Old White gratefully looked at Brian, "Extend your hand, let check your body’s condition."
Brian pointed at the fist mark on Old White’s chest, "No rush, you should get your injuries treated first."
He had checked Old White’s body before and knew it was almost roasted inside and out. It was only because of strong cell activity that Old White could talk and walk normally.
Old White didn’t refuse.
There was a healing chamber in the basent.
While Old White was healing his injuries, Brian silently made his way to the door.
Outside the door, a man, a dog, and a crow were playing cards.
Shi San had also called atball over.
They were playing Texas hold’em.
It seed they had just finished a round.
Shi San was holding an ink brush in his front paws, writing sothing on a piece of paper.
atball, with its massive body, blocked the exit as if to prevent the old man from escaping.
The most miserable was the old man.
He looked stricken, constantly murmuring, "This shouldn’t be," with slightly reddened eyes and a deeply troubled expression, resembling a desperate gambler.
Brian watched with great interest.
Shi San and atball were quite good at cards.
Both were enhanced animals with excellent mory and sharp senses, especially since Susan often played cards with them for entertainnt. They had honed their card skills and even learned to cheat, a tough match for anyone when they tead up.
But the old man was no ordinary person.
An experienced gambler playing Texas hold’em, he shouldn’t be losing...
Brian was curious about how Shi San and atball had won against the old man.
anwhile, Shi San had finished writing.
It pushed the paper towards the old man. "No more playing. Ten rounds total, each with a starting chip of one hundred thousand US dollars, making a total of one million. Check the content. Debt of one million, creditors Shi San and atball, can be paid in installnts, annual interest at the dian bank rate, which is eleven point two percent. If you have any problems, bring them up; if not, sign here."
Next to him, atball smartly pushed over a red Indonesian box with its bird claw.
Brian, who was secretly watching, was surprised by Shi San’s words.
Playing so big?
But he figured out how the old man had lost.
So Shi San and the others intentionally dealt him bad cards to win the base chips.
The old man looked at the seal paste.
Wow.
Well prepared.
He realized and angrily looked at the dog and the crow, trembling as he pointed at them, "I’ve been carefree for half my life and to think I fell for the tricks of two beasts. You set up!"
Shi San, pointed at, changed its dog face, bared its teeth, and pointed to its neck tag, "You are insulting Officer Shi San. Apologize or Shi San will take you to jail!"
atball, with a squawking voice, mocked, "You nasty old man, when you ca in, you spit on our territory. We set you up because of that. If you apologize sincerely and clean up, we big dog big bird can forgive you and won’t ask for money."
The dog and the bird were enraged by the old man spitting everywhere.
They never ss around nearby, yet the old man just ca and spat at the entrance.
Isn’t that the sa as spitting on their faces?
The old man looked confused. "When did I spit?"
atball grew angrier. "I saw it clearly from ten kiloters away!"
Shi San calmly took out a tablet, opened it, and showed the old man surveillance footage from outside the manor.
Indeed, the old man had spit before realizing he was entering Brian’s place.
To boost his spirits, he really did spit.
But...
The old man felt aggrieved inside.
Such a trivial matter, and you play so big?
Who did you learn this from?
Faced with the relentless dog and crow, the old man sighed, "I’m Brian’s elder. This isn’t appropriate..."
No wonder he had felt uneasy earlier.
Turns out, it wasn’t about being bitten; it was extortion.
Brian is so generous. How could he raise pets like this?
Just then,
The door behind the old man opened, revealing Brian’s head.
Seeing him, the old man looked like he’d seen a savior, pointing to the dog and crow in front of him pleading to Brian, "Brian, this..."
"Cough, cough..."
Brian coughed slightly, then rather schadenfreudely said, "I know, this shouldn’t happen."
Hearing that, the old man nodded.
That sounded reasonable.
But then Brian continued, "Shi San and atball, together not even two years old, both are children. And you, such a grown man, inciting kids to gamble and then trying to weasel out of it, tsk, really shouldn’t..."
The old man...
He looked at Brian, who was enjoying the scene, and then at the dog and crow in front of him, couldn’t help but give a big thumbs up, and praised, "Well well well, I’ve really learned sothing today, Good House!"
...
Of course, the betting was just a joke.
Brian was also teasing.
The old man knew all this.
Actually, once he saw Brian’s expression, he felt relieved.
This was like a surgeon operating.
In the operating room, if the doctor and nurse are laughing and joking, not only speeding but also drifting around turns and mixing at and veg, then congratulations, the surgery went well.
Otherwise, it ant there was a problem.
Similarly,
Brian’s attitude ant that Old White must be fine.
The two went back to the basent.
Old White was soaking in the healing chamber.
The person who hurt him must have held back, not intending to take his life, so the injuries were on his torso, looking serious but not life-threatening.
At that mont, only Old White’s head was visible.
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