"Impossible, how can someone like him have friends? You are deceiving people." Zhang Ya does not trust people easily.
"Believe it or not, why don't you just go and see where the private money is hidden?" Bai Ze rolled his eyes, sometimes he was really speechless.
With a suspicious attitude, Zhang Ya went to the place where the private money was hidden, and found that it was actually there.
I muttered to myself, how could I get so many red tickets when I was just doing nothing on weekdays?
Zhang Ya shuddered, could it be...could she be doing nothing good?
Her mother Shen Hui came out and saw her daughter like this, so she asked, "Xiaoya, who is she?"
"Mom, no one, just a friend of the man who claimed to be that man. He said he brought the bank card password and the address of the small vault." Zhang Ya told the truth.
"Ignore it, it's probably a lie, and don't think about how your father could have friends." When Shen Hui talked about Zhang Li, she had a look of pain and sorrow on her face. How could she have become like this when she was the one she loved?
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"Mom, I really found the small vault. There is a lot of money in it." Zhang Ya interrupted her mother's speech.
"Ah?" Shen Hui was stunned. Looking back, it seems that this guy also has a hobby, which is fried golden flowers.
One piece at a time, if you fill it up, you can...
After thinking about it carefully, when Zhang Li opened a small shop, he saw the shop and found that there was always someone worth ten or eight yuan every day. Now that he thinks about it, he must have secretly saved it at that time.
This thing makes people addicted. When it is red, hundreds of dollars a day is a small amount.
When it comes to skinning, one building per night is a small amount.
Although Zhang Li is a jerk, the goddess of luck often favors him. On average, one leopard will appear in every ten games.
Even if Guns N' Roses met, they would only hate the northwest.
Even those who organize the game can only say that this guy is very evil. Even with a single gun, he can be sure to hit a hundred.
After decades of fighting, he now has a rich family background.
Only then did Shen Hui react and welcome Bai Ze into the house.
Bai Ze told Zhang Li's last wish, and Shen Hui remained silent.
In silence, Bai Ze left quietly.
Back at the tavern, Black and White Wuchang was already busy with business matters.
As soon as Bai Ze entered the door, he found that the tavern seemed to have undergone a different change. He couldn't tell what the specific changes were.
This feeling is amazing and everything is unexplainable.
The tavern is like the meat that falls from his belly, and he is the mother of the tavern.
The business was as lively as ever, and even when the guests from the underworld arrived, there were still people who were angry because they didn't eat the noodles from the tavern.
When the guest from the underworld arrived, Bai Ze discovered that this guy's knee was broken below the knee.
The fingers are also incomplete, and this guy is already quite old.
As soon as I came in, I sat down on the chair very quickly and ordered a bowl of clear soup noodles and a pound of Ecstasy wine.
When the clear soup noodles were served, the man said neatly: "Boss, how about we play a game?"
Bai Ze stared at the man with a smile on his face, showing interest.
"But it doesn't matter!" He said plainly, but he wanted to see what kind of tricks this game could bring.
"I have a handful of playing cards here. As long as I guess the number in your mind, how about a meal for you?" The man pretended to be profound.
"Okay, if you can really guess it, I'll treat you to this meal." Bai Ze became more interested when he heard this. He had only seen this kind of mind-reading magic in the Spring Festival Gala or short videos before. In reality, it is really
The eldest girl got on the sedan chair—the first time.
The man took out the playing cards and shuffled them with a trick that could only be seen in old-school Hong Kong movies.
After shuffling the cards, the man spread the playing cards flat on the table.
Bai Ze turned over a card at random and placed it in front of him.
The man put the remaining playing cards back in front of him and rubbed his fingers mysteriously.
"Boss, I think the number in your mind is 5211314." The man stared into Bai Ze's eyes.
Bai Ze nodded, not bad to have two brushes.
Hei Wuchang smiled sullenly and said nothing. Bai Wuchang shuddered and thought to himself, why is Lao Hei's expression so vulgar?
The man believed in his skills, then rubbed his fingers and stared into Bai Ze's eyes and said: "Boss, the number in your mind, no matter how much it is multiplied by, will always be equal to the multiplied number, so this number is 1 pair
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The man was confident of winning. He leaned straight back on the chair. He was sure to eat this meal.
"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong!" Bai Ze reached out to the cards on the table and threw them out as if he had exhausted all his strength.
The man opened his eyes. He was actually a 2. He had been studying this skill all his life. Unexpectedly, he lost here for the first time since he became famous. Could it be that this boss is a high-level existence like the God of Gamblers?
Looking at the 2 of hearts in front of me, I seem to be laughing at Li Shizhen's 2.
The man was immersed in failure and could not calm down for a long time.
Bai Ze was also thinking, he was obviously a 1, when did he develop his special powers, but he actually changed his cards midway?
Looking at Hei Wuchang in the corner, Hei Wuchang had a bad smile on his face. Bai Wuchang had such an expression as expected. Bai Ze suddenly realized that this dog guy was up to something.
Bai Ze followed the trick and returned to his normal state of mind. He looked at the man and said, "It's a pity that you can't get this meal for free.
According to the rules, you have stories and I have wine. If you drink this bowl of wine, your journey in life will not be in vain."
“What, boss, what do you mean, life is not in vain?
I, Stanley Ho, am living a good life, how could I not go in vain?" Stanley Ho still had some vague memories at first, but after so much time passed, he had long forgotten that he was dead.
"After drinking this glass of wine, you will naturally understand the things you need to understand, and you will also understand the things you pretend to be confused while pretending to understand." Bai Ze spoke a little too loudly, and He Hong was confused when he heard it.
I have never drunk this kind of ecstasy wine in my whole life, but I have heard of the ecstasy spring. Such a magical wine naturally aroused curiosity.
As I poured myself a glass, my past life was shown in reverse like a slideshow, from old to young, from existence to nothing, from glory to trough.
Ho Hong looked up to the sky and sighed, it turned out that he was really dead.
Life is so short that many things are still fresh in our memories.
I still remember that when I was young, as a village boy, I was obsessed with fried golden flowers. At that time, the children had no money.
The only bargaining chip is the bullets of the plastic shell gun, which cost five yuan a handful and carry at least 100 small balls.
Having small balls always feels rare, because only those who are celebrating the Chinese New Year will have such toys. It is snowing and the land is completely white. After playing with small balls, they will soon be lost.
In order to have more, Stanley Ho decisively joined the bureau organized by small partners.
Just move a few bricks and a deck of cards, and that's it.
We were all kids, and we didn't have much thought at that time. We just did it when we had some ideas, and flew away when we didn't.
I would play it every year until I entered junior high school and gradually became less close to my friends in the village, so I didn’t play it for a while.