The water in the Milky Way drips on your cheeks and always shines like that. The deadly sulfuric acid slides on my arms, outlining scars. Who can say, which one is not beautiful?

My father followed my grandfather into the casino again. The familiar waiter was about to stop my father, but he clicked on the grandfather not far away and said that it was my father. The waiter quickly changed his face and smiled and moved out of the place. Why did grandfather come to such a place? The waiter just said that the money exchanged here is measured in tens of thousands of units. When he was just released from prison, he would come here to spend it.

The air conditioner here was very hot. My father took off his coat and hung it on his hand to prevent his clothes from being discovered by his grandfather. Just as the moment he took off his clothes, he found that his grandfather had left the gambling table just now, turned around and walked into a small room with a man wearing a flowery T-shirt.

Seeing that man combed his hair on his back, holding half a lit cigarette in his hand, he was walking casually and looked like he was not a good person. His father followed him, but he couldn't lean on the door of the room to eavesdrop. There were people nearby, and if someone found it, it would not be a problem that could be solved by a single blow. Even if his father was able to survive, he might not be able to save himself, and he didn't seem to be able to continue to follow. So he planned to get up and go home, and when his grandfather came back, he would ask him what was going on. He lost everything because of gambling, but now he came back and said that he wanted to live a good life, and he had to come out for a few hours to take a gamble.

I don’t know why, but I felt a little familiar with the man in front of me who was dressed so coquettishly. Maybe this is the only reason why I am my own in the entire casino. After entering the room, the man sat on a chair behind an office desk and looked at his grandfather. The atmosphere was so high that he was very awkward. Grandpa could only take a few glances and sat on the sofa against the wall and lit a cigarette.

"Are you here to connect with me?"

The man wearing a floral T-shirt and a white tie nodded, and then looked at his grandfather with a look.

"You know who I am."

The man nodded again and looked at his grandfather with a smile. This made his grandfather feel uncomfortable all over. On the one hand, he felt that he had found the wrong person and was caught by the underworld. The undercover mission has not started yet, and then it is over. On the other hand, the government may not like women, and also like the middle-aged man who has all his grandchildren. Maybe he has experienced his age, so he feels a little...

"Can you say a word?"

Some people finally couldn't help asking. This time, they answered him not as nodded as usual, but a sudden shaking of his head. What does this mean? If you don't want to speak, you're still a mute at all.

Next, the man stretched out his index finger and pointed at his mouth, then shook his hand at his grandfather, then realized that he was a mute.

What's going on? Can the mute be an undercover now? Or is it that the government just pushes himself into the fire pit. What can this mute help him? Grandpa buried his head in his palm, and almost burst into tears. At this time, a man in a suit pushed the door and first talked to the man in a floral T-shirt and then occupied the back of the desk.

"This brother Bai was our boss who specially ordered you to pick you up, saying that you are his best brother in prison. If this person comes, let us pick you up well."

Grandpa then remembered that when he ran out last time, Heilong told him that there was indeed a casino in this place that he was under his control, and said that if he was targeted by the police, he would come here to the limelight. He also said that if he had something to do in the future or wanted to work with him, he would go there to find him. At that time, he had never thought that he would be in the underworld and didn't listen carefully.

It seems that this mute is an undercover agent, and the maid next to him who is speaking should still be a Black Dragon person. So he deliberately pretended that he had not had a connection with the white guy just now:

"I was about to say why this person always didn't speak. I was anxious. It turned out that you were the ones who were ordered by the Black Dragon to pick me up, so I'm relieved. Then my elder brother will be released from prison tomorrow. You have to prepare to take him back. Look at the chips I just got, can I go and play two games first?"

Grandpa turned around and was about to go out when the man in a suit grabbed his arm:

"Brother Long gave the order. If you come here early and tomorrow, you will pick him up with us. He wants to tell you something in person."

Then he let go of his grandfather's arm and let him go out.

Holding the chips in my hand, my grandfather was really nervous. In the past, the undercovers who read the novels in those novels were all free and easy to go. Unexpectedly, I was frightened to death just now. If something was wrong, it would be a disaster. The days ahead are the beginning of pain, so let's go and go ahead. Now that I have so much money in my hand, I will have fun first, regardless of whether he will die or live tomorrow.

If you are the first day as an undercover agent, you look at the eyes of the whole world, and each pair seems to be able to see through your heart. You feel that the whole world sees that you are an undercover agent, and you feel that your head will be shot through by a bullet anytime and anywhere. Grandpa looks at the big and thick people in the casino, and those eyes are staring at him like hungry wolf. It seems that one person suddenly stands out and points at his nose and shouts as an undercover agent, and then they all pounce on him and bites his grandfather into pieces.

After my father returned home, he couldn't calm down for a long time. He rushed upstairs angrily and picked up the wine glass and drank it in one sip. He turned around and sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. His mother hugged me and lay on the bed inexplicably, watching his father's series of actions. Fortunately, I was still awake and playing with small toys, otherwise it would have been cold again.

"Who is choking you again? Why are you so angry?"

My father's eyes swayed left and right a few times:

"Who else can I be my unsatisfied father. I kept saying that I would come back to live a stable life, and he lived a stable life like this. I knew that dogs couldn't change their shit, and he was such a person. I almost believed that he really wanted to change it. I didn't expect that he had just been released and went to the old road again. This time I was quite betting, and I went to the foreign casino. I really misread him, damn it."

My mother looked at me and then at my father:

"How are you sure he is going to bet on money? He just arrived home alone and didn't ask us where we wanted money. Is it right? Who doesn't know that he has no money in this world? Who would lend him money to bet on him? You probably misunderstood. Besides, how could you see him in a foreign casino?"

My father snatched out the cigarette butt:

"Don't worry about that, I just saw it anyway. Can I still not recognize my own father? He is still holding a lot of money. I really don't know what's wrong with him."

Mother lowered her head and thought:

"It's useless to be angry now. Why don't we just wait for him to come back and ask carefully? You haven't eaten lunch yet. There is still some food downstairs. You can go and keep your stomach hungry. Don't be hungry anymore. These angry people are prone to hunger."

My father waved his hand, took away the cigarettes and lighters on the table, ran downstairs and drove away on a motorcycle. This time he ran to a familiar small casino, and the father and son were indeed the same. However, my father was still a little brainy at that time and knew that he could not bet on big bets, so he stayed obediently at the level of the golden flower.

The conversation that just happened was clearly heard by the grandmother who had been standing at the stairs. She could understand the father's general meaning. Unexpectedly, after returning, her husband, who looked like a good man, returned to the gambling table. Although she had not done her best, the family was ruined by him at the beginning, and now she still had to go to gambling. The key was that the bet was quite small, which really made people feel a little disappointed.

What is even more unexpected is that when my son heard that I was going to gamble, he ran around and did some tricks. Isn’t this nonsense?

...

Grandpa found a mahjong table and sat down. I have been watching it for more than ten years but I don’t understand how to play it. But I heard that this kind of gambling method can be big or small. In a place where I plant, it must be no difference between losing money and throwing money. Moreover, although the two of you are good at gambling, this card skill is really apart from being a bad guy. Grandpa chose this kind of gambling method but he couldn’t understand the other gambling tables at all. Sitting here also makes me really gambling. This makes people feel that he is not so abrupt. If there is a table next to him playing bullfighting, he probably is willing to live here. The old saying is always right. It is easy to change the country and nature are hard to change. The first thing a gambler in his heart is always gambling.

The chips in grandfather's hand were about to be lost soon. He planned to exchange the remaining money for money and take them home. Maybe his family would feel that he was really going to make money outside. However, as soon as he got up, he was stopped by several men in black suits. The man who just spoke to him on behalf of Brother Bai appeared in front of him again:

"Didn't I tell you just now? Tomorrow you want to follow us to pick up Brother Long. Let's live here today. It's delicious and delicious. If you don't have money, you can take it again. How long you want to play, it's yours. If you want a big job, I can also call you a girl to accompany you. Don't think about it when you go back. Let's talk about it tomorrow. What do you think?"

Grandpa lowered his head and thought for a while. It was not impossible to live here. The environment here is good and there were many fun things. But what should his family members who just came out and didn't go home at night? The key is that there is no gambling method that he likes to play here. It is impossible to watch himself go back in front of him, so he thought for a while and said something:

"Then... are there anyone who can play bullfighting..."

This answer made the man in a suit stunned for a moment, and then he lost his smile:

"Okay, no problem. As long as you stay here, everything is easy to say. I will ask someone to start a bullfighting game for you immediately. You can just take the chips and have fun."

This answer made my grandfather very satisfied, and instantly abandoned the idea of ​​going home. The gambling table quickly opened, and many people who played bullfighting quickly came. It seemed that this kind of gambling was still very popular. The casino owner who watched this thought that he would open a bullfighting table every day in the future. The happiest person in the game was grandfather. Although he was not always winning money, his current expression made everyone think that he was a brainless gambler.

When I had fun, the day passed quickly, and the night was no exception. My father went home after the game. He went to bed cursingly at midnight, and grandma waited at the door of the house for a whole night but didn't see anyone. This time, my grandfather's inexplicable night was heartbroken.

Grandpa, who was sleeping on the gambling table, was next to a smoked ashtray next to him. Several men in suits walked around him and patted her on the shoulder:

"Brother Xu, Brother Xu, it's time to wake up. We're leaving for Brother Long."

Grandpa squinted his eyes and straightened his back, wiped the corner of his mouth, and half of his face turned red because he leaned against the gambling table and had folds on it. The man who left his grandpa here didn't know where he got a black coat and put it on it:

"Master Xu, it's cold outside. We should leave after getting dressed."

After nodding, he stood up and took a teapot and drank it all. Then he followed the people outside and entered a black car. The maid sitting next to him handed him a cigarette as soon as he entered the door. He thought the service was quite good and he could smoke as soon as he came out. After he resumed, the car drove forward on the road.

I don’t know how long it took to drive, but my grandfather saw a familiar place. This place was the place where he was detained for a year and also where his good brother Black Dragon was detained. Now there is more than an hour before the Black Dragon is released. Everyone stood outside the car and took a neat formation, waiting for the Black Dragon Boss to appear.

Everyone had a serious expression on their faces, which made him dare not smoke a cigarette. Then the man walked to his grandfather again:

"Brother Xu, why don't you get in the car and wait. It's a bit cold outside, so we'll just wait here. If the Black Dragon Boss is frozen, it's time to blame us."

Grandpa waved his hand:

"I'm not that delicate, I'll just wait here. You can let those people smoke. I don't dare to smoke if they don't smoke."

The man was stunned for a while, then turned around and shouted:

"Everyone smokes!"

Everyone looked back at the man in surprise, took out a cigarette from his pocket and started smoking it. Grandpa also lit one. This gang is different, like an army, and it was uniform at the command, which is really good.
Chapter completed!