Are You Desperate for Table Games? It Doesn't Matter, I'm Strong in the Background

[Two male protagonists + 1v1 double clean he + love and kill each other + true fragrance law + wife chasing crematorium + gambling table game] Being pulled into the dungeon world, Mu Yan originally thought that there were strange beasts showing their teeth and claws everywhere, blood spots could be seen everywhere, and they would be attacked inexplicably anytime and anywhere, and they would be over if they were not careful. The result is a brand new and splendid ancient building, with blue bricks and white tiles, festive red silk hangings, neatly arranged gambling tables, and three buildings with distinct colors. To enter the game, you have to place a bet and risk your life. There is no judge in front of the accounting hall, everyone is a gambler, and winning or losing is determined by fate. Mu Yan sneered, destiny? Screw grandpa's destiny, I'm the destiny. A real man never admits defeat and will fight to the death. He only has a baseball bat at the beginning and can kill through the entire dungeon. When he finishes playing this damn game, the first thing he does is send some idiot to hell. Fei·Ya, a certain idiot: ... Cough, what the heck, the Qing Account Hall is affiliated to the underworld, I am not talented, I am a minor official. Mu Yan:...... In this case, he originally thought that the people would not fight with the officials, but Suicheng thought about it, and he realized that something was wrong. The identity of the handsome man who was always observing him from behind seemed not to be simple. I thought she was jealous of his body, but turned out to be jealous of his temperament. Ask him if he is willing to be his successor. The advantage is that he will be on an equal footing with some idiot in the future. What else is there to say? Be polite when you see me in the future. I also have people behind me. Some hypnotists with sick minds should stay away from me. Fei, who had just begun to fall in love but had a sudden collapse:... Baby, that's wrong, okay? Mu Yan: At the door, turn right and roll