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Chapter 1558 Father and Son Gamblers

The place A-can mentioned was an old street in Wanzhong.

When a few of us drove there, it was already past midnight.

The entire old street, except for massage parlors and shampoo rooms, is lit with pink lights.

Only the mahjong parlor where Achan and the others were playing cards was left, and the lights were still on.

We deliberately drove past the door slowly and looked through the glass door.

You can vaguely see that there are crowds of people inside.

Stopping the car in a dark place, I confessed to the three of them:

"The three of you are watching outside. Be careful of A-can's deception. I'm going in alone. If anything happens, can you still handle it..."

Now I still don't understand who this A-chan is, so I have to be careful.

As soon as I entered this mahjong parlor, I couldn't help but frown.

This mahjong parlor is not big, it only looks like sixty or seventy square feet.

There were not too many people, only seven or eight people, playing poker around a table.

But even so, the room was filled with smoke.

Even if the doors and windows are all open, it still makes people feel uncomfortable.

There is also a simple shelf on the left side of the door.

There are some cheap tobacco, alcohol and instant noodles on the shelves.

As soon as I walked in, a naked man lying on a rocking chair under the shelf asked me angrily:

"What do you do?"

This guy is not very old, he looks to be in his early twenties.

He also has dragon and tiger tattoos on his body, making him look like a street gangster.

Before I could say anything, A-chan turned to look at me and said:

"It's okay, you're looking for me!"

The young man immediately lay down on the rocking chair and ignored me.

I walked over and took a look. Everyone was playing with pickles.

It doesn’t seem like the game is big, with a total of only tens of thousands of dollars on the table.

Acan was sitting in the village with a cigarette in his mouth and squinted eyes.

While dealing the cards, he asked me without looking back:

"Why are you here by yourself?"

"She's outside, I'm sorry to come in..."

I told a lie.

Acan chuckled and said:

"Then let her wait for a while. When my village comes down, we can go happily..."

I didn't say anything, just casually watching the excitement.

A Can's opposite door is a man in his forties. Although this man is fierce, he looks a bit naive.

He was also shirtless. Compared with the gangster at the door, this guy was much stronger.

There are obvious scars on his chest, shoulders and head.

When A-chan's cards were dealt to him, he couldn't help but say:

"Liu Yitiao, you are such a big boss, why do you only pay 500 yuan?"

Liu Yitiao scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"What a bullshit boss. The daily fees I charge in this mahjong parlor are not enough to lose to you. If you don't, I will bet five thousand. I owe you four thousand seven first. If I lose, I will give it to you in a few days."

…”

Even I thought it was a bit ridiculous. This Liu Yitiao might be the worst mahjong parlor owner I have ever seen.

Acan chuckled, looked back at me with a sly look, and asked:

"Do you know why Boss Liu is called Liu Yitiao?"

I shook my head.

Acan looked slightly satisfied and pursed his lips toward the door.

"Have you seen all the shops on this street? They are all owned by other people..."

ah?

I'm slightly surprised.

There are so many shops that only collect rent and do nothing, which is enough for a lifetime.

As soon as Acan finished speaking, Liu Tiaotiao immediately made a grimace and said:

"What are you talking about? You've already fucking lost to others. All that's left is this little shabby room. Which of you people hasn't won my money? And you, A-chan, you're nothing."

Good man, do you have a way of not losing to you?"

Everyone laughed, it seemed that everyone won money from him.

To be honest, this mallet is the most popular.

The gambling is good and there is money.

Acan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and said:

"Boss Liu, you owe money, okay. But if you lose, you can't sell this house to anyone else. You have to sell it to me!"

Before Liu Yitiao could say anything, the little gangster on the recliner suddenly sat up.

He strode up to Liu Yitiao and said:

"Dad, get up and I'll come!"

Liu Yitiao turned to glare at him and said dissatisfied:

"What the hell, come on. Today is the day, you're going to fucking lose all day. How about I have no money to place a bet now? Just watch while I'm at it..."

It seems that this father and son are a pair of gamblers.

The boy didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he could only stand aside angrily and watch the fun.

Acan continued to deal the cards, and when he was dealt the cards, I glanced at them.

At this moment, I couldn't help but smile.

No wonder this bastard was able to win the house, he turned out to be a cheater.

The world is in the palm of your hand, and the cards are hidden in your hand.

This little dirty trick actually allowed him to win so much.

He was also lucky enough to meet a stickman like Liu Yitiao.

As soon as the cards were dealt, Liu Yitiao looked at the cards first.

Before he could reach him, he suddenly slammed the cards on the table.

This sudden sound startled Ah Can.

When everyone looked at it, they saw that the two cards Liu Yiyi showed up were eight points.

"What time do you?"

Liu Yitiao asked loudly.
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