Five minutes later, Yang Fan walked out of his cousin's rented house with a livid face.

From the man's words, Yang Fan learned that his cousin Zhao Mingxin originally worked with this man driving screws in Fukang Community, but later he met a friend from Da Ma Village, and then changed jobs.

At first, the man was unwilling to mention his cousin's job. Later, under Yang Fan's coercion, the man revealed that Zhao Mingxin worked in an underground casino.

Basically he works night shift every day, and he himself has become addicted to gambling. This incident was because he owed a huge gambling debt to the casino, so he was arrested.

Without further ado, after going downstairs, Yang Fan came directly to Li Ruoxi’s car and said:

"You go back first, and you don't have to worry about the rest of the matter. I'll just take care of it!"

Dama Village is not very far from here, it only takes about ten minutes to walk there, so he thought about letting Li Ruoxi go back first.

Moreover, Dama Village, like the place where he is now, is an urban village. It is located in a remote place and is a bit more chaotic than here. It is almost a slum in Xishan City.

He didn't want to take Li Ruoxi there, after all, he wouldn't be relieved if he left Li Ruoxi alone in the car.

But following him into the casino, once things get out of control, there will be a lot of trouble!

"Why? No, I have to follow. What happened to my cousin? You look so solemn?"

Li Ruoxi still disagreed, looking at Yang Fan's face she couldn't help but ask.

In the end, Yang Fan told Li Ruoxi the matter under Li Ruoxi's questioning, and expressed his concerns, hoping that the girl would give up and go back.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Li Ruoxi was even more reluctant to leave and insisted on following Yang Fan.

In desperation, Yang Fan had no choice but to make an agreement with Li Ruoxi that he could go, but he could only wait in the car outside the village and call him if anything happened!

After several wranglings, Li Ruoxi finally agreed to his request.

The two got in the car and set off, arriving at the entrance of Dama Village in five minutes.

"I know, if you don't get out of the car, turn off the lights, lock the door, and wait in the car, it will definitely be well hidden!"

Seeing Yang Fan's gaze, Li Ruoxi quickly stretched out her hand to assure her.

Yang Fan smiled and nodded, then got out of the car and walked into the village.

Dama Village is not very big, and the self-built houses inside are scattered in an orderly manner, which makes it look very messy.

After walking around, Yang Fan didn't find anything that looked like an underground casino. There were only two yellow-haired gangsters outside a seemingly ordinary mahjong parlor, who seemed to be watching.

Yang Fan found a convenience store, bought a pack of Hetianxia, ​​walked over and said:

"Hey, buddy, let me ask you something!"

As he spoke, Yang Fan handed each of the two Huang Maos a cigarette, and then continued:

"I heard that there is a fun place in Dama Village now. I don't know where it is? I want to go there."

"Oh, that's easy to say."

Not reaching out to hit the smiling person, let alone He Tianxia, ​​one of the yellow hairs immediately showed a lewd smile, pointed in one direction and continued:

"The hair salon there, the lady who owns it is thirty-two years old, and she still has charm. After entering, she walked straight inside and there was a bed. Don't talk too much, just lie down on it and you can negotiate the price! These are the rules. After all, these years

The investigation is strict, if you go in and ask directly, you will be kicked out!"

Yang Fan's mouth twitched, what is this? Is this what I'm asking about?

"Brother, you are looking down on me. Do you think I am someone who plays cheap stuff? What I want is a place to play."

Yang Fan said, twirling his thumb and index finger.

"Oh, let's play cards. This is easy to say. This mahjong parlor has a business license. You can play for 10 or 20 cents. Do you want to go in and play?"

That Huang Mao was about to speak, but was interrupted by another Huang Mao, who pointed at the mahjong parlor behind him and said.

Obviously, this guy is more vigilant than the other one.

"Oh, since there's no big one, it's boring. Forget it, buddy, I'm leaving!"

Yang Fan looked at the mahjong parlor and sneered, with disdain in his eyes. He waved his hand and left, but in his heart he kept praying, "Call me, call me!"

Huang Mao, who was talking to Yang Fan at the beginning, saw that Yang Fan was really going to leave. He was a little anxious for a moment. He knew that they could get a lot of dividends by bringing people into the casino. How could he leave just looking at this opportunity? He hurriedly

He opened his mouth and said:

"Brother, wait a minute!"

"What's up?"

Yang Fan frowned and turned back, but his heart was filled with joy.

"Brother, how big do you want to play? How much money did you bring?"

The Huang Mao approached Yang Fan directly, looked around, and when he saw that no one else was nearby, he asked in a low voice.

"Not much, only six to seven hundred thousand."

Yang Fan took out his bank card, waved his hand and said, then immediately showed a look of realization and said:

"Brother, I asked you why you have nothing for a while. Do you think I am a cat? Do I have so much money for the little public food I eat when I am a cat?"

"It's nothing. I just didn't react. I was confused. Let's do this. There's an automatic teller machine over there. Get some cash first and I'll take you to a big place!"

Huang Mao sneered and said haha.

"Okay, as long as you can play."

Yang Fan nodded, found the self-service teller machine under Huang Mao's guidance, withdrew 300,000 in cash, and then followed Huang Mao into the mahjong parlor.

Behind the mahjong parlor is a small courtyard.

Without saying hello, Huang Mao brought Yang Fan in with familiarity. In the main room, there were several big men drinking wine and chatting.

Huang Mao walked over and said something to the other party. One of the big men came out, glanced at Yang Fan a few times, and then covered Yang Fan's eyes.

Then there was a "rumbling" sound in Yang Fan's ears, and then Yang Fan felt himself being pulled toward a downward staircase.

"These people are really cautious. They say it's an underground casino, but it's actually open underground!"

Yang Fan thought for a while and counted the number of steps going down. When they reached the bottom, Yang Fan calculated that there were more than forty steps in total, as high as two floors.

Then there was another sound, and Yang Fan heard a noisy sound.

"We're here, let's go in!"

Huang Mao's voice rang in his ears, and then the black cloth in front of Yang Fan was taken away, and the situation in the casino came into view.

The whole place was full of smoke. I don’t know how many cigarettes I smoked to achieve this ecstatic effect.

There were more than a dozen gambling tables of various sizes inside, and there were quite a few people surrounding each table, all shouting something loudly.

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