Chapter 60: The kindness is repaid, the enemy is wiped out, pure gambling!
"What? You want to learn gambling from me?"
On the rooftop of a residential building in Mong Kok, Yao Yang was not afraid of danger at all. He stood and looked down, but his face did not look good at all.
Beside him, Miss He had the same posture, standing side by side.
It turns out that early this morning, Miss He invited Yaoyang out to meet.
Thinking of Miss He's identity, as well as her help and friendship to him, Yaoyang came out of the police station without saying a word.
After the two met, according to Miss He's request, they casually walked to the rooftop of a residential building and had a conversation.
What Yaoyang didn't expect was that Miss He made a strange request: she actually wanted to learn gambling skills from him.
After being surprised, Yaoyang immediately looked at Miss He and said:
"Miss He, please stop joking. Everyone in the Macau He family in Southeast Asia doesn't know that it dominates the gambling industry and has countless masters. Even if you want to learn, there are plenty of people willing to teach you."
"I, Yaoyang, am just a small policeman. If I were asked to solve crimes and catch thieves, I consider myself to be no worse than anyone else, so I can start work right away. I only know a little bit about gambling, and I learned it from my colleagues in the Anti-Thousand Group of the Police Department.
Not worth mentioning at all.”
How could Miss He listen to Yaoyang's explanation? She smiled sweetly and said:
"Sir Lei, before the Mong Kok Heroes Meeting, you promised that you owed me a favor and I would come forward to help you. Now, I want you to repay this favor, do you want to break your promise?"
"Of course I have always remembered the favor I owe to Miss He, and I have never thought about not repaying it. As long as it is within the scope of my ability, Yaoyang, I can repay Miss He's favor immediately, but if you want me to teach gambling,
Miss He is indeed forcing someone to do something difficult."
Yaoyang gave an explanation without any embarrassment.
Of course, Yaoyang's explanation was actually for Miss He's benefit in a certain sense.
Yaoyang's gambling skills were all passed down by "Long Si", and the top ten explosive moves have long become legendary in the gambling world.
Let’s not mention whether Miss He can learn it or not. Even if she learns a move and uses it outside, she will be in great trouble. Just like in Swordsman, a sword manual to ward off evil spirits can make all the martial arts people in the world
Crazy, predatory, and unscrupulous.
Long Si's gambling skills are completely classified as "evil-proofing swordsmanship" in the gambling world. The shock and bloodshed he can cause will definitely be no less than those in Swordsman.
Now, the He family's predicament may disappear in a year, and Miss He will not be able to listen to any explanation. Seeing Yaoyang's resolute attitude, Miss He's smile faded, and she slowly began to talk about the world's "God of Gamblers Competition"
"The matter comes.
"God of Gamblers Contest?"
When Yaoyang heard this, he was not very concerned at first, but gradually became serious, and his mind was spinning rapidly:
"The first God of Gamblers Competition, let's talk about it, Gao Jin hasn't become famous yet, I don't know where he is hanging out!"
At the same time, Yaoyang immediately wanted to understand why Miss He had a sudden idea and came to him to learn gambling skills.
On the surface, Yaoyang asked in confusion: "Miss He, although I am a policeman, I also know that the gambling world has a long history. Wasn't there a God of Gamblers in so many years before? Why is this the first God of Gamblers Competition?"
"have!"
Miss He Da gave a concise answer and immediately explained:
"However, these are all self-proclaimed gambling circles around the world. Most of them are called gambling gods just because they can benefit the supporters behind them."
"There is a huge difference in quality among the gambling gods. Some gambling gods can't even compare to me."
"One year later, the World Gambling Association initiated the event and sincerely invited all the world's top players to participate. If you win, you will be the God of Gambling and be recognized by the entire world of gambling!"
"So that's it!"
Yaoyang nodded, somewhat understanding:
"Nowadays, there are many so-called gambling gods around the world, and most of them are probably hyped. To say that they themselves are gambling gods is better to say that they are the forces behind them."
"They only entertain themselves by calling themselves in their own territory. After they go out, they are not recognized by others at all."
Miss He didn't know what Yaoyang was thinking. She was afraid that she didn't speak clearly enough, and she didn't know whether it was because she trusted Yaoyang too much or for other reasons, so she also explained the difficulties faced by the He family in Macau.
Finally concluded:
"Sir Lei, you are one of the most skilled gamblers I have ever met. From our many contacts, I know very well that you don't like gambling."
"But this time it is related to the rise and fall of our entire He family. It would be shameless for me to force others to do something difficult."
Miss He did not make any promises, but silent promises are sometimes the best promises.
Yaoyang knew in his heart that if he agreed to Miss He, he would be regarded as a great benefactor by the He family in Macau from top to bottom. It was indeed a cost-effective deal.
Unfortunately, Yaoyang has been somewhat resistant to gambling from the beginning. He also knows the path he wants to take and really doesn't want to get involved in the gambling world.
Shaking his head slightly, Yaoyang apologized:
"Ms. He, as I said before, if it's something else, no matter how difficult it is, I, Yaoyang, will definitely do it for you, but not when it comes to 'gamble'."
Perhaps he never thought that Yaoyang would refuse even if he said it so clearly.
For a moment, Miss He felt that her relationship with Yaoyang was not as deep as she imagined.
An unknown anger rushed to her forehead, and Miss He said loudly:
"Yaoyang, why do you reject gambling so much? You are willing to let your talents go to waste!"
"Is your ability wasted?"
Yaoyang was stunned, and many images suddenly appeared in his mind:
Among them, there is a scene of him maintaining the habits of his previous life and practicing boxing hard when he first arrived in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market.
There is also a scene in Stanley where Long Si Dundun teaches and he practices his gambling skills hard.
There is even a scene of him practicing his marksmanship hard for an opportunity in the wild.
To be honest, as Yaoyang's foundation became more and more stable, and the painful experience in his previous life, he subconsciously felt that no matter how powerful he was, he could not compete with being powerful and living his life freely.
He fights with his life, getting further and further away from Yaoyang and becoming more and more repulsed.
Just talking about these days, I worked hard to manage the situation in Mong Kok, and there were also days when Yao Yanglian's favorite boxing technique was not practiced consistently.
Putting aside his thoughts, Yaoyang still insisted:
"I don't like it. Of course I have my own reasons. Miss He, please don't force yourself on others. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. The police station still has a lot of official business waiting for me to handle."
After saying that, Yaoyang turned around and walked towards the rooftop stairs to leave.
When Miss He saw Yaoyang leaving like this, her face was full of unwillingness and anger, and she shouted:
"My father once said that when the kindness is repaid and the enemies are eliminated, gambling is just gambling, pure gambling!"
Yaoyang paused for a moment, but two seconds later, he immediately started walking again.
Miss He also had a stubborn character. Seeing this, she shouted again:
"Yaoyang, if you don't teach me, I will always be here waiting for you. If I die because of you, you don't have to pay back the favor you owe me..."
Mong Kok Police Station.
It has been two days since Miss Li He came to Yaoyang to learn art.
In the past two days, Yaoyang has been absent-minded in doing things, and the words Miss He shouted often come to mind:
"When the kindness is repaid and the enemies are wiped out, gambling is just gambling, pure gambling!"
This sentence is vaguely similar to Yaoyang's concept in his previous life: I remember that in his previous life, Yaoyang practiced boxing hard and fought all over the world. In his eyes, boxing was a very simple thing.
Apart from boxing techniques, there are no foreign objects and no other additions.
However, one's own abilities are ultimately no match for "Destiny".
It is no exaggeration to say that after Yaoyang's previous life ended, he thought his life was meaningless.
For the sake of boxing, he gave up his life and everything, except boxing, there was nothing else.
In the end, he got nothing, no life, no women, no wealth, no power, and he made himself look like no one.
The lesson was too great and too painful. So in this life, Yaoyang pursues great changes, focuses on stability rather than other things, and builds up his career honestly. From that day at the police academy, it can be said that he has taken it one step at a time, every step of the way.
Very stable.
The passion in his previous life has long since cooled down.
"Are you afraid?"
In the office, Yaoyang lay on his back on a chair, not so firm for the first time. Dong-dong-dong... By chance, there was a sound on the door, and Ma Jun in leather clothes came in.
Ma Jun looked happy and held a thick document in his hand. When he saw Yaoyang, he immediately said:
"Boss, I led people to sweep the fan stall of the Sixth Young Master of Ciyunshan. I brought back the stolen goods and the prisoner. His men have agreed to testify in court."
"The confession and the evidence are all here!"
With that said, Ma Jun placed the thick document on his desk, waiting for Yaoyang's reaction.
"The Sixth Young Master of Ciyunshan?"
Yaoyang has heard this name many times. It is said that they are six young people. Their families are quite wealthy and have a good background, but they have not studied well. Just like the five Guan ancestors in the original work, they are bent on evil ways.
Especially in the past six months, they have been selling drugs in Ciyun Mountain, and there is a trend of getting bigger and bigger.
Feeding people with poison, he has more and more subordinates and develops rapidly.
Ma Jun also mentioned to himself that someone from Mong Kok broke the news about Liu Shao's warehouse, but there were too many affairs in Mong Kok, so Yaoyang put it aside for the time being.
Yaoyang almost never thought that Ma Jun would solve it directly.
With a sense of doubt, Yaoyang sat up straight, took the information, looked through it, and said calmly:
"Why didn't you tell me before taking action?"
"Boss, I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I saw that you seemed very tired, so I went to solve it myself."
Ma Jun explained with a smile.
Yaoyang felt warm in his heart, looked at the information, and continued:
"You just brought Guan Zu, Hot, and the three of you did it?"
There was no way. The information was very clear. From beginning to end, there were only three names who cracked the warehouse, killed the gangsters, and arrested people. One was not too much, and the other was not too little.
"Yes! Brothers all have things to do. I think the three of us are enough."
Ma Jun was a little surprised by Yaoyang's question, but still responded honestly.
Covering the information, Yaoyang looked at Ma Jun seriously and said seriously:
"Although the Sixth Young Master of Ciyun Mountain is not as powerful as some of the old associations in Hong Kong Comprehensive City, it is not small either. Ciyun Mountain is their territory, so it must be heavily guarded. The three of you just went there so boldly, didn't you think it would be dangerous?
"
Covering the information, Yaoyang looked at Ma Jun seriously and said seriously:
"Although the Sixth Young Master of Ciyun Mountain is not as powerful as some of the old associations in Hong Kong Comprehensive City, it is not small either. Ciyun Mountain is their territory, so it must be heavily guarded. The three of you just went there so boldly, didn't you think it would be dangerous?
"
"Boss, how can we solve a case without danger? Being a police officer is the most dangerous job in Hong Kong Comprehensive City. The Sixth Young Master of Ciyunshan is just a small role. Azu and I both carry guns when we go there.
Now that we have discussed the plan, the risk has been reduced a lot."
Ma Jun felt even more strange, but his answer was unambiguous and nonchalant.
This seemingly ordinary sentence made Yaoyang feel like he was struck by lightning:
"Yes! In fact, I have always been in danger, but I just lied to myself. Can the world of martial arts and gambling be more dangerous than the police?"
"When faced with danger, the most important thing in life is not to avoid it. It should be to carefully arrange the plan so that the risk factor is greatly reduced. That is enough. As for success or failure, it all depends on God's will!"
"Although the ending of my previous life was a bit miserable, in the final analysis, I was worthy of myself in the previous life. What I want and pursue in my life is like that sometimes. I am too entangled."
"And my current life is different from my previous life. I am no longer alone. I have a foundation, a status, and many things. It doesn't matter if my gambling skills are exposed. Whoever wants to deal with me can just come over. If you are hot-blooded and not cold-blooded, you can fight!"
Sometimes people are like this. When they get into trouble, they will feel entangled in many things. But when the trouble is solved, all the entanglements are gone, and no matter how big things are, they become trivial.
Under Ma Jun's puzzled eyes, Yaoyang suddenly stood up and ordered:
"Give the documents to A-Xia and let her finish it. I have something to do and I have to go out right away."
"Boss, what's going on? Do you want my help?"
Ma Jun also stood up immediately, with a look of concern and fighting spirit.
"No, you have already helped me a lot."
Yaoyang picked up the windbreaker behind the door and put it on, smiled, and strode out of the office.
Ma Jun was left with a confused look on his face:
"Did I help? What do you mean? My head is getting more and more inscrutable!"
…
It's on the rooftop of a residential building not far from the police station.
Miss He, who was tall, elegant and well-groomed, stood silently and stupidly.
Today, Miss He has completely lost the charm she had two days ago. She has severe dark circles under her eyes and some dry and cracked skin, especially on her lips.
In terms of makeup, people no longer look so energetic.
Crossing her arms, Miss He even shivered slightly, as if she felt cold.
The stubborn Miss He really followed her impulse and stayed on the rooftop for the past two days without eating or drinking, waiting. As time passed, Miss He was sad at first, then resentful, and finally seemed a little numb.
Already.
In fact, she has always had a great fondness for Yaoyang, and she has always had a different view of the man who can beat him.
After these two days, she finally understood that in that man's heart, she was no different from ordinary people, and she had never entered his heart.
This is why Miss He was really unwilling to stay on the rooftop for two days, and it was more of an indescribable feeling.
"Lei Yaoyang, you bastard! Our He family has been dominant in Macau for decades. Do you really think that without you, I will never find anyone to learn gambling skills? If you don't show up today, I will pretend that I never knew you.
You, when I find someone else to learn advanced gambling skills, I will definitely try to gamble with you again!"
Miss He whispered, her will to stay any longer began to relax.
After all, this is not a movie. As the eldest daughter of the He family, it is impossible for Miss He to wait until her death just like her impulsive words.
Being able to wait for two days is already 100% sincerity.
It was such a coincidence that just after Miss He finished talking, the tall Yaoyang appeared at the entrance of the rooftop, with a smile on his face and said:
"Really? It turns out that Miss He has always wanted revenge! But unfortunately, in this world, no one in this world can be my opponent, Yaoyang, in terms of gambling skills."
"How's it going? Now that I'm very sincere, I hope Miss He will give me some face and ask me for advice on gambling. Is Miss He still willing?"
"ah…?"
Miss He was stunned. Seeing Yaoyang's appearance and hearing such words, she felt that Yaoyang seemed to have changed a lot from the previous two days, but this change was completely indescribable.
The largest cemetery in Stanley.
Here, it is not far from Stanley Prison, only less than five kilometers away from Stanley Prison.
There is a reason why the cemetery was built here!
It is said that many years ago, the Japanese occupied the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market and used Stanley Prison to imprison many people, political prisoners, revolutionaries, etc.
During detention, due to difficult conditions, harsh forced confessions, etc., countless prisoners died every day in prison.
There were too many dead bodies, so of course they had to be disposed of. At that time, there was no cemetery in Stanley, so it would cost a lot of manpower and material resources to transport the carloads of corpses back to other cemeteries in Hong Kong City for placement, which was very troublesome.
The little devils were so scheming that in order to save money and manpower, they simply threw the corpses up the mountain and piled them up into corpse pits, which was extremely cruel.
Later, when the Japs withdrew from the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market, corpses and bones were everywhere on the hills around Stanley Prison. They could be seen everywhere and the stench was unbearable.
In response to that situation, the Hong Kong Governor's Office at the time ordered a new cemetery to be built on the hill not far from Stanley Prison to specifically place the bones of those who had not claimed them.
In this way, Stanley Cemetery was established, and as time went by, it gradually grew to a large scale.
Especially Stanley Prison, which just abolished the death penalty not long ago!
Most of the prisoners on death row in the past were placed directly in this cemetery after being disposed of, which can be regarded as a great contribution to the expansion of Stanley Cemetery.
Nowadays, this place is one of the few grand palaces in Hong Kong Comprehensive City. From the foot of the mountain up, all the way around the mountain, there are neat tombstones.
Early that morning, Yaoyang drove, prepared paper money for incense candles, and a large black bag, carrying Miss He, and arrived here with ease.
After getting off the car, Miss He looked at the environment, frowned, and immediately asked:
"Sir Lei, didn't you say you would start teaching me gambling skills today? Why did you bring me to the cemetery?"
"I also learned my gambling skills from others. If I want to pass it on to you, of course I have to tell my master."
Yaoyang took out the Yuanbao paper money from the trunk and carried it in his hand. He carried a big black bag on his back. Different from his usual smiling face, he said solemnly.
Upon hearing this, Miss He immediately became very interested and asked quickly:
"Master? Who is your master?"
As he said that, he looked at the cemetery again and said with some doubts:
"The environment here is so bad, why did you bury your master here?"
"I used to believe that the master's bad luck in life was all due to his gambling skills. According to my idea, since the master was sad because of his gambling skills, he will return to dust after death, and the earth will return to the earth. It would be better to be more pure, so there is no need to think about that anymore. But.
Now that I think about it, I was too self-centered."
"You are right. As a master, this place is not worthy of him."
Yaoyang looked at the rows of tombstones on the mountainside and sighed.
Such emotion made Miss He even more curious. After all, Yaoyang's words already revealed that the deceased was something special and definitely had an identity.
"Let's go!"
Yaoyang didn't waste any time and took the lead, climbing up the stairs step by step.
Miss He was also honest now and followed her silently.
Soon, under the leadership of Yaoyang, the two came to a stop in front of an ordinary tombstone.
For the first time, Miss He looked at the tombstone:
The record on this tombstone is very strange. There is no name or surname at all. There is only one title, and it even says "Fourth Master!"
The person who erected the monument in the lower right corner only has two words: Yaoyang!
Such records can be said to be unclear. If an outsider came to take a look, how could he know who was buried here.
"Master, I haven't come to see you for a long time, don't you blame me?"
At this time, Yaoyang was squatting in front of the tombstone, placing the big black bag on the ground, lighting incense and candles meticulously, and placing everything neatly with an unprecedented respect.
Miss He was touched by what she saw and was also affected by such a scene. She hurriedly knelt down to help her, knowing the situation without gossiping or asking questions.
While Yaoyang was busy, he took the initiative to speak in a low voice as if he were describing himself:
"The master has many enemies. I was afraid that someone would dig up his grave and humiliate his corpse if he knew he was here, so I didn't even write out his full name. When I learned the art from the master, my status was not high enough, and I didn't even have the confidence to kill someone.
Protect."
Yaoyang usually has a powerful talker and a heroic demeanor, and sometimes his words are even "nine falsehoods and one true".
But at this time, the words were spoken in such a low tone that Miss He could almost feel that her emotions were real and she really revealed her heart.
Involuntarily, Miss He whispered:
"It's different now. You are already the youngest chief inspector of Hong Kong Comprehensive City, and you are also the acting director of Mong Kok. Who dares to mess with your master! And now you want to teach me gambling, then this is my master. Lei
Sir, don’t worry, I will buy the best cemetery in Hong Kong Zong City right away when I get back, move the grave for our ancestor, and have a grand burial."
Yaoyang ignored Miss He's words. Everything was ready. He was already kneeling in front of the tombstone. He stared at the tombstone with a pair of eagle eyes and said:
"Master, I have promised He Qiong that I will teach her gambling skills so that she can cope with the crisis in a year's time. You will not give up until you die. You have been winning all your life and hope to keep winning. If I do this, you should not be too.
You will blame me!"
"Master, the path I want to take has always been different from yours. I have also thought clearly about the gambling skills. I leave it to He Qiong. She is a person in the gambling world. One day, she can make your reputation famous again, and everyone in the gambling world will
Shocked."
"By the way, I'm here this time. I have nothing to honor you, but I have prepared ten million for you so that you can eat well and live well down here."
Having said this, Yaoyang opened the black bag on the ground and revealed a bag full of Hong Kong dollars.
"ah?"
Miss He was shocked when she saw it. She had no idea that the bag Yaoyang carried on his back turned out to be a bag of banknotes.
And judging from this posture, Yaoyang wants to sacrifice the deceased with real money.
Did you hear it right? Ten million Hong Kong dollars!
Ten million sacrifices, this approach is really a low-key luxury!
Miss He has grown up and comes from a wealthy family. She has seen a lot. She has never heard of any big boss in Hong Kong and Macao playing like this.
Yaoyang paid no attention to what Miss He thought, and continued:
"Of course, with your ability, even if you don't have any money, you can become rich in the world in one day. But this is my apprentice's wish, so don't refuse."
After saying this, Yaoyang picked up the prepared liquor, incense candles, paper money, and real Hong Kong dollars, and poured them all over.
clang……!
With the flame of a windproof lighter, tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars burned in front of an ordinary tombstone, incense candles and paper money ignited, the fire was raging and touching.
Seeing the actually lit fire, Miss He was completely dumbfounded.
However, Yaoyang was still completely devoted to his own unique sacrifice, with a pair of eagle eyes full of satisfaction and heaviness.
Stanley Cemetery.
Tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars were burned and sacrificed. Both Yao Yang and Miss He stood up and stood solemnly in front of the blazing flames.
Of course, Yaoyang is the real performance, the most authentic expression of emotions at this moment.
Miss He was completely confused. She could not have imagined that an ordinary visit to a grave would witness such a special way.
What's more, I didn't expect Yaoyang to be so heroic and soaring into the sky, with a total of 10 million Hong Kong dollars. In the 1980s, he burned it without blinking an eye because he was so willful and worshiped the dead.
After two minutes, seeing that the fire was raging, Miss He couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice:
"Master, who is the master?"
Perhaps because the sacrifice was completed, Yaoyang returned to his usual appearance and said with a smile:
“Have you ever heard of the Chinese God of Gamblers?”
"Chinese god of gambling, Long...Long Si!"
Miss He responded reflexively, then her pupils shrank, she looked at the words "Fourth Master" on the tombstone, and said in horror:
"You mean, Long Si is buried here?"
"That's right! Long Si is your master, the first recognized god of gambling in the mainland back then."
Yaoyang nodded and responded proudly.
"How can it be?"
Miss He looked at the simple tombstone, then at Yaoyang, and said in shock:
"I heard my father say that the Gambler Dragon Four became famous in the mainland in the 1930s, and also disappeared in the 1930s. How could he accept you as his apprentice?"
Miss He's words were undoubtedly saying that the time was not right.
Because at Long Si's age, he would have been in his 90s in the 1980s, let's not mention how he came to Hong Kong Comprehensive Market for the time being.
The key point is that a ninety-year-old man is lucky enough not to have become stupid. Can he still use his gambling skills flexibly?
This is simply a strange thing in the world.
Yaoyang didn't mind Miss He's suspicion.
It wasn't like this when I first knew Long Si's identity.
"Master himself didn't want to come to Hong Kong Market, but the world forced him to do so!"
Yaoyang sighed and began to explain the history of Longsi to Miss He.
It was also the first time for Miss He to hear clearly the legendary life of the Chinese God of Gamblers.
As Yaoyang narrated, Miss He was sometimes happy, sometimes depressed, sometimes excited, and sometimes sighed.
Finally, after hearing the whole story, Miss He fell silent.
Miss He simply couldn't imagine what kind of fighting spirit it must be like to survive in prison with all hands and feet, but never gave up and endured for decades.
However, Miss He already had a profound understanding of the patriarch whom she had never met before, and developed a kind of faith-like worship.
After fighting for a lifetime, suffering for a lifetime, being strong for a lifetime, and winning for a lifetime.
Long Si, the Chinese God of Gambling, is a legendary existence with a wonderful life that is simply admirable.
"You should also know the reason why I don't want to teach you gambling skills now!"
"Every move and every move of the God of Gamblers is enough to make a person invincible and dominate the game. But at the same time, each of the top ten skills of the God of Gamblers is extremely difficult. If you are not a genius, you can practice it for decades.
It may not be possible to achieve every move."
"Even if you are lucky enough to learn it, in the gambling world, there are countless people who want to bet on the God of Gamblers' gambling skills. I'm afraid that all those who had a grudge against the master will not be dead. Some feuds will definitely be involved and suppressed.
To that heir."
"If you want to bring the gambling skills of the God of Gamblers to the gambling world, you will have to bear more than just the trivial matters of your He family. With the master's glory in the past and his domineering skills that can dominate the world, every opponent can only pay back
If there are any descendants alive, I am afraid that their power will not be much lower than that of the He family."
Since Yaoyang revealed Long Si's identity, he did not hide it, revealed everything, and left the choice in the hands of Miss He.
At this time, Miss He, of course, understood Yaoyang's "good intentions", and her anger at her waiting on the rooftop two days ago immediately disappeared.
Instead, there is a firmness that has never been seen before!
With eyes full of fighting spirit, Miss He looked at Yaoyang's eagle eyes and said without flinching:
"As a person in the gambling world, I don't think anyone can resist the temptation of the God of Gamblers. Our He family has always made a living by gambling. Even if we don't learn, we will never have less trouble. Although I, He Qiong, am a woman
, but if you ask yourself, your fighting spirit is no less than that of any man."
Having said this, Miss He's serious face suddenly relaxed and revealed a bright smile:
"Besides, aren't you still here, master? The true descendant of the God of Gamblers, a second-generation disciple. What do I, the third-generation disciple, have to be afraid of?"
Well……
Yaoyang was startled, then laughed wildly:
"Hahahaha... Yes, you are right. I also inherited everything from my master. In addition to techniques, there should also be grudges. I have been lazy for so long, and it is time to face it!"
"Kneel down and kowtow to the master respectfully!"
Miss He was very obedient and immediately knelt down on her knees, kowtowing respectfully towards the simple tombstone.·
He kowtowed three times in a row, and Miss He touched her forehead to the ground with each kowtow, making a clear and clear sound. After three times, her forehead was completely red.
call……
A breeze blew through the cemetery, perhaps the sky was witnessing that the dead had spirits:
A bag of banknotes that had been burned, the ashes on the surface were blown away by the wind, and the flames ignited again.
Yaoyang, who had been paying attention, was instantly overjoyed. He looked at the word "Fourth Master" on the simple tombstone and murmured:
"Master, does my choice this time truly satisfy you?"
Miss He stood up, not patting the stains on her knees, and even her forehead. She looked back at Yaoyang and said excitedly:
"Master, should I change my words now and call you master?"
"Of course, you are now the only disciple of the third generation of the Chinese God of Gamblers!"
Yaoyang nodded, because of the coincidence just now, he felt extremely comforted and in a good mood, he joked.
Miss He took this matter very seriously and said seriously:
"Then...well, master, should I go back and tell my father, invite friends from all over the world, and have a master apprenticeship ceremony?"
"No! You haven't learned a single move. This matter cannot be told to anyone, including your father. If you tell it, I will not teach you again, let alone admit that you are my apprentice."
Yaoyang regained his usual shrewdness. Although he made a risky decision, he would not take unnecessary risks.
Fortunately, Miss He completely understood this and agreed:
"That's right. After I finish my studies, it won't be too late to complete the apprenticeship ceremony."
"Let's go!"
Yaoyang shook his head, took the lead and left along the stairs, saying:
"The ritual is just a form. As long as you know in your heart that you are the descendant of the Chinese God of Gamblers, that's enough."
"Master, wait for me!"
Miss He quickly caught up, perhaps because of the change in status, her words became a little more lively:
"Master, when will I start learning?"
"It's only a year before the God of Gamblers Competition. I don't know how many tricks you can learn. Of course, the sooner the better. With your ability, it should be easy to open a mahjong parlor in Mong Kok. Go and get things done today.
I will teach you at any time in Mong Kok from now on."
Since he is a disciple, Yaoyang is not polite and directly gives orders.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"
Miss He completely agreed and even decided in her heart that she would not even go back to Macau if nothing happened, but would stay in Mong Kok for a long time and study nearby.
Miss He moved very quickly. On the day of her trip to Stanley Cemetery, she opened a mahjong parlor just one street away from the Mong Kok Police Station.
In Hong Kong Comprehensive City, mahjong parlors are absolutely legal businesses.
As long as the corresponding procedures can be completed, it is easy to open the door for business. You just need to deal with many people in the world.
Who dares to come to He's property?
I heard that the mahjong parlor was about to open. A few local snakes came to the door in an aggressive manner. Within five minutes, they walked out respectfully with smiles on their faces.
At the same time, the news that the Macau He Family came to Mong Kok to develop and opened a small mahjong parlor spread throughout Mong Kok immediately.
When people from three mountains and five mountains got the news, whether they knew them or not, they all rushed to visit, which made Miss He very helpless. She had to work for two whole days before she could cope with it.
While Miss He was busy, everyone at the Mong Kok Police Station discovered that their boss had also undergone some "changes."
In the past, my boss was very sophisticated and would always "make a decision before taking action" no matter what he faced.
It gives people the feeling that it doesn't have the spirit of young people at all, it is completely the way of doing things of an old man.
But in the past two days, my boss seems to have changed a lot. Although he is still planning when things happen, he is a little more aggressive.
I don’t know why, but my boss seems to be much more diligent!
According to Liang Fat's gossip, when he went to report the matter to his boss, he even saw his boss making gestures with his hands, as if he was sitting down practicing some boxing skills.
Li Haoyang also said that when his boss mediated conflicts among some big bosses in Mong Kok, he became more domineering, with less negotiation and more forcefulness.
Whether such a change is good or bad, no one in Mongkok can tell for a while. Fortunately, no matter what kind of changes, my boss has always been a good boss and very reliable, but they know it clearly.
"Ah Jun, Ah Wen, Ah Sheng, Haoyang, and Fatty Liang, congratulations, the five of you will be officially promoted to trainee inspectors starting today!"
In the main office of Mong Kok Police Station, Yao Yang scattered a stack of promotion letters on the table and said with a smile.
For a time, the entire police station was laughing and excited.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I, Fatty Liang, could be promoted to inspector. I thought I would only be a police sergeant for the rest of my life!"
Fatty Liang was ecstatic. He picked up his promotion letter and read it again and again, as if it contained something profound.
He Zhanwen's cold pupils were full of joy. He held his promotion letter and said:
"Haoyang, you are really lucky. Not long after you were transferred here, you were promoted directly."
Li Haoyang was still cynical. He raised his hand and raised his promotion letter, shrugged and said:
"It's not about luck, it's about my good character. If Brother Yaoyang hadn't taken a fancy to my character and asked me to come to Mong Kok Police Station, how could such a good thing have happened."
"There's no need to say anything. I'll treat you to tonight's big dinner first! You guys will take turns to go. You shouldn't have to go home for dinner this week."
Ma Jun was a practical man, and he proposed directly while being happy. But when it came to treating guests to dinner, He Shangsheng's joyful face suddenly turned bitter, and he shook his head and said:
"No need, eating big meals for a week in a row will make your stomach feel uncomfortable. How about we pool money for a meal together and it will be a celebration. "Cut!"
Everyone heard this and didn't bother to curl their lips. Looking at the group of subordinates who were in joy, Yaoyang turned his eyes and turned to Fang Jiexia and A Lang, and said easily:
"You two have passed the upgrade test, but the documents haven't come out yet. Asia is promoted to senior inspector, the procedures are a little more complicated."
Fang Jiexia looked happy, nodded and said:
"Tou, I know, I also got the news."
"You were able to keep your composure and didn't say anything about it when you got the news, so that everyone could be happy for you."
Yaoyang made a joke and said:
"Alang, your upgrade was specially approved by the director, and it should have been very fast. But because of what happened last time, those bastards from the Central Department deliberately delayed the progress, and it hasn't been completed yet. But don't worry, they can only play
Clicking on these unfashionable methods will have no impact on you."
"Tou, I know, after working as a Sanchai for so many years, I'm not in a hurry these days." Ah.
Lang expressed understanding, smiled charmingly, and didn't mind at all.
After clapping his hands, Yaoyang looked at everyone and said seriously:
"Okay, now that you have all been promoted, you are qualified to lead the team. Next, let's think about what departments our Mong Kok Police Station still lacks and what you want to do!"
"It's such a waste of talent to have so many inspectors in a small anti-gang group... Set up the framework of the police station as soon as possible, and you all can take your place first. This is the right thing to do."
"kindness!"
Everyone nodded to express their understanding. After all, Yao Yang had already said that the Mong Kok Police Station must be in his hands.
Now he is the Acting Commissioner, but after all, the Mong Kok Police Department only has an anti-gang group in addition to a dozen military uniforms, which is really too shameful.
Furthermore, the acting director is already qualified to establish more groups, so he must establish them and let his own people occupy the positions first.
Otherwise, it would be very troublesome for the superiors to suddenly drop some team leaders who are not our own.
He Shangsheng had a good mind and was the first to wonder:
"Head, if we form other groups, what about manpower?"
"Our Mong Kok Police Department has always been a unit. Even if you are each the captain of another team and there is insufficient manpower to handle cases in the future, you can still mobilize the entire police force to jointly handle the case."
"The purpose of setting up more groups is to prevent outsiders from adding sand to our Mong Kok area, and also to train you. We will have more manpower over time, so don't rush!"
"The next batch of trainees from the police academy should graduate in four months. At that time, Axia will select a group of people to come over. By the way, if you have any good brothers, you can also go and recruit them yourself."
"It's just an application for transfer, it's very easy."
Yaoyang explained casually and encouraged everyone to poach without any embarrassment. Immediately, He Zhanwen, He Shangsheng, Liang Pang and other guys with good interpersonal relationships all had their eyes wide open, and they were already thinking about poaching some brothers in the future.
Isn't it better to just follow your own side?
After all, the working environment of the Mong Kok Police Station is definitely the place where they feel most relaxed and comfortable after serving as police officers for many years.
Looking at the people who were deep in thought, Yaoyang waved his hands and said:
"Okay, there's no rush to set up the group now, you can think about it slowly! Let's start work now, I'll go out for a walk."
With that said, Yaoyang started to move and was about to leave.
"head!"
Fang Jiexia quickly stopped, and under Yaoyang's questioning eyes, she said:
"I have clues about Da Fei's arms case."
"oh?"
Hearing the arms case, Yaoyang stopped, and the others also cheered up and looked at Fang Jiexia.
Fang Jiexia had no stage fright and said seriously:
"Head, regarding the origin of Dafei's arms, it seems to have something to do with us."
"Yeah?"
Yaoyang also became interested at this time and said:
"I'm also very interested in knowing how a small character who collects and sells thieves can get arms."
"Mingxin Hospital, Johnny Wang!"
Fang Jiexia first spoke out the name of the deceased seriously, and then explained:
"Back then, we cracked Johnny Wang's arms warehouse and seized nearly 90% of his arms. At the same time, we also wiped out most of his men."
"In fact, Johnny Wang still has 10% of the arms, which are not placed in Mingxin Hospital. Instead, they are used as pallets and will be transported to South America to be traded with others and let them inspect the quality. Next, will
Total deal!”
"Since Johnny Wang was shot dead by our police, his men quickly got the news. Without the person in charge, his lucky men immediately stopped the goods that were originally intended for export by sea and found a place to hide them.
."
"However, the situation was tight at that time, and they had a large amount of arms and no place to hide them. Not only were they afraid of encountering our police, but they were also afraid that people on the street would find out and take advantage of them secretly."
"I have no choice but to do so. One of them knows Da Fei. He knows that Da Fei has been in the business of collecting and selling stolen goods. He has many places to hide stolen goods. He should be able to hide arms for them."
Hearing this, Yaoyang nodded in understanding and said quietly:
"It's a pity that they didn't expect that "people die for money". If the interests are big enough, even a gangster who can't get on the stage will dare to take a risk and take advantage of the evil!"
“Should be good!”
Fang Jiexia nodded and said seriously:
"Although what happened later cannot be found out, the batch of arms did get into Da Fei's hands, and Tony, Wang's younger brother, seemed to have never existed and disappeared in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market."
"hiss……!"
Hearing this, everyone took a breath.
When Fang Jiexia checked Dafei, she asked many people for help, especially her colleagues in Mong Kok.
So almost everyone knows who Da Fei is.
According to the information, Da Fei is a guy with no social background, and he is not considered a local snake.
He didn't even have a territory, he just opened a financial company, and on the surface he was engaged in this business, privately collecting and selling thieves, and often hanging out with pickpockets and robbers in the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market.
Such a person plays a minor role and is at best a bully.
Who would have imagined that such a person who dared to commit murder would kill a group of ruthless arms dealers.
I'm afraid those arms dealers never imagined that the other party would dare to take action against them, otherwise there wouldn't even be any news about it.
Ma Jun didn't think much about it. The shock was only momentary. He quickly put it away and said with great interest:
"Madam, have you found out where Da Fei's goods are?"
"No! He is very careful about the location of the warehouse, and there is no news at all."
Fang Jiexia shook her head and said honestly. At this moment, Li Haoyang actually gave some advice and said frivolously:
"He's just an ordinary gangster. Even if he's ruthless enough for a moment and dares to kill someone, it won't necessarily affect him. It's better to capture him directly and interrogate him carefully. Maybe he will gain something!"
"good idea!"
Ma Jun's eyes lit up and he agreed very much:
"Yes, we will arrest him soon and interrogate him for twenty-four hours. I don't believe he won't tell you!"
As he spoke, Ma Jun clenched his fists. It was obvious that his so-called interrogation was definitely not as simple as just using his mouth.
Yaoyang saw it and spoke:
"In the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market, the crime of illegally collecting and selling firearms is not serious. If it is just that, there is absolutely no problem in extorting confessions."
"But he is not only involved in the issue of arms, but also involved in murder, gangsterism and gangsterism! Dafei cannot bear such a crime. He can squat in Stanley, but he can't avoid the hidden arrows on the road. On the road, gangsterism, gangsterism, and gangsterism violate the rules.
I won’t tell you how taboo it is to talk about loyalty, but you all know it.”
"He will definitely not tell where the arms are." "When we catch him, the most likely thing he will do is to explain the problem of collecting and selling the stolen goods. At worst, he will be squatting for a few years. After he comes out, he can use his hands to
Arms can also make a comeback."
"So we are not completely sure about Da Fei, so we really can't catch him! If we catch him, we will be at a loss. We have no way out, so we can only accuse him of being a thief."
"kindness!"
Everyone heard it and felt it made sense. They nodded repeatedly and fully agreed.
Ma Jun was unwilling to do so and said unhappily:
"Then we just keep waiting. If he doesn't take out the weapons, we won't arrest him for the rest of his life? Just watch him continue to break the law?"
Yaoyang smiled slightly, did not answer Ma Jun's question, and said:
"Axia, what else have you found? Keep talking!"
"Yes, head."
Fang Jiexia nodded and said seriously:
"I also found out a strange thing. Da Fei's people are complex. In addition to street gangsters, there are also a large number of students. Recently, his people often go to a school to cause trouble for those students."
"According to my investigation, that group of student boys is also very strange. They are called the "Xingxing Gang". The leader is called Zhou Xingxing!"
"Zhou Xingxing, it turns out he is playing hooky to Weilong!"
When Yaoyang heard this, he was completely awakened and understood everything.
I remember that when I read the original work in my previous life, I was always very surprised as to how a gangster like Da Fei who could not stand up to the stage had so many weapons.
Now that we are in the middle of the situation, everything is clear.
That bastard in Dafei Dafei looks weird, and sometimes it can't be underestimated. He turned out to be a gangster and stole it from an arms dealer.
At the same time, when they heard the name "Zhou Xingxing", He Shangsheng and Li Haoyang reacted greatly, saying in surprise:
"Madam, what do you think the boss of the Star Gang is called?"
"Zhou Xingxing? Madam, do you have any photos?"
Fang Jiexia was stunned by the reaction of the two people. She immediately reacted and walked into her office. She quickly came out with a few photos in her hand and said:
"That's the guy!"
"It's really him!"
He Shangsheng and Li Haoyang glanced at each other, and horror immediately appeared in their eyes.
Everyone else also took a look and didn't see any problems:
In the photo, there is a man wearing a school uniform, but in terms of age and appearance, he doesn't look like a school boy at all. He looks very mature.
Her appearance really gives people a bit of a festive feeling, especially the posture in the photo, standing with arms crossed and leaning back, gives people a strange feeling.
Looking left and right, I couldn't see anything wrong with this person. Yu Zilang was curious and couldn't help but ask:
"Brother Sheng, Brother Yang, do you know this Zhou Xingxing?"
"I know this bastard even after he turned into ashes!"
He Shangsheng gritted his teeth, stared at the photo, and said harshly:
"I've always been the only one to borrow money from people and refuse to pay it back. This bastard lent me three thousand yuan two years ago and he still hasn't paid me back yet!"
"Not only that, this bastard is very good at making mistakes. During one joint operation, something went wrong and he blamed it on me, making me take the blame."
Li Haoyang followed closely and nodded:
"In the Flying Tigers, he is the only one who goes on missions without even wearing a hood. This kid is even more arrogant than me. He took out a comb to comb his hair during an ambush. He is completely insane."
Both of them gave their explanations, and everyone was shocked when they heard:
"You mean, he is a member of the Flying Tigers?"
"right!"
The two nodded and affirmed.
"Then how could he go to school? It's still a middle school!"
Liang Pang exaggerated.
"What else could there be? Just like Alang before, he should be an undercover agent."
Yaoyang knew everything and explained smoothly.
"No, who is so ignorant that he would use this guy as an undercover agent? Thank God if he doesn't mess up the matter. How can we expect him to solve the case?"
He Shangsheng obviously resented Zhou Xingxing deeply and complained.
Li Haoyang, who usually didn't deal with He Shangsheng, actually nodded repeatedly, completely agreeing with He Shangsheng's views this time.
"Assigning a Flying Tiger member to be an undercover agent would probably be very difficult for his superiors!"
Fang Jiexia saw something different and whispered seriously.
Yaoyang secretly smiled, knowing that his not-so-simple superior was the fat director Li Zhilong. He remained calm on the surface and waved his hand:
"Okay, these are not what we should be thinking about. What happens to the Xingxing Gang? We don't care. We should go back to Dafei!"
Saying that, Yaoyang ordered:
"Haoyang, go outside and spread the news. There is a group of Thai guys who are offering a high price and urgently need a batch of arms."
"Brother Yaoyang, you have to lure the snake out of its hole!"
Li Haoyang's eyes lit up and he understood immediately.
"Arms are a hot potato no matter who hands them. Especially for a character like Da Fei. He just suddenly got a batch of goods without any sales channel. If he sells them one by one, I'm afraid he can't
Don’t dare.”
"In this case, I will give him a channel!"
Yaoyang smiles but doesn't smile, talks easily, and is full of confidence in controlling everything, which makes people feel heartbroken.
…
Li Haoyang's work efficiency is considered very fast in the entire Mong Kok Police Department.
Especially regarding arms, Li Haoyang knew a retired arms boss. After a while, he immediately started taking action. In the afternoon of that day, news spread throughout Mong Kok that a group of Thai guys were in need of arms and were buying them at high prices!
What is the fastest on the road? The spread of gossip is undoubtedly the fastest.
Radiating from Mongkok District to the surrounding areas, the news soon became known to everyone in the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market.
When most gangsters hear news like this, they just "laugh it off" and treat it as gossip.
There are also some related people who heard this, but they also don't take it to heart because they are unwilling to take risks. The most important thing for arms manufacturers is safety. No one will trade with unfamiliar people for a small profit.
It just so happens that he is the kind of guy who has never had any sales channels. He is always worried about holding things all day long. He is the most concerned!
Instead of hiding the goods for a long time with their hearts pounding, they are willing to take a gamble and sell the goods at once.
Located in the office of a small financial company in East Tsim Sha Tsui.
A man with a strong build and an appearance somewhat similar to Yaoyang was sitting on the boss's chair, with a solemn look on his face and a hint of joy in his pupils.
And this man is none other than Lin Dafei, a guy who owns arms but can't sell them.
At this moment, in front of him, the two younger brothers were talking quickly.
After a long time, Lin Dafei spoke carefully and said:
"Where are those Thai guys from? Are there really no problems?"
"Brother Fei, I heard that those Thai guys are second-hand dealers and have been doing business with the Golden Triangle guerrillas all year round. I have a sworn brother who once met those Thai guys and said that they did come to the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market a few years ago and also sold large quantities.
If you have bought arms, there should be no problem."
One of the younger brothers gave repeated assurances, as if he was 100% sure of the other party's identity.
As he said this, the younger brother secretly pulled the brother next to him and signaled him to help quickly.
Another younger brother understood and quickly said:
"Brother Fei, it's not safe to keep the goods in your hands! Now that we have the opportunity, it would be a pity to miss it. I don't know when we will have such an opportunity next time."
"We even dare to kill people. Are we still afraid of a few Thai guys and dare not trade with them?"
"kindness?"
When Lin Dafei heard this, his face instantly darkened.
The first boy was very smart. Seeing that something was not going well, he immediately yelled at the other boy:
"Shut up. Brother Fei has already given orders. Our goods come from a legitimate source and have been collected over the years. Don't talk nonsense about murder."
"...Uh...you are deceiving yourself!"
I muttered in my heart, and the younger brother who was yelled at knew that he said something wrong, so he apologized and said with a smile:
"Brother Fei, I have no other intentions."
"You go out first, and I will think about the shipment later."
Lin Dafei pointed at the office door and said coldly.
The two younger brothers didn't dare to say any more and quickly walked out of the office.
boom……!
After closing the door, the two younger brothers immediately started muttering:
"You bastard, you don't know how to persuade people. Brother Fei was about to agree just now, but you screwed it up."
"I can't speak in the first place, and you still ask me to persuade you. This is all your fault."
"Forget it, it's just Brother Fei's temper. It will be fine in a while. We will try to persuade him when the time comes."
"By the way, do you really have sworn brothers and know those Thai guys? Why haven't I heard you say that?"
"What do you know? You don't know about my brothers. They are all not on the public stage. The background of those Thai guys is all news on the road."
"Damn it, you actually lied to Brother Fei?"
"Keep your voice down, I'm not thinking about all of us. Think about it, if we just earn some hard money by doing this now, when will we get rich! You also know how much that batch of goods is, if all of them are sold
, even if Brother Fei gives us two cents, we will be prosperous. Don’t you want to live in a big house and pick up beautiful girls when the time comes?"
"Of course I want to..."
This world has always been divided into classes, and people of all kinds are often surrounded by the same friends and subordinates.
Da Fei is an ordinary gangster who has been doing business with thieves. Of course, none of his subordinates are powerful characters.
Even his two closest confidants are actually bullies who bully the weak and fear the strong, and like to take advantage of others.
Their vision is limited, but they don't know the word danger. They only know that someone is receiving the goods now, and they have the goods in hand. If they sell them, everyone can get a share and make a fortune.
Of course, I will try my best to encourage Da Fei to take action quickly!
…………
In a dark room.
Miss He was wearing a large brown windbreaker, sitting on a stool in a serious posture, with a serious face and her eyes fixed in front of her.
In front of her was a small square table with five covered playing cards.
Not far in front of her, a large video camera was working hard, recording exactly where the five poker cards were.
Behind the camera, Yaoyang's eagle eyes were half-opened and half-closed, sitting on a wicker chair in a very lazy posture, saying nothing.
One minute, two minutes...
Miss He suddenly stretched out her right hand and slapped a card so hard that the small table made a thud sound.
After taking the picture, Miss He had a smile on her face. While taking her right hand away, she quickly turned over the card she had taken.
The card turned over and it turned out to be an old ace of spades.
"Master, how is it?"
Perhaps because she felt that she had achieved something, Miss He quickly asked.
"You have poor qualifications, poor understanding, and you don't listen attentively. I really regret accepting you."
Yaoyang was not used to Miss He. He would give her a lecture without any care and his words would be unpleasant.
"Master, why do you say that? I can practice like this in a week, which is already very good. Not everyone is as talented as the master. The master just learned the skills through oral transmission."
Miss He was a little angry and said coquettishly.
"Why!"
Yaoyang sighed softly and said:
"Arqiong, you only have one year. If things continue like this, I'm really afraid that you won't be able to learn even one move!"
"I really don't understand how you learned those techniques in the past. You said that you have the basics and don't need to learn from scratch. If you want to start learning techniques directly, I promise you that I will teach you the simplest technique.
.After practicing for a week, you have achieved this?"
With that said, Yaoyang pointed to the dark room environment and said:
"Look here, it's dark and silent. It can be said that you are not affected at all. In such an environment, every gambler can probably achieve the best results. How about you?"
"It's very inappropriate for you to wear such loose clothes to practice in the first place. In a real gambling game, do you wear such thick clothes every time and hide the cards first?"
"Moreover, when you change the cards, you change the cards. What are you doing with such a big move? Your goal is just one poker card, not the whole table. What are you doing by slapping the table? Are you afraid that others will not know your tricks?
, attract everyone’s attention? Are you doing magic or gambling?”
The more Yaoyang talked, the more helpless he became. He stretched out his big hand and turned off the camera:
"I originally thought that if you could get good results this week, I would start teaching you how to speed up, but now it seems that you are too far behind."
"Don't talk about the slowdown in the camera. If I take a quick look right now, I can see that you have changed the cards. You can't even hide it from your real eyes, let alone a machine!"
"A technique like yours, in front of an expert, would be like acting like a monkey, and it's the most annoying kind."
Miss He's face turned red after being scolded by Yaoyang. Even in a dark room, Yaoyang could see clearly with his eyesight.
Simply speaking, Miss He was able to accept the reprimands of strong men. She didn't have any bad habits of rich children, so she whispered:
"Master, am I as bad as you say?"
“Very, very bad, simply unsightly!”
Yaoyang nodded and said seriously.
Immediately, without waiting for Miss He's response, she immediately asked:
"What's the name of this trick I'm going to teach you?"
"Secret Chen Cang!"
Miss He quickly responded.
"Yes, the key point of concealing Chencang is the word "dark"! The essence of this trick is that it has no form and no trace. When you brush the card with your hand, the card changes automatically!"
"When you hit the cards with your hands, you are already wrong. It was a big mistake at the beginning, and the subsequent results will be wrong no matter what."
As Yaoyang spoke, he stood up from the wicker chair and slowly walked to the small table opposite Miss He:
"Look again!"
After saying this, Yaoyang's white and slender right hand swept across the remaining four cards from right to left, as if gently brushing the hair of an animal.
Light, very light!
With Miss He's eyesight, she even felt that Yaoyang's hand had not touched the card at all.
Quick, quick!
From reaching out to brush it to finally taking it away, it only takes about a second.
This is not the first time that Miss He has seen Yaoyang display his gambling skills, but every time she sees it, her heart still beats wildly, like a pilgrim!
Without waiting for Yaoyang to speak, Miss He turned over all the cards and saw four old kings appearing in shock.
"Master, this...!"
Miss He's eyes were filled with stars, and she looked up at Yaoyang, full of admiration.
Yaoyang was a little helpless. He looked directly at Miss He with eagle eyes and said seriously:
"This trick is a secret trick for Chen Cang. According to your master, in the previous gambling world, it was only a trick used by third-rate masters. It belongs to the public gambling technique."
"You can't even practice this move. Do you still want to reach the sky in one step and learn your master's unique skills?"
"Master, I...I was wrong."
Miss He was flustered by Yaoyang's sight, and her attitude was very good, she lowered her head and said.
"What did you do wrong?"
Yaoyang was still satisfied with his apprentice's personality and softened his tone.
"Master, I shouldn't be arrogant and think that I can start learning skills directly based on my own foundation."
Miss He spoke seriously. As she spoke, she picked up the cards on the table, threw them away, and said sincerely:
"Master, please teach me from the basics. I am willing to calm down and learn from the beginning."
"If you start from scratch, in just one year, given your qualifications, you may not even be able to learn a single move from your master!"
Yaoyang struck.
"As long as I try my best and be worthy of myself and the He family, that's all. No matter how far I have learned, I will accept it."
Miss He answered seriously and her words were full of sincerity.
"Okay, I hope you will always remember your current attitude!"
Yaoyang was finally satisfied and said.
"kindness!"
Miss He nodded repeatedly. After just one week, she finally understood that she actually had no so-called gambling foundation, and it was impossible to learn the skills directly from the beginning.
Most of the gambling skills she knows are not even third-rate. They are just like the trump card in martial arts. They do not require any basic knowledge and practice hard. Practice makes perfect.
You can handle tricks like this under normal circumstances, and in ordinary situations, you will even be hailed as a master!
But when you meet a real master, their entire system of teaching and practice is enough to crush you.
"Let's go. Since you are willing to learn from scratch, you can't stay here anymore. I will take you out now and start class!"
Yaoyang waved his big hand, pushed open the door, and motioned for Miss He to follow.
Miss He finally showed her first smile of the day, bright and beautiful, and stepped forward quickly.
Walking out of the dark room, it turns out that this is a very small courtyard, less than ten square meters in front and back.
Standing in the courtyard, you can hear the huge noise outside.
This is not a place for outsiders, it is the mahjong parlor opened by Miss He Da in Mong Kok.
Miss He opened a mahjong parlor just to learn gambling skills from Yaoyang nearby. She didn't pay attention to the mahjong parlor business at all.
Therefore, the structure of the mahjong parlor is very special. The front is a real mahjong parlor, covering an area of quite a lot, several hundred square meters.
In the back, it was originally a residential house in an alley. After Miss He ordered people to quickly renovate it, it formed a small courtyard and dark room.
In Miss He's original plan, she had a basic foundation, and learning gambling skills should start from the techniques, so she should just practice hard in the room after being taught by Yaoyang.
I never thought that the plan would be better than a change. The results of one week made Miss He clear about her own ability. In terms of gambling skills, she is definitely the worst!
"Master, where are we going now? Where do we start learning?"
Standing in the courtyard, Miss He looked at Yaoyang, who was half a head taller than herself, and asked.
"Is your business good?"
Yaoyang answered the question and said.
"Well…"
Miss He was startled, but she immediately replied:
"Now many people in Hong Kong and Kowloon know that I opened a mahjong parlor here just for the sake of our He's brand. I don't need to worry about this kind of small business at all."
In one sentence, Miss He spoke confidently, and her words also contained the pride of being a member of the He family. No wonder she is like this!
If you look at other people doing business, they all do it very hard. Even some big guys in the world were doing business for a mahjong parlor a few days ago, and even went to Yaoyang to mediate.
Miss He opened a mahjong parlor, and once her words were spread, countless people came to support her every day, crying and asking for money.
There is really no comparison between people.
Yaoyang thought for a moment and smiled:
"As long as business is good, the place for classes is just right. Let's go!"
With that said, Yaoyang took the lead, and the two walked into the mahjong parlor from the backyard.
Hua Hua Hua...!
"Hahaha, everyone has the fourth happiness, thank you."
"Fuck you, fat man, if you hit such a raw Zhang, are you showing off?"
"Xiao Xin, you've been doing shit lately. You've been so prosperous that you've won seven games in a row."
Inside the mahjong parlor, there were crowds of people, and the environment was very poor. There were noisy noises, clattering mahjong sounds, and people yelling and cursing.
In addition, the air was filled with smoke and the smell of nicotine was pungent. Even though there were multiple exhaust fans in the mahjong parlor, the smell was not reduced.
"Master, why are you going to class? Do you want me to go out and play?"
Miss He and Yaoyang stood at the back door, but no one came to disturb them.
"Although you are not good at gambling, it is still easy to dominate in this kind of place. What can you learn? Oh, by the way, don't call me master outside, just call me brother Yaoyang."
Yaoyang said easily and then ordered:
"Now I want you to go around the mahjong parlor, observe everyone carefully, and then come back!"
"Why? Master...Brother Yaoyang."
Miss He was puzzled and asked.
"Just go if you are told, there is no reason."
Yaoyang put on the teacher's airs and said.
"oh!"
Miss He obeyed, agreed, and entered the mahjong parlor along the aisle.
Yaoyang asked her to observe everyone, but she didn't hesitate and just stared at them:
Many guests who did not know Miss He were suddenly stared at by a beautiful woman, who teased her with all kinds of words and laughed, which made Miss He very unhappy.
Many guests who knew Miss He nodded and bowed again, trying to talk to each other, which also caused great inconvenience to Miss He.
Simply, after more than ten minutes, Miss He observed everyone in the mahjong hall that was completely full and walked back to Yaoyang.
Before Miss He could speak, Yaoyang asked with a face full of anger:
"How many people are sitting at the fifth table on the right after entering the door? What colors are they wearing?"
"ah……?"
Miss He quickly recalled it, and even turned around to look at it out of reflex.
"Don't look back, just tell me! There are only a hundred people in total, you can't even remember them?"
Yaoyang sternly reprimanded.
Miss He felt a little aggrieved, but she was strong and relied on her memory to answer:
"Four people, two wearing red, one gray and one brown!"
Yaoyang didn't say whether he was right or not, and continued to ask:
"What about the first table on the left as you enter? What color pants are they wearing?"
·"Pants?"
Miss He felt even more uncomfortable this time and couldn't help but say:
"Brother Yaoyang, what is this problem?"
"Observation and memory! Back then, your master once taught me that among masters, sometimes the most important thing is not how good your gambling skills are, but how good your eyesight is. If you can see through other people's tricks, you don't even need gambling skills.
Expose your opponent directly and make him completely defeated."
"On the gambling table, if you want to see the subtle movements clearly, you can do it with extraordinary eyesight. Now I am just asking you to talk about people. Are you unable to remember the simplest things, or did you not take it seriously from the beginning?
"
Yaoyang taught sternly, then waved his hand and said:
"Turn around and see for yourself, are you right?"
Miss He didn't know what Yaoyang meant by asking her to observe everyone from the beginning. Of course, she didn't remember much. Looking back, she realized that her first reply was a big mistake:
"There are indeed four people, but there is only one in red, three in black, and no brown."
At this time, Yaoyang's words continued:
"I just asked you about the two tables. The four people at the first table didn't know you. They seemed to have said something nasty to you. I could clearly see that you were very unhappy. The second table knew you and also told you.
Well, I clearly see that you are a little proud."
"Actually, I made it very clear at the beginning, asking you to observe everyone. No matter what you are doing, whether you are proud or frustrated, and there is any influence from the outside world, while you are dealing with other people, you should observe it at a casual glance.
, keep it in mind.”
"Just like in a gambling game, anything can happen. No one will spoil you and give you the best environment and the nicest words. A real master may have hidden tricks in every word and use everything around him
, attack your confidence, attack everything about you.”
"You can't even accept a few words from ordinary people, so what else can you talk about?"
"Think about it for yourself. After you understand it, practice your observation and memory! I will come back in a week. I hope you will be different by then."
"This is also the beginning of our first lesson!"
After saying this, Yaoyang strode past the "thoughtful" Miss He, passed through the mahjong parlor, and quickly exited the gate.
Miss He stood there for a long time. Suddenly, a light flashed in her eyes, and she turned around and began to patrol the mahjong parlor again.