Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities

The World King of Gamblers competition concluded successfully, and the audience began to exit the venue.

Having received the text message from Zhang Bin, Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue didn't meet up with him. Instead, they promptly changed their appearances and blended into the crowd as they left the building. They didn't even go back to the hotel, disappearing directly into the throng.

As for Betty and her two companions, they also received Zhang Bin's message and quickly departed. The three of them had arrived in Las Vegas already in disguise, not showing their true faces, so it wasn't going to be easy for the Hell Organization to associate them with Zhang Bin. Their bets at Paradise Casino could be collected at any branch in America. There was no need to worry.

Zhang Bin was even less concerned. All he had to do was mail in his betting slip and have the money transferred to his account. If they refused to pay, he could get Tutu to use her hacking skills to secure his money.

Now, he needed to figure out a way to fight his way out of the stadium. Yes, he had to kill his way out; leaving peacefully was not an option.

The reason Edward had issued the kill order at that moment was because many powerful masters from the Hell Organization were present, ostensibly to support him. They all considered Edward the undisputed King of Gamblers. Once they received his kill order, they all fixed their eyes on Zhang Bin. The powerful Cultivators locked onto him with their imposing auras.

As the audience left, the masters didn't retreat but swarmed towards Zhang Bin instead. Their faces bore vicious grins, their eyes gleamed with the light of death, and their bodies exuded a bloody scent. Clearly, they had killed countless people before. Since the World King of Gamblers competition was held in a stadium, they naturally converged on Zhang Bin from all directions.

"Aaah..."

Zhang Bin feigned a look of extreme terror and dashed into the restroom that Changdao Sheng had entered. The stadium had been specially modified, so the central area included not only a podium but also restrooms. This was the only place Zhang Bin could hide.

It was still afternoon, not yet dark, and he didn't want to fly into the sky. Almost every American was armed, and the members of the Hell Organization were no exception. Moreover, some of these individuals were powerful Golden Core Realm Cultivators capable of Sword Control, and there were even powerful Superpower Users with Telekinesis who could also fly. Escaping by air would not only fail but also expose his strength. Furthermore, Edward Buck had undoubtedly set up experts outside to intercept him. Flying would be like willingly walking into a trap.

Changdao Sheng was still inside, washing his hands and vomiting. Seeing Zhang Bin enter, he became furious and postured as if to attack.

A malevolent grin appeared on Zhang Bin's face as he shouted, "They're coming to kill someone! You'd better figure out how to save yourself!"

"Damn it! What do you mean 'coming to kill someone'? You're the one who led them here! I'm going to kill you!" outraged, Changdao Sheng threw a fierce punch at Zhang Bin's face.

However, he hit nothing but air. Zhang Bin nimbly dodged, rushed into a stall against the wall, and locked the door tightly behind him.

An idiot. Hiding in a toilet stall? Does he think that will save him? A scornful sneer appeared on Changdao Sheng's face. However, he also grew tense as he heard the sound of footsteps as dense as falling rain, signaling that the members of the Hell Organization were truly on their way. Would they kill him as well? Perhaps fleeing is the safer option.

Therefore, he no longer had time to deal with Zhang Bin and could only look for a way to escape. To his frustration, the restroom had no windows, only walls. So, he fiercely punched the wall, blowing a huge hole in it. He squeezed through the hole like a rat.

"He's escaping! Kill him!"

As debris flew everywhere, the many Hell Organization members who heard the sound rushed over. Without a word, they bombarded Changdao Sheng with a rain of kicks and punches.

BANG, BANG, BANG...

Shocked and furious, Changdao Sheng desperately swung his limbs to fend off their attacks. But how could two fists compete against so many, let alone the onslaught of dozens, nearly a hundred, experts?

Thus, in just a few moments, he lay on the ground like a dead dog, completely motionless. An untold number of his bones were broken, and his face was bruised and swollen. But he was, after all, an incredibly powerful Superpower User. His vitality was strong, and he wasn't dead yet. He let out a piercing shout, "Don't kill me! I'm not Zhang Bin! I'm Changdao Sheng!"

What? Changdao Sheng? The Hell Organization members were all astonished. Had they attacked the wrong person? They had only received Edward's kill order for Zhang Bin; they were naturally there to kill him, not Changdao Sheng.

Immediately, they became furious. The bald leader kicked Changdao Sheng hard in the thigh. "If you're not Zhang Bin, then why the hell did you smash the wall and run? Were you covering for him? Or have you gone stupid from eating crap and are just itching for a beating?"

I feel like weeping, but no tears will come. What on earth happened to me today? How could I have believed Zhang Bin's words and let him trick me so completely? I took this beating for nothing. Ablaze with fury, he yelled desperately, "Quick, catch him! He's still in the restroom, hiding in one of the stalls!"

There were indeed many members of the Hell Organization. Although most of them had gone to beat up Changdao Sheng, they had still managed to block the restroom door and hadn't seen anyone escape.

The bald leader smirked viciously. He grabbed Changdao Sheng, held him up as a shield, and crawled through the hole into the restroom. Clearly, he was using Changdao Sheng to shield himself from Zhang Bin's attacks. However, his action was unnecessary, as Zhang Bin launched no attack.

Changdao Sheng was furious but dared not show it. He just pointed at the stall where Zhang Bin was hiding and yelled, "He's hiding in there! Catch him, kill him!" He now hated Zhang Bin to his very core, wishing for him to die a miserable death right before his eyes.

"Zhang Bin, come out and die! Not even the gods can save you now!" the bald leader shouted with a ferocious smile, as he and his subordinates prepared to attack.

But the stall was deathly quiet, as if no one was there.

"Damn it, there's no one inside!" a Cultivator who had reached the Liquid Transformation Late Stage sensed with his Divine Sense and shouted in surprise.

BANG!

The bald leader kicked the door open. Staring with wide eyes, he saw that not only was there no person inside, there wasn't even a ghost.

Changdao Sheng looked baffled. "How did he get out of a sealed stall?"

"You bastard! How dare you deceive me?" The bald leader slapped Changdao Sheng across the face several times, nearly bursting his head.