Dragon Crossing the River

Just as Hu Ming left, Chen Cheng showed his face beside a trash can outside the alley.

After watching Hu Ming walk away, Chen Cheng finally got up and headed for the underground casino Hu Ming had told him about.

Now that he had confirmed this was the world he had lived in, the first thing he needed to do after returning was get himself some money.

And there was no faster place to make money than a casino, especially an underground one like this.

He could practically be called inhuman now. He could handle simple gambling with effortless ease, and if the casino owner did not want to pay up, he could use the iron fist of justice to teach them the consequences of welshing on a debt.

Following the address Hu Ming had given him, Chen Cheng arrived at a clubhouse in the city center. Clearly, anyone who could open both a clubhouse and an underground casino here had no small amount of power backing them.

But Chen Cheng was not afraid. He swaggered straight into the clubhouse.

Unfortunately, Chen Cheng did not even get to take his first step inside. He was still dressed in the outfit he had worn through the desert, so the clubhouse security guards mistook him for a beggar and stopped him outside.

"Sorry, sir, but our guests are required to dress appropriately. Please change out of that avant-garde outfit before coming back."

The guard was not arrogant or overbearing. He merely told Chen Cheng in a tactful manner that he needed to change into more normal clothing.

However, Chen Cheng had not come here today intending to be all smiles and harmony with these people. He immediately put on the air of a little hoodlum, pulled out the latest Huawei phone he