football career from scratch

"What are you doing, Zuo Feng?"

Hearing such a question, Zuo Feng raised his head.

Then he drank the can of beer in his hand, and asked drunkenly: "What else can I do, drink."

"What's the point of sitting and drinking alone, let's go, my brother will take you to a fun place." The visitor laughed.

Zuo Feng recognized him, and he was considered a half-way gangster, but most of the time, his contacts with Zuo Feng were to introduce Zuo Feng to participate in competitions.

Wanhu is the name of this guy. When he brags, he often says that he has thousands of roads and can accommodate all corners of the country—but in Ningshui City, he is indeed a well-informed person.

"What are you going to do? Health care?" Zuo Feng laughed.

"Isn't that the same thing, go play something exciting." Wan Hu smiled mysteriously.

"Why? I don't know how to take drugs." Although Zuo Feng was drunk, he still had a lot of vigilance.

"What, am I that kind of person? If I touch that thing, I'll either be crushed to death or be killed by a police officer. I'm a poor fisherman, so I dare not touch these things." Wan Hu's expression changed.

Zuo Feng felt slightly relieved: "What the hell is that?"

Wan Hu pulled Zuo Feng up and left: "Come on, you'll know after reading it."

10 minute later.

Wan Hu took Zuo Feng out of the taxi, then turned into a dark alley, touched the door of a house that was no different from the surrounding residents, knocked on the door a few times, and chatted with the big man who opened the door , Only then did Zuo Feng lead into the gate, the big man looked around vigilantly, and then closed the gate.

This area is the old city, and this alley is a row of one-story houses. After entering the house and passing through the alley, Wan Hu opened another door.

Suddenly, it was a small yard. Walking through the yard, and then pushing open another door, noisy voices came out immediately.

"Playing with money... This is not a good thing."

Zuo Feng took a quick look around and understood that there were more than a dozen gambling tables, and the sound of yelling and drinking was everywhere, and the smoke filled the air, exuding a luxurious atmosphere.

"Of course the casino is here to give away money, but being a banker is different. Even if you don't get cheated, in terms of probability, the casino still has a 20% chance of winning. Have you seen that betting table? The last banker has something urgent to sell, [-] Wan is enough. I don't have enough money, so I came to ask if you are interested." Wan Hu said with a smile.

Zuo Feng felt a little itchy.

Although he has been relying on Dong Lin to play football for a living in recent years, he is no stranger to casinos.

In a casino, gamblers lose nine out of ten bets, but being a banker is really different.

Theoretically speaking, the probability of winning or losing is [-]/[-], but the advantage of the casino is that the capital behind it is extremely strong. If both parties do not spend a thousand dollars, the bet will definitely be evenly divided in the end, but what is the advantage of the casino?One is to draw water, and the other is to be able to continue continuously. Any big casino must gamble fairly and let you lose convincingly.

Although such private gambling stalls are not very well-behaved, the fact that they can have such a good business at least shows that their reputation is still very good.

20 yuan for a gambling stall can win the management right, which is really cheap to grandma's house.

"I don't have enough capital." After thinking for a while, Zuo Feng still shook his head. Without strong capital, this thing cannot be played.

"What do you have to worry about? The backstage of the casino will support you. No matter how much you lose, it will be theirs, as long as you can win back." Wan Hu laughed.

"Is there such a good thing? Impossible?" Zuo Feng was taken aback.

Wan Hu looked around, and then said in a low voice: "Naturally, the big boss is behind the casino. You also know these specific details. The casino will not lose, it will only win. The purpose of sharing the profits with you is to make you take responsibility... …Actually, the winners and the losers are all just aisle players, and the big ones belong to the casino, but the rake is not too small, at least it’s safe, isn’t it?”

"That's right, that's reasonable." Zuo Feng nodded: "But the income from pumping water is not enough for the risk of being a banker."

He knows that the income from pumping water is not low, but if the casino thing really happens, then the first ones to squat will be dealers like Zuo Feng and the others. The last dealer will quit, probably because he has earned a lot. If you don't want to be scared, you will choose to quit.

Zuo Feng is only 17 years old, he has a lot of good years, and he doesn't want to be here all day long.

"If you don't want to be afraid for too long, then you can only seek wealth and wealth."

Wan Hu glanced at Zuo Feng, with a hint of shame in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and said with a smile: "Come be a banker for a day, bet on your luck, and if you win, the casino will only draw [-]%. Of course you You can also place your own bet and take it all away if you win, that’s your skill.”

Zuo Feng bit his lip, and there was a huge ideological struggle in his heart.

Over the years, he has saved hundreds of thousands, which is enough for him to live comfortably for two years, but without Zuo Feng, he really doesn't have the confidence to continue in amateur competitions.

After all, he knows his level. Although he is good, he is far from being able to win the game. These days, if you don't have outstanding skills, who would spend money to invite you?
Niu Hong's fame has been earned in the past few years. Although he stumbled against Bu Qingyun, in other games, he is not absolutely sure, and Niu Hong will never play. He would rather earn less.

Cooperating with Dong Lin can indeed sweep the entire Ningshui amateur football world, but he is the only one, and he is still a little behind.

In this way, it is almost impossible to rely on amateur competitions to get as nourished as before.

If he gambled like this, he could win a lot of money, enough to buy a house and start a small business by himself, then he would be able to settle down in peace.

People's thinking is very strange. You must know that a shrewd person like Zuo Feng has always been very vigilant about gambling, but from the curiosity at the beginning to the excitement when he heard the good conditions, until now, he I have neglected that I can not gamble, but I am just thinking about how to gamble.

Wan Hu's statement is very tempting and brainwashing.

The person who arranged this plan obviously understood human psychology. Of course, Zuo Feng's acquaintance like Wanhu was needed to make Zuo Feng let go of most of his guard during the initial contact.

"Then take a gamble!"

Zuo Feng was ruthless - anyway, it was 20, and if he lost it all, he would treat himself as bad luck, but if he won the game, the 20 would be multiplied by ten times, and it would not be a big problem.

"Okay, then I'll help you get a table." Wan Hu nodded: "Hey, if you win, remember to have my share."

"Of course, brother, you remember me, so I won't treat you badly." Zuo Feng laughed haha.

Five hours later.

Zuo Feng sat on the bed in his rented house, dripping with cold sweat.

"I'm fucking dizzy. Is it the wrong medicine?"

After drinking the wine in his stomach a few hours ago, it has turned into cold sweat and all flowed out at this moment.

Zuo Feng considers himself a very calm person, but the atmosphere of the casino can make even the calmest person go to his head, unless he doesn't care about the chips flying around on the table.

However, how can a rich man who has reached that level come to gamble with such small money?
Zuo Feng's luck was pretty good when he first became a dealer.

The advantage of being a banker in baccarat is not small, and Zuo Feng's luck is really good. In just one hour, his 20 principal has tripled.

However, his luck began to turn bad. He lost 60 points at [-] o'clock, and [-] o'clock at [-] o'clock. In half an hour, not to mention losing all the [-] won, he also lost more than half of his capital. Just when he was about to leave When he was young, his luck began to improve again. He won several rounds in a row by killing the banker, and he lost both those who took cards and those who didn't. This made him almost return to his peak state.

In the next few hours, there were wins and losses. When I lost, I started to lose money, and when I won, I doubled it several times, but the highest I won was 10,000+, which was still a little short of 100 million.

Under such circumstances, Zuo Feng also began to gradually relax his vigilance, only thinking about winning 100 million before leaving.

At this time, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Losing eleven games in a row, the underdog made a lot of money, and Zuo Feng lost in cold sweat.

When he completely lost all his money for the first time, Zuo Feng had completely forgotten what he said, "Just leave when you lose everything, and don't stay any longer."

Wan Hu appeared, brought him the 100 million offered by the casino, and took an IOU from him.

This is an old routine, but Zuo Feng, who has lost his mind, only feels gratitude in his heart at this moment.

There is almost no suspense about what happens next.

When the sky turned pale and the casino closed, Zuo Feng collapsed on the dealer's seat.

Not to mention losing all of his 20 savings, he owed the casino 100 million.

The money you owe the bank, you can also declare bankruptcy, and the money owed to the brother on the road... Hehe.

At this time Wanhu had disappeared, no matter how stupid Zuo Feng was, he knew he was on the right track.

Zuo Feng didn't even know how he got back home, he only knew that if he was able to hang around for a while before, then now, he really can't.

According to the note he typed, if the money owed to the casino is not paid within three days, it will be doubled.

The casino is quite kind, there is no nine out of thirteen returns, no interest added on the next day, but it will double when it expires in three days.

Zuo Feng knew he was done.

In three days, even if he sold both of his kidneys, he still wouldn't be able to get back the 100 million.

He can't escape either, he is alone and penniless, where can he escape?
Being able to open such a large-scale casino in Ningshui, will he really let him escape like this?

He can only wait to die.

Three days later, the casino came to him, but if he didn't come in, his life would be considered clean.

After all, he has no other relatives, and no matter how powerful the underworld is, they can't find other people to pay off his debts on his behalf.

"Forget it, it's fine to die, but it's a pity, Dong Lin, I can't go to you and say sorry to you." Zuo Feng said with a wry smile on his face.