, two, four, seven points.
Quentin guessed it right.
The audience gasped in shock, looking at Quentin with amazement.
“Incredible! Truly incredible!”
“He’s not just anyone; he’s the former gambling king, Mr. Hinton! I can’t believe he actually beat Mr. Hinton! Amazing!”
The onlookers exclaimed in admiration.
Mr. Hinton’s face darkened at hearing these whispers. He didn’t expect to lose the first round. If he really lost to this guy, how could he maintain his title as the gambling king in the future?
“Kid, you’re lucky. Let’s play again!” Mr. Hinton’s expression darkened slightly.
He shook the dice again.
This time, he used a more sophisticated technique. People felt a ringing in their ears as if their eardrums were being stabbed…
Mr. Hinton said coldly, “Guess!”
Quentin glanced at him and said, “Twelve points.”
Mr. Hinton rolled the dice again!
Three fours!
Twelve points!
There was a stir in the crowd…
Mr. Hinton actually lost two rounds in a row? This young man was too incredible!
At this moment, Mr. Hinton’s face was so dark it seemed like water could drip from it.
“Two wins out of three, I’ve won two rounds, and you’ve lost. Do you still want to play the third round?” Quentin’s smile was playful.
Mr. Hinton took a deep breath, then smirked darkly. “Alright! I always keep my word!”
“Since you won, I’ll let you go. But you have to cripple yourself and leave!”
His cold gaze fixed on Quentin, and his henchmen, under his signal, gradually surrounded the three of them.
Staring fiercely!
Emery and Charlotte were both very nervous, watching the scene unfold, sweating profusely on their foreheads, unable to help but clench their fists.
Quentin’s smile remained bright, his eyes as sharp as swords, staring at Mr. Hinton as he slowly spoke, “What if I refuse?”
“You don’t have the chance to choose.” Mr. Hinton took on an attitude of controlling the situation, domineeringly said, “Don’t try my patience.”
“In that case…”
Quentin’s eyes grew cold, “I’ll give you two choices, either submit or die. I’ll only give you one chance to choose.”