The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

At this moment, Mr. Long could never have imagined that Yang Tian had already condensed all the Yin Breath from the Spirit Stone into a talisman. He thought Yang Tian had been consumed by the Yin Breath inside the Spirit Stone, preventing him from using his Spiritual Breath.

So, he was the first to support Yang Tian's suggestion.

In his heart, he coldly thought: Yang Tian, don't you want to steal the spotlight? Fine, I'll let you shine under the eyes of the whole city's people, and make you flee Australia like a lost dog!

"Mr. Long, this Yang Tian really is a Martial Artist. No wonder he can win repeatedly. If we continue gambling, we'll only lose more miserably!"

He Dong looked at Mr. Long nervously.

Mr. Long also knew that Martial Artists have very keen hearing, so he didn't directly tell He Dong that Yang Tian had already been consumed by the Yin Breath from the Spirit Stone. Instead, he sent a WeChat message to He Dong. When He Dong glanced at his phone, his eyes lit up instantly. If Yang Tian was truly consumed by the Yin Breath inside the Spirit Stone, then no matter how he gambled, he would lose utterly.

Thinking about this, his eyes filled with excitement: "Mr. Long, what are we waiting for? Let's just finish him off, and make sure it's in front of the entire city's people!"

"That's right, I'll leave everything in your hands to organize!"

Mr. Long patted He Dong's shoulder.

He Dong quickly mobilized everyone, and half an hour later, a group of reporters rushed in. They surrounded He Dong and He Jie, excitedly asking, "Who's going to publicly gamble?"

He Dong glanced at He Jie and Yang Tian, sneered coldly, and stepped forward: "Hello everyone, I am the person in charge here. My brother He Jie consistently targets me. Today he's come with his lackeys to challenge me, saying he'll teach me a lesson in front of all the citizens of Australia, making me unable to step down. Today, I'll tell him that harming your own brother will come at a heavy price!"

The reporters were in uproar upon hearing He Dong's words: "There's really such a thing?"

He Jie's face fell; he angrily said, "He Dong, I haven't even accused you yet, and you're already biting me first? You wretch! Originally, we were all family, each managing different casinos, but you want to devour the entire family's assets, so you successively sent people to assassinate us!"

"Wow!"

Everyone was astir upon hearing this.

He Jie's words were undoubtedly earth-shattering.

What He Dong said was merely bringing lackeys to stir trouble, but what He Jie said was already criminal behavior. Instantly, they all pointed their cameras at He Jie, pressing microphones towards him: "Young Master He Jie, we'd love to know when He Dong sent a killer to murder you? Where is the killer now? What was the scene like then? Were you injured?"

At this time, He Jie's face was furious: "Just yesterday at six in the evening, my bodyguard Xiaodan was supposed to protect me, but she had long been bought by He Dong. Last night, she poisoned me. If Yang Tian hadn't discovered it early, I would already be dead! Moreover, we forced out from Xiaodan's mouth, the one who wanted to kill me was none other than He Dong!"

This description caused an uproar among everyone in the casino.

This was undoubtedly a criminal act of attempting to murder your own brother for family assets. If reported, it would definitely shock the entire Huaxia and all of Asia, especially since He the Gambling King is the wealthiest in Australia, a prominent figure in all of Huaxia.

"Young Master He Jie, is what you said true?"

"You must realize, if we report this, the entire Australia might erupt!"

"If He the Gambling King hears what you said, he'll definitely conduct an internal family trial!"

People were shouting in excitement.

Meanwhile, He Dong's face was dark. He knew that with a Martial Artist like Yang Tian around, He Jie would surely suspect him as the person behind the assassination attempt. But he didn't care, Xiaodan had already returned to Ling Manor, and no matter how well He Jie spoke, it was just malicious accusations!

Thinking thus, He Dong coldly said: "He Jie, mind your words! You say I sent people to kill you, where's your evidence? It's all hearsay; who would believe you? Didn't you say I had Xiaodan poison you? Then alright, bring out the physical and human evidence! The so-called physical evidence is the poisoned wine! The so-called human evidence is Xiaodan who tried to kill you! These two things, if either is missing, I'll sue you for slander!"

As He Dong shouted this, numerous journalists swarmed in like sharks smelling blood: "Young Master He Jie, you are indeed slandering; you need to produce evidence to claim He Dong sent someone to kill you. If you don't, it's only an evil person's suspicion!"

But these journalists aren't mere amateurs. If their rhetoric oppresses only one side, they fail to stir the emotions of onlookers.

So while reprimanding He Jie for slander, one journalist pointed at He Dong: "He Dong, with He Jie being so accurate, it shows you truly contemplate murdering your own brother. He Jie is a prestigious young master of the He family; he has no reason to slander you. I suspect you did send someone to assassinate He Jie!"

Next, they intensified their attack on He Dong: "He Dong, with He Jie's assertiveness, it shows you indeed tried to assassinate He Jie; are you trying to devour He the Gambling King's fortune all by yourself?"

Suddenly, the entire conference room was lively.

The group of journalists attacked He Jie initially, then He Dong, preparing to go back and publish news, thereby stirring the emotions of all the city's people. Soon, innocent citizens would be led by the journalists, forming two camps: one supporting He Dong not committing murder and the other supporting He Jie's accusation of He Dong's murder plot; these two camps would attack each other, launching a verbal war online.

Of course, this was for later discussion.

But at present, He Dong's words caused He Jie's brows to furrow, as the cup of poisoned wine had long been spilled, and Xiaodan had vanished.

Meanwhile, Yang Tian sneered coldly, immediately operating his Divine Sense, calling out to Chen Xiaoli in the distance: "Li, did you truly cleanse Ling Manor entirely?"

"Killed some major figures, while a few small characters escaped."

Quickly, Chen Xiaoli's voice returned through Demon Sense.

"Alright, help me keep an eye out, see if you can find Xiaodan."

Yang Tian added.

"Why are you looking for her? Does He Jie want to use her against He Dong?"

Chen Xiaoli's voice rang from afar.

"Exactly, that's the case!"

Yang Tian nodded.

"Alright, I'll help you find her!"

Chen Xiaoli said, and Demon Sense vanished.

As Yang Tian withdrew his Divine Sense, he waved his hand, indicating to He Jie not to speak further, then turned to He Dong: "These matters will soon have answers. Now the most important thing is, in front of everyone, let the city's residents know I am a Gambling God!"

Upon hearing Yang Tian's words, many journalists reacted: "That's right, we're here for the live gambling broadcast!"