In an old-fashioned street, a man wearing a straw hat sets up a street stall and tells fortunes.
This man is about fifty years old, with gray hair on his temples, and knife-like wrinkles that show that a middle-aged man has experienced the vicissitudes of life. Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary old man shaking the lottery tube is the once-powerful Macau casino.
Chen Laoyao, the god of gambling.
Debuting at the age of sixteen, Chen Lao Yao defeated countless opponents in the casino and achieved great success.
In line with the saying of the Yangtze River, the lang behind the lang is pushed forward by the lang, Chen Laoyao is a good player in the casino, but not a good leader. He can control the gambling table, but cannot control the casino. Fu Haoran obtained the title of Macau Casino
Without the right to host the event, Chen Laoyao no longer has a foothold in Macau.
Not willing to fail, Young Master Chen went to play in Fu Haoran's casino, but was discovered by the other party and cut off three fingers on his left hand. In desperation, Young Master Chen kept his name anonymous and made a living by telling fortunes on the streets of Macau.
Business was very bad today. At four o'clock in the afternoon, dark clouds suddenly rolled in from the clear sky, and it was threatening to rain heavily.
The weather is so bad, I should close the stall early and go home to drink tea.
Chen Laoyao untied the curtain and was about to put the lottery tube into the cloth bag he carried with him when a young man came over.
This young man is handsome and has a vigorous brow. He is by no means an ordinary person.
"Boss, are you closing the stall so early?"
"Yes, the weather is going to change. Go home early and rest."
The young man smiled, and his voice was very soft, but irresistible: "Why don't you do business if it comes to your door?" As he said, the young man raised his hands to the sky: "I think this day will change sooner or later, so what if I have to make more predictions?"
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Young Chen took off the lottery tube and shook it. It was a lottery with the inscription "Flying Dragon in the Sky".
"Congratulations to our guests, this action will definitely make a difference."
The young man took out a piece of paper and handed it to Chen Laoyao: "This is the fortune-telling fee. Don't take it too little."
This was a Citibank check, and the number on it made Chen Lao Yao shocked. One million Hong Kong dollars, is this young man crazy?
Young Chen subconsciously reached his left hand under the stall and touched the hidden pistol. He felt a little more at ease: "Young man, you are not here to tell fortunes!"
"Of course I'm here to tell fortunes. I tell other people's fortunes!"
"Who?" Chen Laoyao's pupils shrank, and an invisible murderous aura filled the air.
"Fu Haoran's life!"
Being able to say Fu Haoran's name at once, this young man's background is definitely not simple. Young Chen looked at him steadily, his eyes as sharp as an eagle: "Who are you?"
"Fang Ming!"
"Fang Ming?" Chen Laoyao blurted out: "Are you Fang Ming, the boss of Maosheng Film and Television Company?"
"Yes."
"What do you want from me?" Chen Laoyao put away the pistol and his heart dropped.
"Let's chat with you and talk about Fu Haoran!"
Young Chen also smiled, with the cunningness of an old fox: "This is not a place for chatting, come with me!"
After walking through the winding alley, Fang Ming came to the door of a courtyard house.
The courtyard was very clean, and two young men were killing chickens. The steaming chicken blood was poured into the salt water, and it quickly condensed into a square piece.
The two young men were very agile in removing the hair, cutting it into pieces, and putting it into the pot.
Judging from the layout of the courtyard, the life of the gambling god Chen Lao Yao is not as difficult as imagined.
"Master!" The two young men looked at Fang Ming warily. The veins on their arms were bulging, like two little leopards grinding their teeth.
The youngest Chen waved his hand and said with a rare smile: "Daozai, Hua Sheng, we have a guest."
With that said, the youngest Chen pointed at the two young men: "They are all my apprentices. They have learned at least 90% of my skills. I have relied on them to take care of me these years."
Young Chen pushed open the study room, asked Fang Ming to sit down, and made two pots of tea.
"Mr. Fang, just tell me if you have any questions. My old bones may still be of some use."
"Master Chen, I just want to ask you one thing. Do you still want revenge?"
Chen Lao Yao's wrinkled face was a bit greener. The sunlight shone through the glass window on his dark face, shining with a luster similar to bronze.
Chen Laoyao raised his head, his eyes were particularly bright, and he stretched out his left hand towards the sun.
His left hand was dry and bare from the index finger down. Young Chen smiled dryly and said, "Mr. Fang, I think about this all the time."
"Revenge may have to pay some price!" Fang Ming said calmly.
"I know!" Young Chen's eyes were burning with fire: "I'm already this age, what else is there to be afraid of? I live just to wait for this day. My wife and daughter all died at the hands of Fu Haoran.
Here, as long as you can take revenge, I will give you my life!"
The hope of revenge is also a kind of hope. In many cases, it is not only love but also hatred that supports people's survival.
Fang Ming could see that the hatred in Chen Laoyao's heart was very strong, like old wine buried in the ground, getting stronger with the passage of time.
"Tell me what you need me to do!" Young Chen picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
"I want to know what Fu Haoran is most afraid of?"
The youngest Chen laughed twice: "What Fu Haoran fears most is that the Governor of Macau takes back the operating rights of the casino."
What supports Macau's economy is the casino business, which is completely the Las Vegas of the East. Hong Kong has returned to China, and Macau is still in the hands of the Portuguese, and the return is not far away.
Ten years ago, Fu Haoran bribed the governor of Australia with a large amount of money and gained control of some casinos. Now that the deadline is coming, the withdrawal of the casino operating rights has completely cut off Fu Haoran's financial path.
"Not bad!" Fang Ming nodded approvingly and said, "How to do it specifically?"
Chen Laoyao narrowed his eyes and said: "I know that several casinos in Macau are transferring their operating rights. We can take over these casinos and complete the first step into Macau. When it reaches a certain scale, we can participate in the casino
Bidding for operating rights.”
"It's a good idea, but I don't understand the operation of a casino." Fang Ming laughed, and his smile spoke for itself.
"My two apprentices, Dao Zai and Hua Sheng, can be responsible for the daily affairs of the casino. I will not show up and will only make suggestions behind the scenes."
Showing up will inevitably attract Fu Haoran's attention, but Chen Laoyao plays a greater role by hiding in the dark.
While they were talking, the two apprentices had already prepared dinner.
The youngest Chen asked Fang Ming to take a seat. Fang Ming did not delay and just finished the simple meal.
Before leaving, Fang Ming filled out another check for five million and gave it to Chen Laoyao: "We will act according to the established plan."
Five million? Dao Zai and Hua Sheng's eyes widened. They suppressed their curiosity until Fang Ming left. Dao Zai rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "Master, what is the background of this young man? He will give it to us as soon as he makes a move."
Five million, he is really generous."
"Yeah, isn't he afraid that we won't do anything after taking the money?" Hua Sheng also felt that Fang Ming was being generous.
Chen Laoyao glared at Hua Sheng, clasped the dry pipe on the table and said: "Hua Sheng, I dare to give you five million people as soon as we meet. Do you think he will be afraid of you and run away?"
Hua Sheng remained silent and said with a smile: "Master, I am asking too much."
"It's good to know!" Chen Laoyao looked at the two apprentices kindly: "You have been studying with me for several years, and now Mr. Fang has asked you to be the manager of the casino. You have to show me the place carefully. Don't
Screwed up."
"Casino manager?" The two apprentices looked at each other, not believing that such a good thing could happen.
"Why, you don't believe what Master says?"
"Believe it, believe it!" The two apprentices' faces glowed with excitement.
Half a month later, Fang Ming's Evernight Casino officially opened.
To be precise, the Evernight Casino consists of five branches, which are mainly managed by Daozai and Huasheng.
The two apprentices of Mr. Chen are very dedicated and manage the casino in an orderly manner. Every time a new casino opens, there will be many crooks who come to fish in troubled waters and test the waters. Daozai and Hua Sheng caught several crooks one after another, but it was not surprising.
No one came to make trouble, and the casino's business was pretty good.
One evening, the Evernight City Casino opened its doors to welcome guests as usual, but something strange happened.
The door had been open for more than two hours, but not a single customer came. Dao Zai stood at the window on the third floor and looked down, and couldn't help but gasp.
At the alley in front of the Evernight City Casino, a group of men in black appeared at some point. These people held steel pipes and iron bars in their hands and stopped at the alley. Many customers took a detour.
Dao Zai became anxious and found Hua Sheng to discuss countermeasures.
Hua Sheng looked at it carefully and found that one of the faces was very familiar. He seemed to be Fu Haoran's subordinate.
Dao Zai's face darkened: "Did Fu Haoran discover the master's whereabouts?"
Hua Sheng thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, let's take a look. The other party will definitely come to us."
This group of men in black stood at the door for more than half an hour, and then walked into the Evernight City Casino under the leadership of a bald young man.
Huasheng and Daozai stood at the door, smiling brightly: "Welcome to the Evernight City Casino. What should I call this gentleman?"
He stretched out his hand so as not to hit the smiling person. The two of them welcomed the guests with smiles on their faces, which relieved the serious atmosphere a lot.
The bald man glanced sideways at Hua Sheng: "Tell your boss to come out and speak."
"I am the boss!" Hua Sheng still smiled.
"Pah!" The bald man suddenly reached out and slapped Hua Sheng loudly on the face. Then, the bald man grabbed Hua Sheng's hair and pushed him down on the gaming table.
"Take it!" A sharp dagger pierced the gambling table, and the cold blade was pressed tightly against Hua Sheng's face. The bald man shouted sternly: "Don't pretend to be confused, are you two stupid young men worthy of running a casino?
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"If they don't deserve it, you don't deserve it!" A lazy voice rang out, and a young man with a crew cut sat in the corner, drinking tea leisurely.
"Who are you?" The bald young man felt that the momentum of the crew-cut man was not simple, like an unsheathed saber, the cold light was overwhelming.
The crew-cut man stood up. His burly body was like an iron tower, and the ground shook with every step he took.
The flat-headed man struck out with a palm, and the bald man pushed forward with both arms, trying to block the flat-headed man's punch path. In the face of absolute power, all blocking was in vain.
With a crisp sound of "pop", the bald man's arms hung down limply. The crew-cut man stretched out his other hand to hold down the bald man's head and slammed it towards the gaming table.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the bald man's face was covered with blood. It was too horrible to see.