The most lively nights in Mengluo Town are two types of places. The first type is the place where you can deliver chicken soup ten times at a time. The second type is the gambling shops of all sizes. The only men here seem to be
There are two types of amateur activities, one is to "drink chicken soup" and the other is to bet.
In a short and old bungalow, a group of men were surrounding a large round table, with different expressions under the dim lights, but they were all worried and less happy. The happiest people in the casino will always be the dealer.
They bet on the simplest and most common dice, six dices are pressed down on the size. Although it is late at night, time is the least valuable thing in the casino. Any casino has a small detail, that is, in the casino
You will never hang items such as clocks that represent time.
"Open, three six three five, big, haha, Saro, you should be completely honest now."
The dealer was holding a cigarette roll in his mouth, looking at a man with a full face in front of him with a full face. This man with a full face called Saro seemed very unlucky today. He had lost twelve times in a row, and he was the first one.
Completely lose no point in the money on his body.
"***, I don't believe in this evil, I'll give it to me another ten thousand!" Saro seemed very dissatisfied. Like many gamblers, the one who lost was not to stop, but to turn the bill.
"Haha, I said, Saro, it's not the first time you've been here. You don't know the rules here. You can give you 20,000 yuan at most. Today I've given you 10,000 yuan. If you don't have to, you'll still have money another day.
Let's come back." The dealer looked at Saro with a smile.
"Damn, the rules are not determined by people. Are you afraid that I will pay them back without money? Leave less time and give out another 10,000 yuan. If I rely on a penny, I will not be raised by my own mother." Saro was shocked.
, and immediately slapped the table and said loudly.
"Haha, I'm not interested in whether you are raised by your mother. Even if you are lying out of the pig's butt, it has nothing to do with me. If you want me to put another 10,000 yuan, then you have to follow
Do the rules!" The dealer looked at Saro with a cigarette in his mouth.
Saro's small eyes were wide open, the flesh on his face was trembling slightly, and suddenly he pulled out a dagger from his waist, and his other hand spread his fingers on the table, staring at the dealer and shouting: "Isn't it just one?"
Is my finger? I, Saro, can afford it, but I tell you, I lost a finger here today, and I will definitely win back here twice the price in the future!"
After saying that, Saro gritted his teeth and chopped off the dagger at his little finger. The gamblers and onlookers had no expressions. In the casino, this kind of thing was really more common than eating.
Just as the tip of the knife was one inch away from his little finger, it suddenly stopped. A hand suddenly appeared on Sara's wrist. This hand looked very beautiful, with white and slender fingers, but it was very stable. It was held on Sara's wrist.
Even a slightest movement was not allowed.
"You can win back the lost money, but the chopped fingers can never grow again. Isn't this brother too stupid to do this?"
Saro turned his head and looked at the owner who made the sound. His ordinary facial features and ordinary appearance. Except for his eyes that were a bit unique, his face was too ordinary.
"Who are you!" Saro looked at the face of his face and asked in a deep voice.
The man smiled, narrowed his eyes and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, but I can keep your finger on your palm."
As he said that, the man gently slapped the slave's mouth to a young man with a solid figure and dark skin beside him. The young man took out a check from his arms and put it on the table.
The man let go of Sara's wrist and said to the dealer: "This is one million. In addition to helping the Sara brother pay back all the debts owed by this Sara brother, let the Sara brother play here for the rest.
Have fun!”
"One million!" Everyone widened their eyes. In such a small gambling house, one million is a large number.
"Brother Sharo, what do you think?" The man narrowed his eyes and looked at Sharo who was stunned.
"No matter who you are and what purpose you have, I will take over the money, but I will agree first. If I lose, I will not have the money to pay you back." Saro is not the kind of stupid guy who believes that pie will fall from the sky.
.
The man smiled, "The money I gave was never a habit of taking back."
As he said that, the man also took out a check and put it on the table, and said to the dealer: "I still have one million here, and I don't know if I can wrap this table."
The dealer nodded and said, "According to the rules, you can only be able to take over the platform if you don't have to put more than 10,000 yuan."
"Then keep shaking."
The dealer spit out the cigarette butt from his mouth, and shook it with both hands.
"Buy it and leave!" The dealer deducted the dice cup.
The man glanced at Saro and smiled and said, "Brother Saro, please ask first."
Saro twitched the corner of his mouth, "Twenty thousand, small!"
The man said lightly: "Then I will buy a 50,000 yuan!"
The dice cup is opened, five, one is six, and thirty o'clock is big.
"Damn it!" Sharo cursed inwardly, and then said, "I'll buy this for 50,000!"
The man said slowly: "I'll buy a big one, 100,000!"
The dice cup opened, it was big again.
In less than an hour, Saro lost all of his millions, but the man won one and a half million.
The dealer's face was a little anxious. Although he won all Saro, the chief engineer still lost 500,000 and said to the man: "Do you still want to continue?"
The man shrugged, "I don't have the habit of betting alone."
The dealer gritted his teeth and looked at Sharo who looked dejected and said, "Saro, are you still playing? I can give you another 100,000 yuan."
Saro sighed and said, "I won't play anymore, I'll admit defeat today."
The dealer's face began to turn gloomy.
At this moment, the young man suddenly said, "I have a habit of gambling, that is, I don't like others being unhappy, but you don't look happy at all now."
As he said that, the man thought again and said, "But I have a way to make you happy."
After saying that, the man suddenly pushed a lot of weights in front of him forward and said, "The dealer is unhappy because the dealer loses money, and the Saro brothers are unhappy because they lose money, so I think if
You must be very happy if you return the money to you."
The crowd was a little restless, and they were sure that this person had either a brain problem or had too much money to use.
"What? Are you not satisfied with my idea?" The man saw that the dealer and Saro did not move, and squinted his eyes and said lightly.
"Satisfied and satisfied, nothing is more satisfying than this." The dealer smiled and took the weight in front of him. He was indeed very satisfied regardless of whether the other party had a brain problem or not.
But Saro did not go to get the check immediately, but looked at the strange man and said, "You must have the conditions!"
The man looked at Saro, smiled, and said, "I have given one million in vain, of course I have the conditions." After a pause, the man continued to smile and said, "My condition is that you must invite me today.
Drink the best wine.”
Saro was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed: "This condition is really great. I not only invite you to drink the best wine, but I also want to invite you to drink at the best tavern in the town!"
The best tavern in the town mentioned by Saro is actually a dilapidated wooden house next to a deserted tomb next to the town.
"This is the best tavern in the town." Saro stood by the door of the wooden house and said with a smile: "Please, please."
The two young men looked at each other, and the ordinary-looking young man nodded and said, "This is indeed the best tavern in the town."
There was only one bed and a dilapidated table in the wooden house. The three of them sat in three directions of the table, but there was only tea and no wine on the table. The three of them sat like this, no one spoke or touched them.
The pot of steaming tea in the middle of the table.
"Do you know who is buried outside?" Saro suddenly said in a deep voice.
The man smiled and said, "I know, the police and undercover buried outside are all disguised policemen and undercover people, and some of the policemen and undercover people you think are disguised."
Saro suddenly slapped the table and said loudly: "Then you dare to come!"
The man laughed and said, "The Golden Triangle is indeed well-known, even a small contact makes me so angry."
The flesh on Saro's face sucked and said coldly: "Who are you?"
The man said lightly: "Huaxia Red Gang!"
Saro was stunned and said with a vigilant look on his face: "I know the people who come to deal with us every year, why haven't I seen you before!"
The man said, "From now on, we will be the ones who deal with you every year."
Saro said, "Why should I believe you!"
The man smiled and said to the young man next to him who had not spoken out: "Xiao Yong, it seems that he doesn't believe us."
The man smiled, took something out of his waist, placed it in front of Sara, and said, "Do you know this thing?"
Saro picked up the thing in confusion and looked at it, then said in surprise: "The token of the head of the Huaxia Red Gang! How could it be in your hands!"
The young man said lightly: "The token of the head of the Red Gang is naturally kept by the head of the Red Gang, and this is nothing strange."
Sharo said: "But isn't the head of the Red Gang **?"
The young man said: "My name is Wei Yong, and I am now the agent leader of the Red Gang!"
These two young people are Xiao Yi and Wei Yong. There are two days left before the Golden Triangle's harvest celebration, so the Golden Triangle has not yet sent an envoy to receive representatives of various gangs. If you want to enter the Golden Triangle in advance, you must find another way.
This Sharo is a liaison officer who was placed in Mengluo by the Golden Triangle. Xiao Yi thought of entering the Golden Triangle through this person.
Although the Chinese Red Gang is not as huge as the Shenwu Society, it can also rank among the gangs in the world. It is also an important customer of the Golden Triangle in China. Therefore, Sharo also has a certain understanding of the Red Gang, although it is not at the moment.
I knew the two people in front of me, but he still knew the token of the head of the Red Gang. As the liaison officer of the Golden Triangle, one of the skills they must master is to be able to skillfully distinguish the tokens of major gangs in the world to avoid being deceived.
After confirming that the token was not abnormal, Saro's tone also eased and said in confusion: "What's wrong with you looking for me?"
Wei Yong said: "I want you to take us to meet your general."
Saro was stunned and said, "The day after tomorrow is the harvest celebration. You Hong Gang can just go there directly. There is a special reception envoy who contacts you the day after tomorrow. Why are you looking for me?"
At this time, Xiao Yi suddenly spoke: "I mean, I will see your general tomorrow!"
Saro waved his hand quickly and said, "This is not OK, I..."
Saro said, suddenly stopping because a check suddenly appeared in front of him, and the amount on it clearly stated five million!