After changing his clothes, Li Feng looked at his new outfit in front of the mirror.
Dressed in black, with a silver mask on his face that only exposed his mouth, he looked exactly like Black Hand, but this temperament couldn't be faked at once - he looked submissive, with no trace of Black Hand's abyss-like aura.
nothing.
Unexpectedly looked at Li Feng in the mirror, complained in his heart, and then reprimanded:
"Stand up your chest, be a little imposing, a little majestic, okay?"
"No, no, Lord Evil God." Li Feng swallowed tremblingly: "I, I'm afraid!"
"What are you afraid of?" Mo Zhi was speechless for a while.
"Hey~~" Li Feng chewed his teeth and said, "Sir, I am just a rickshaw puller, how dare I pretend to be those black-handed adults! Oh~~~ I saw that their feet were weak."
"What a coward!" The evil god immediately cursed.
"I'm just cowardly." Li Feng was about to cry:
"I am just an ordinary little person. I have no money in my pocket and no gun in my hand. How can I dare to deal with those high-ranking big shots? Let alone pretend to be them. If I am discovered, I will not be beaten to death."
"Alas~~" Mo Zhi also sighed: "When you are gambling, you are playing cards at the same table as those big shots."
Li Feng screamed strangely: "How can it be the same? There are rules for gambling, everyone is fair, and the money in hand is also fair, regardless of status!"
"You are quite interesting." Mo Zhi laughed, but then sighed:
"With the rules of the gambling game, you won't be afraid of the big shots? Maybe this is one of the reasons why the gambling game is so attractive to you. Everyone is equal at the card table?"
Li Feng nodded hurriedly: "Win is win, lose is lose, no deadbeat! Who cares what his identity is?"
"The capital in my hand is just a little less than theirs, so when I play cards, I bet carefully and don't make any rash moves. What's the saying? Hmm. If you don't see the rabbit, don't spread the eagle."
Mo Zhi thoughtfully said: "Because of this conservative play, you only lost less than one gold dollar."
"That's right! Otherwise, I would have gone bankrupt long ago. I have been very lucky during this period!" Li Feng agreed and said: "One gold dollar is just pocket money for a big shot like you, but for me, hey, this is how much money a family has.
Month’s rations.”
The evil god brought the topic back and said seriously:
"You have to know that the difference between you and those big shots is not just money!"
Li Feng reluctantly nodded.
"You have to be powerful, understand? You have my help. Now you are a hundred times more powerful than those black hands!"
"Really?" Li Feng asked in disbelief.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the toilet.
Wang San rushed in with a group of people and roared without even looking:
"Li Lezi? Come out, I see you are hiding inside!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Master Black Hand in black robe looking at him.
Wang San immediately froze on the spot, terrified.
The people following him suddenly no longer dared to be arrogant, and they all remained obediently silent.
Obviously, Wang San brought his people here to seek revenge, but he didn't expect to bump into "Master Black Hand" as soon as he entered the door. How dare he be so arrogant!
Li Feng almost jumped out of fright at first, but then he immediately saw that Wang San and the others didn't even dare to breathe after seeing him, and then he realized that his disguise at this time had an effect.
However, I still feel a little unsure, and my tone can't help but stutter:
"Quiet and quiet."
Who would have thought that such a light sentence would frighten the people in front of them out of their wits.
Wang San bent down and bowed repeatedly, extending his hands to make the people behind him step back while apologizing:
"I'm sorry, Lord Blackhand, I...I didn't mean to offend your power! I just came to see someone, I just came to find a friend."
"I really didn't know you were here."
"We're leaving now, we're leaving right now, excuse me."
After saying that, he bowed deeply and turned around in a hurry to run away.
Li Feng was stunned and immediately became elated.
The identity of Master Blackhand is very useful!
At this time, he was not as embarrassed as before, but he was even more playful, and he shouted in a deep voice:
"stop!"
This time the sound was not loud, but Wang San and the others suddenly froze as if they had pressed the pause button. No one dared to leave.
Everyone turned their heads stiffly, looked at the tall and upright Lord Black Hand, and begged for mercy almost at the same time:
"Sir, we were wrong."
"Let us go."
"We just came here to see a friend, and I didn't expect to run into you since he's not here."
"Sir, spare my life!"
Seeing everyone kneeling down together, Li Feng didn't know why he suddenly felt mixed emotions in his heart. He looked deeply at this group of companions who even he didn't dare to
They were all brought by Wang San, and some of them were the coachmen they usually drove together with, so they all knew each other.
Li Feng took a slow breath: "Looking for friends?"
"Who are you looking for?"
"Looking for Li Lezi." One of them replied immediately, but was stabbed by his companion next to him.
Everyone seemed to understand in unison, pointing to Wang San almost at the same time: "He brought us here."
Wang San looked extremely ugly. He opened his mouth and spent a few seconds summarizing his words before saying:
"Sir, this is a private matter between the younger ones. That person's name is Li Feng. Like the younger ones, he is a poor sports car driver."
"When Na Shabi saw that I won a small amount of money in the casino, he insisted on coming with me, without even looking at his stupid behavior."
"Is this a place where a poor guy like him can come? Obviously not. Na Shabi often comes to the casino recently and lost some money. I saw that he was poor and wanted to lend him some money to repay his loss. Who knows the result?
The mad dog suddenly got angry and beat the little one."
After stammering to describe the matter clearly, Wang San raised his head and reported to Master Black Hand solemnly:
"The little one is thinking that this poor guy is suffering from mental illness! If such a person stays in the casino, he will inevitably get sick and hit other guests. Why don't we take our group of brothers to find him quickly and try to get him out of here?
Blast out."
"We are helping you maintain the security of this casino."
These words were spoken very quickly. Before Wang San could finish speaking, a group of people following him echoed:
"That's what happened."
"Li Feng is just a poor guy. Coming here to gamble has ruined this casino."
"How does he deserve to come here to play! He doesn't have a single gold dollar in his body. Mr. Blackhand, you should drive him out when you see him. He is the kind of person who uses a little change to see the opportunity and use his small fortune to steal.
Win the casino money.”
"Yes, this kind of bastard doesn't deserve to be in this casino."
Everyone was talking about it.
Li Feng looked at these people in silence, and suddenly felt that something in his heart had been pierced, and there was an indescribable sourness.
"Go away." He just said softly.
After hearing this, everyone felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They scrambled to get up from the ground, turned around and fled from the bathroom.
Li Feng just stood there, not moving, but the fists in his hands could not help but clenched and exposed the veins.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly spoke and asked from a distance: "Lord Evil God, are you the one who found them?"
"Don't talk nonsense, it has nothing to do with me." The evil god's voice was a little erratic, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.
Li Feng exhaled slowly, and the corners of his mouth twitched:
"Didn't you find him?"
"I told you no, why don't you ask?" Evil God responded lazily, then gradually turned solemn:
"Now that this matter is over, you can go backstage."
"The way you look now, hehe, they probably won't recognize you."
Li Feng pursed his lips, feeling that it was difficult to describe his complex mood with his poor vocabulary. After standing still for a long time, he nodded heavily:
"Okay, let's go!"
There was no stop except for the bathroom. Li Feng walked straight through the corridor at the back of the third floor in accordance with the instructions of the "Evil God" with his head raised.
There is a large cubicle at the back, and there are many black-handed guards also wearing black robes on the passage.
Li Feng walked over with a calm expression and passed by those black hands.
Although he couldn't help but feel nervous, it felt like a fire was burning in his heart at this moment, and he walked directly into the backstage with a calm attitude.
There were two gangsters standing at the door, and they stretched out their hands to stop Li Feng.
Li Feng did not panic, but took out his token and waved it in front of the two of them.
The two gangsters looked at each other, stared at Li Feng for a while, and then quickly let go of the passage, allowing Li Feng to enter.
"Sir No. 7, please excuse me."
Li Feng didn't know why, but he couldn't say anything, so he walked straight into the backstage and opened the door to the room inside.
"No. 7, sir, what the hell is this number?" The evil god's voice sounded in Li Feng's mind.
Li Feng shook his head slightly, saying that he didn't know either.
Unpredictably, he seemed to understand.
The gangsters I met along the way, including the gangsters standing guard in the casino, all seemed to be at the white and red levels, but the identity card in Li Feng's hand came from an orange-level gangster.
Orange level, of course, has a higher status than these red level and white level guys.
The seventh-ranked adult?
But he suddenly discovered another detail and shouted:
"Li Lezi?"
Li Feng was startled, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he did not dare to say anything.
"Have you ever thought that most of the Black Hands look similar? Although they all wear masks, they still have a familiar feeling. It seems that everyone is similar."
"And height, have you noticed that many gangsters are almost the same height?"
Li Feng was stunned. He looked around and found that there was no one around him. Then he lowered his voice and said:
"It feels a bit like this. Maybe these gangsters are people selected by the Webster family. Well, the guys who have been trained will certainly look like them when they put on their uniforms. They look like security guards. A team of security guards walk together.
They all look the same.”
"Maybe." The evil god said with some doubts in his tone.
After turning the last corner of the passage, the backstage hall of the casino appeared in front of him. This was a room of seventy or eighty square meters, and the furnishings inside made Li Feng's eyes widen.
There are actually pieces of luminous glass inside, with red ripples exuding strange rhythms on the glass. What's even more shocking is that each piece of glass shows scenes from all angles in the casino.
Even Unpredictable was shocked.
Isn’t this a surveillance camera?
No, it's not a surveillance camera, it should be a contract item with similar functions to a camera.
Four black hands were sitting in front of these "screens", looking at the images inside very lazily.
After observing again, Li Feng once again confirmed that the image inside was indeed what actually happened in the casino, because he saw Wang San and his group coming out of the bathroom and walking straight to a table where they were playing Texas Hold'em poker.
Even the swelling on one side of Wang San's cheek was clearly visible, which was where he was slapped by the evil god.
Seeing Li Feng come in, the four gangsters looked at each other, then looked at the sign in his hand, and all said hello:
"Sir No. 7."
Hearing the other party call him this, Li Feng's violently beating heart sank. He nodded and said nothing.
The four gangsters also tightened their sitting postures and carefully examined the pieces of glass in front of them. It was obvious that the leaders were working hard.
"Find a place to sit down." Lord Evil God said.
Li Feng knew not to panic at this time, so he casually walked to a chair next to him, lifted up his black robe and sat down, crossed his legs and covered himself with his robe, and sat quietly behind a few people.
After that, four gangsters monitored the situation in the casino in front of Li Feng's eyes.
Next to them, there is an intercom similar to a telephone for communication.
"Backstage, look at card table No. 8 on the second floor." A voice came from the microphone.
A black hand urged Fuyuan to press the microphone:
"What's wrong?"
Microphone: "There is a guy in blackjack who has won 17 gold dollars. There seems to be something wrong."
When the gangsters in the background heard the sound, they immediately focused their attention and stared at the screen showing the card table No. 8.
After watching for a while, the leader of the four gangsters said directly: "I didn't see the use of talismans here in the background. He might be a gambling master. You go to the scene to confirm."
"Okay!" Laughter suddenly came from the microphone: "As long as it's not a white shirt, we'll go over and get that person right away. Damn it, how dare you win so much money!"
"He must be taken down!"
"Haha, go ahead, go ahead, no problem. There will be no fluctuations in the source of symbols!" The man behind the scenes confirmed it again with a smile.
If he hadn't been unable to speak out at this moment, Li Feng would have almost screamed.
What's going on right now?
Before he could be astonished, a voice sounded from the phone again:
"By the way, Councilor Pedro was playing dice just now. The one with the big bet should be table 3 on the third floor."
"Can I see it backstage?"
"I can see it," Blackhand replied.
"Well, keep an eye on it over there. I've already informed our people at table 3 that we want Congressman Pedro to win money today and make him happy."
"Master No. 2 once said that he would take care of Master Pedro. This man is useful to our family."
"Well, go ahead! I'll notify them right away." After the black hand answered, he pointed at another microphone: "Table No. 3 on the third floor, start giving out money, let Representative Pedro win money."
"Understood." A voice immediately came back from the microphone.
Li Feng was stunned.
"Hey, hey, hey!" This time, a black man monitoring the screen suddenly said into the microphone:
"Did you see table 14 on the third floor? It's the group of people playing Texas Hold'em."
"I saw it."
The black hand spat: "Those are a group of poor rickshaw pullers. It makes people look upset. Tell them to get out of here and don't occupy their seats."
"Received!" the phone replied: "Oh, by the way, the leader, the guy named Wang San, just won against two directors working at the Jiuzhou City Communications Department. It seemed like he won five or six gold dollars.
"
"Then why don't we destroy him quickly!" Black Hand yelled into the microphone: "How can we let poor drivers win money and leave in our casino?"
Microphone: "Of course not, but don't worry, I'll send someone over later to play with them. Let's take back the money he won today and then drive them away."
Black Hand: "You don't have to do that! How much trouble does it take? You can win five gold dollars from playing cards. Even if our masters make thousands every time, it will be better for a while."
"For poor things like them, just send outside gangsters to deal with them!"
"Beat me and get my money back!"
Microphone: "Okay, okay!"
Even Mu Zhi could feel Li Feng swallowing deeply.
What the gangster just described was Wang San’s group of people.
And from the screen, Li Feng also clearly saw that two gangsters went directly to the Texas Hold'em poker table on the third floor, and drove everyone away without explanation, and then
The two gangsters directly dragged Wang San to an unoccupied room, punched and kicked him, and plundered all the tokens from him.
Wang San was lying on the ground, seemingly unconscious.
Mo Zhi then chuckled: "Li Feng, do you understand?"
"Do you still want to use the mortgage money to come to this casino to get your money back?"
Li Feng had completely forgotten to answer, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
