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Chapter 691 The pattern of the gangster

Seeing the young man being pushed to the ground by Xiao Jingjing, Zhou Sen was secretly surprised. You must know that this young man works hard every day and has a lot of brute force in his body. And such a young man with such brute strength was actually pushed to the ground by Xiao Jingjing.

On the ground, it can be seen that Xiao Jingjing's strength cannot be underestimated.

Everyone followed Xiao Jingjing and rushed into the small dark room. Wang Zong took out a micro flashlight. Although this micro flashlight was very small, it was extremely bright. When the light was turned on, people saw the embarrassed old man in the small dark room.

The old man was holding a mace in his hand, and behind him was a pile of maces. In addition to maces, there were also heavy cold weapons such as maces and hammers.

The old man obviously did not expect that everyone would rush in. Besides the look of embarrassment on his face, there was also a trace of panic.

"Old sir, your ancestors have left quite a lot of heirlooms!" Xiao Jingjing sneered, her body boiling with murderous intent, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop, as if she was in an ice cellar.

"I will refund the money, I will refund the money, and this mace will be regarded as a gift from me... Also, I will refund all the weapons you are wearing, as a gift from me to everyone..." The old man is also a discerning person.

, seeing that Xiao Jingjing was not someone to be trifled with, he quickly spoke in a low voice.

"Do you think we are here to blackmail you for a few small dollars?!" Xiao Jingjing stared at the old man with cold eyes.

"Miss, I'm sorry,..."

"Forget it, is it possible that this young lady is as familiar as you? Let's go!" Xiao Jingjing glared at the old man fiercely, turned around, waved to everyone, and walked outside.

"Old man, be smarter with your moves! Give him the mace!" Wang Zong gestured to the old man to hand the mace to Zhou Sen, and then followed Xiao Jingjing out. Sun Wenliang and Mina also followed.

go out.

"Don't be surprised, old gentleman." Zhou Sen smiled.

"It's funny to do tricks in a class." The old man smiled bitterly.

"It doesn't matter, everyone is just begging for food." Zhou Sen shrugged, waved to the old man and the young man, and turned to leave.

"Grandpa, you seem a little timid today!" The young man followed out and watched Zhou Sen and his party leave, then turned around and walked up to the old man and said dissatisfied.

"What should I do if I'm not afraid?" the old man sighed.

"Are they great?"

"Not only is she awesome, but that little girl is not a good person."

"She...she is a bit strong. When I was pulled by her, I was pulled back." The young man said with lingering fear.

"She is not only powerful, she is a superpower. I can feel the surging power in her body. However, although she is very strong, I am not afraid of her. The most terrifying thing is the young man." The old man said with a look on his face.

A solemn look.

"The young man...the young man who bought the mace?"

"Yes."

"Is there anything special about him?" The young man looked puzzled, because, in his opinion, Zhou Sen was very ordinary.

"Do you think a person who actively asks to buy heavy cold weapons will be a good person?" the old man said slowly.

"Aren't there a lot of people coming here to buy heavy cold weapons? Why isn't he a good guy?!" the young man asked doubtfully.

"Yes, there are many people who come here to buy heavy cold weapons, but how many people do you see who use heavy cold weapons and are slender and thin?"

"Eh... Grandpa, it's true what you said. The people who came here to buy heavy cold weapons before were all big and round, and few were as handsome as that young man." The young man suddenly realized.

"Yes. Also, this young man gives people an unfathomable feeling, especially his eyes, which seem to be able to see through everything. Usually, people who make people feel this way can control the life and death of others..."

"Manipulating other people's lives and deaths?" The young man's eyes widened.

"At least, you can control our life and death."

"Grandpa, why don't they let us refund the money?"

"People disdain."

"Disdain..."

"Yes, they maintain their own status and don't bother to argue with us low-level people. However, after this incident, we have to change the way we do business."

"Why?"

"If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts. We were lucky enough to meet someone today who doesn't care about us. If we had met someone who was narrow-minded and determined to retaliate, we would probably be dead on the street by now."

"Yes, yes, if we meet Zhou Sen, the most ruthless gangster in the universe, we will be dead."

"Silly boy, Zhou Sen, the best gangster in the interstellar world, doesn't know us. Okay, okay, I'll hang out some heavy-duty cold weapons later and clearly mark the price..."



After leaving the "Swordsman" Cold Weapons Shop, everyone walked along the back street. On the way, passers-by looked sideways because Zhou Sen's mace was in his hand, which was contrary to his white and clean image, and looked particularly sharp.

Attention.

Xiao Jingjing seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't speak a word along the way.

Sun Wenliang and the others saw that Xiao Jingjing was silent and did not dare to speak, so they all followed behind him obediently.

Soon, the group of people arrived at the Moon Bay Hotel, the most luxurious seven-star luxury hotel in the Galaxy 117 Star Station.

Xiao Jingjing had already booked a room. After revealing her identity at the front desk, a dedicated butler immediately took the group to the presidential suite.

"Jimu!" ​​After Xiao Jingjing sent the housekeeper away, she stared at Zhou Sen with a pair of bright eyes.

"Huh?" Zhou Sen was confused. He didn't know why Xiao Jingjing was angry.

"Tell me the truth, why do you know that the grandfather and grandson are liars?" Xiao Jingjing said through her teeth.

"Ahem...are you still thinking about this?" Zhou Sen looked surprised. He didn't know that Xiao Jingjing was still brooding over it.

"Hey, hey, I was the one who was deceived. You have to let me know how you were deceived!" Xiao Jingjing said angrily.

"Ahem..."

"Be honest and don't hide anything, otherwise... hum!" Xiao Jingjing had a threatening expression on her face.

"I don't know what to say. How about you ask a question and I'll answer it."

"That's... okay. Please tell me first, how did you know that his ancestral mace was a lie when you didn't see the mace?" Xiao Jingjing asked.

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"Let's assume for a moment that if the old blacksmith really has an ancestral mace in his hand, I believe he will study it repeatedly. However, there is no mace in the entire shop. This is obviously not in line with common sense, so I

Make sure the mace in his hand is not an heirloom treasure."

"So that's it..." Xiao Jingjing suddenly realized.

"Jimu, what you said makes sense, but I don't think it's enough to convince me." Sun Wenliang shook his head and said, "Besides, there are many heavy-duty cold weapons in his little dark room."

"Yes, how do you explain those heavy cold weapons?" Xiao Jingjing asked.

"Actually, this is a series. Please recall, among the cold weapons displayed in the shop, are those heavy cold weapons?" Zhou Sen smiled.

"Yes, there are heavy cold weapons such as maces and horse-killing axes." Xiao Jingjing thought for a while and said.

"Yes, I seem to see a very long heavy weapon." Mina said.

"What you are talking about are heavy cold weapons for long-distance attack. Are there any heavy cold weapons like maces, maces and hammers?" Zhou Sen asked slowly.

"It seems like there really isn't. Is there any mystery in this?" Xiao Jingjing asked curiously.

"This is the secret. The long-handled heavy cold weapons you see are not suitable for carrying. In other words, no one buys those cold weapons at all. Then, heavy cold weapons like maces naturally become

Popular items…”

"Wait a minute, Jimu, why do heavy cold weapons like maces become hot commodities?" Xiao Jingjing interrupted Zhou Sen.

“The only way for humans to kill armored giant cockroaches with cold weapons is to use heavy-duty cold weapons, because only heavy-duty cold weapons can penetrate the exoskeleton of armored giant cockroaches, so more and more people will buy heavy-duty cold weapons.

, and among the many cold weapons, only heavy cold weapons with short handles are easy to carry. Naturally, this type of cold weapons will become a hot commodity."

"It makes sense...it makes sense...you continue!" Xiao Jingjing nodded repeatedly.

"Actually, the mace is just one of the items in the old blacksmith's scam. In fact, he used words from the beginning to tell me what heavy cold weapon I wanted. After I said it, at this time, the young man would cooperate with the old blacksmith.

Blacksmiths, then lead us into the urn, and once we are in the urn, they can take whatever we want and raise the price."

"In other words, if you ask for a hammer, they will also say that they have an ancestral hammer?"

"Yes, you have also seen that the small dark room is filled with heavy-duty cold weapons that are easy to carry."

"So that's it, that's it..." Xiao Jingjing suddenly realized.

"Since you know, why didn't you expose him on the spot?" Wang Zong said dissatisfied.

"When you asked me to borrow money, did I break through you?" Zhou Sen stared at Wang Zong with a deep gaze.

"Ahem..." Wang Zong looked embarrassed.

"Do you know why he didn't expose it?" Xiao Jingjing said with a proud look on her face.

"Why?" Sun Wenliang and Wang Zong asked in unison.

"pattern!"

"The pattern..." Sun Wenliang and Wang Zong looked at each other.

"I clearly know that I have been fooled, and the other party is willing to refund the money, but I don't want it. Why? It's the pattern! What is the pattern? The pattern is the product of culture, comes from expectations, and is used for gaming. A single grid is a rectangle, showing

Sexual, it can be related to rules, legal stripes, theorems, standards, etc. Multiple grids are used as frameworks, which can be systems, fields, industry ecology, circles, etc., through different thinking frameworks such as time, space, angle...etc., cognition

The domain is used as a grid to determine the situation or layout..."

"Oh, I understand, it's just grand." Wang Zong agreed fawningly.

"Yes, we just need to be generous. We don't have to fight with the little people in the market for some petty profits. They are earthen pots and we are porcelain. If we win, we will lose face. If we lose, the price paid will not be worth the loss. So, no

As a last resort, there is no need to argue with them, to put it nicely, it is the pattern!"

"Yes, Jingjing is right." Wang Zong nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, let's all brainstorm. We are going to plan a big event now. Let's discuss how to get enough money at Interstellar Station No. 117." Xiao Jingjing said.

"Jingjing, just follow my method and I guarantee to win all their money." Wang Zong said, patting his chest.

"Well, I agree with this proposal. Let's all share our opinions." Xiao Jingjing nodded.

"I can prevent them from cheating through the optical brain, but I always feel something is wrong..." Sun Wenliang said.

"Speak up if there's anything wrong." Xiao Jingjing said.

"I can't tell... I just feel something is wrong." Sun Wenliang scratched his head.

"Jimmy, what do you think?"

"First of all, whether Wang Zong can win 100% is a question. At least, Wang Zong lost everything when he was on the Kunpeng. In other words, Wang Zong cannot control the casino at all. Even if Sun Wenliang cooperates, he can only control high-tech cheating.

,In fact, artificial cheating is not something we can control..."

"Jimu, I..." Wang Zong interrupted Zhou Sen unhappily.

"Wang Zong, let Jimu finish." Xiao Jingjing frowned and glanced at Wang Zong.

"Yes." Wang Zong lowered his gaze.

"Well, let's assume that Sun Wenliang can control the optical brain and Wang Zong can control artificial cheating. Then, we will win a big victory. Then, the remaining question is, how do we take the money we win? Everyone needs to figure it out.

This is Galaxy Interstellar Station No. 117, not a planet. Without foreign aid, it is impossible for us to leave without anyone noticing."

"Jimu, don't you still have me?" Xiao Jingjing said with a smile.

"Do you think I, Jimu, can fight against the entire Interstellar Station No. 117?" Zhou Sen sighed.

"No, you are not Jimu, you are Zhou Sen, the most ruthless gangster in the world. Do you think Zhou Sen, the most ruthless gangster in the world, cannot fight against Interstellar Station No. 117?" Xiao Jingjing looked proud.

"In other words, the final success or failure depends on whether Zhou Sen, the most ruthless gangster in the world, can suppress them?"

"Yes."

"Well, Miss Xiao Jingjing, you are right, but you have ignored a key issue. Will others believe that I am Zhou Sen, the number one gangster in the universe?"

"Jimu, I just need to wrap you up a little bit, and I guarantee that they will all believe that you are Zhou Sen, the number one gangster in the interstellar world. Because, I compared the holographic images of you and Zhou Sen. Except for your thinner body and fairer skin, there is no

The tattoo and other matching accuracy reached more than 90%." Xiao Jingjing said with confidence.

"Then, there is one last question. Do you think that if Zhou Sen, the most violent gangster in the world, is short of money, he will arrange for people to win money in the casino?" Zhou Sen said calmly.

"ah……"

Xiao Jingjing was stunned.

"Let's think about the situation of Zhou Sen, the most powerful gangster in the interstellar world." Zhou Sen shrugged.

pattern!

Everyone fell into a long silence.

For a long time, everyone has been thinking about pretending to be Zhou Sen's reputation, but they have not considered whether Zhou Sen, the most ruthless gangster in the world, would do such a thing.

Zhou Sen, the best gangster in the interstellar world, will not make money by winning money. Obviously, the pattern of gangsters will not be so small!


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