One of the men had his table flipped over, still unable to believe it, he was first dumbfounded, then immediately furious, wanting to argue with the constable, angrily said:
"Mere Martial Soldier, how dare you do this."
"My uncle is Wang Zhongyi, an official in Liangzhou City, holding a proper Seventh Rank..."
"Damn you, little brat!"
Immediately, a Martial Soldier grinned viciously, approached and slapped the young master so hard that stars danced before his eyes; another slap directly knocked him to the ground, speechless, feeling dazed, then he was pulled up, had his wrists tied with a rope, and was taken out.
These small gambling dens were extremely concealed, yet inside there were hidden realms, along with some strong ruffians serving as guards. The surrounding populace had long suffered from them. At present, they were all delighted to see the outcome, blocking the sides to watch, treating it as a spectacle.
