Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 105 Gambling

Saigon market.

Game room backyard.

On an open folding table, there were several plates of cooked food.

The three sat around the table, drinking and chatting.

"Brother Huo Shi, you said they are rushing to the street, can they come back tonight?"

The middle-aged man with a shaved head took a sip of his wine, smiled and looked at Huo Shi, reached out his hand and took out a ten-dollar bill from his pocket and put it on the table: "I bet ten yuan, they won't come back at night. "

Under the light, the bald head gleamed with oil.

This middle-aged man was originally bald, and the top of his head fell out, so he simply shaved it off, and gave himself the nickname monk. He has a very good relationship with fire shit, and he is a right-hand man.

"You fucking bet, I'm sure they won't be able to come back."

Huo Shi put a piece of pork head in his mouth, chewing vigorously: "I have already called to tell Brother Tony to come over for a drink, and he is on his way now."

To pass the time, he became playful and looked at his younger brother Axi with a smile: "Xizi, do you think they can come back?"

"Damn, bro, aren't you talking nonsense."

Axi stroked his hair that was about to reach his nose, stretched his neck and said, "These guys are going to die."

"However."

Axi shook his long hair in front of his eyes and scolded with a smile: "Since it's gambling, it's boring for you to play like this. It's all the same, so what a fart."

He took out two one-hundred sheets and patted them on the table: "I bet they can come back alive tonight." After finishing speaking, he leaned forward and grinned: "Of course, they will come back here alive." Whether he will die or not is another matter."

"Okay, since your stupid brother wants to send money out, then I'm not going to be polite."

Huoshi threw a peanut into his mouth, took out a golden bull and slapped it on the table: "If they can return one, I'll lose the money to you."

"I'll also add a golden bull."

The monk touched his big bald head, and scolded with a smile: "Grass, Xizi, you don't have the style of your brother at all, you know you will lose."

Ah Xi smiled and took out the cigarettes in his pocket, and gave each of Huoshi and Monk one: "You and my brother are here, aren't you?"

Huoshi was in a good mood today, took the cigarette and lit it, and took a puff happily: "That's right, what's wrong with you having these two hundred, you have to give it to us."

"Fuck, then it's not my own money, that Fei Bo who is on the street."

Ah Xi couldn't help but smiled smugly: "Fei Bo is a dead man, and all the money he paid for his life was given to women.

How could he have guessed that he kept sending money but couldn't even touch it. The woman who was regarded as a treasure by him, I don't know how many times I have crazily exported her under my crotch. "

"Haha, you boy, you have the demeanor of mine back then."

Huoshi smiled and shook his head, narrowing his eyes and cursing: "Zhong Wenze is so fucking on the street, he really doesn't know his fucking last name, he thought that after killing Aji, he could become a big boy if he collected a few more trash under his hands." dude."

"I've inquired that the few Yue Nanzi who came to trade tonight are all ruthless characters who have countless lives in their hands, are full of experience, and kill without blinking an eye."

"On the streets like Zhong Wenze, they are not worthy of carrying shoes for others. This is the first time we have cooperated. They are carrying blank papers to deal with people. They are not courting death or anything."

He licked his dry lips, his face was full of complacency: "But, I have to say, the trick you thought of, Monk, is really good."

"How could they have thought that the lower layer of the banknotes is covered with white paper?!"

He smiled triumphantly and shook his head.

Erlang's upturned legs were shaking rhythmically.

Axi picked up the wine bottle, filled it up for the monk, and said, "Brother Monk is amazing."

"Well, this matter is over."

The monk enjoyed the feeling of being praised very much, and stroked his big bald head quite proudly: "Looking back, it's the most benevolent to give a sum of money to the two families who followed to die tonight."

"Well, I approved the money, and each person will give an extra thousand."

Huoshi was wrapped in a cigarette happily, and exhaled freely: "I thought Zhong Wenze was so good. We just used a small trick, and he killed him directly."

"Hahaha"

The three looked at each other tacitly, then raised their heads and laughed.

"boom!"

A loud bang.

The door leading to the backyard from the game room was kicked open roughly.

Ah Xi frowned, and immediately stood up as soon as he slapped the table: "Fuck you, who is it, you're looking for death, didn't you see the boss drinking!"

Turn around and look.

in the pupil.

A tall and handsome figure was quickly approaching him.

"Zhong Wenze!"

a time.

The three subconsciously shouted.

in unison.

Zhong Wenze, with messy hairstyle and blood-stained white shirt, took the lead, walked quickly to the three of them, and glanced at the cooked food on the folding table with a half-smile:
"Brother Huo Shi, you are so elegant, why don't you have supper here at night?"

He stretched out his legs and hooked the stool behind him, and sat down with a golden knife, crossed his legs, and took out the crumpled Marlboro in his pocket.

"Chong!"

The Zippo lighter burst into flames.

The warm light illuminated Zhong Wenze's angular face.

In his eyes, flames were beating.

Behind Zhong Wenze.

Wang Bo, with his arm wrapped in a white cloth, was expressionless.

Seeing this posture, Ah Xi subconsciously took a step back and opened the distance.

"what"

Huo Shi was the first to react, with a smile on his face, and with a smile, he stepped in front of Zhong Wenze: "Not bad, you're back so soon?"

"Hurry up, sit here and have a drink together, it's hard work."

"Ha ha."

The monk licked his lips, and also greeted with a smile: "Xizi, quickly move two stools, sit down, sit up."

"No need!"

Zhong Wenze yelled, and said in a cold voice: "No one is allowed to leave! If anyone dares to leave, then you can give it a try."

A Xi's steps froze, and he paused in the air, neither walking nor not walking.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he took it back.

"Ha ha.."

Zhong Wenze took a breath of the cigarette, reached for the wine bottle on the table, raised his head and took a sip, casually wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the banknotes on the table: "Oh, not bad, very elegant, Snacks and gambling money at night, cool and unrestrained.”

He fumbled back, took out the wallet in his pocket, and took out five golden bulls to pat on the table: "Come on, come on, it just happened to happen, let me also bet on it."

"I guess, you are betting, whether I, Zhong Wenze, can bring someone back alive tonight!"

a time.

The courtyard fell into a brief eerie silence.

"I bet, I, Zhong Wenze, can come back alive and unscathed!"

Zhong Wenze raised his head and looked at Huo Shi with serious eyes: "Unfortunately, I won the bet."

The smile on Huo Shi's face froze, and he smiled again: "Ah Ze, look at what you said, if you like to gamble, I'll get you some later and let you play to your heart's content. If you lose, it will be mine. "

"Come on, let's drink."

"Snapped!"

Zhong Wenze reached out to pat the table, and suddenly raised his head: "Unfortunately, you lost!"

"bet."

"It's your life!"

(End of this chapter)