Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 24
"Wait a moment!"

"Wait a moment!"

Among the crowd, a gambler stood up and said excitedly, "Come on, I'll sit in a dealership, and whoever buys from them will win!"

talking.

He himself took the lead in betting: "I buy this little guy to win!"

"Come, come!"

"I also buy"

a time.

The gamblers onlookers joined in one after another, and began to buy winnings and losses as soon as they took out the banknotes. This kind of thing is also a common thing.

Anyway.

In Tan Cheng's place, as long as there is pumping, any game is fine.

After a short period of confusion, everyone finished buying.

Zhong Wenze's gambling table suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The positions of the crowd are also clearly defined, each standing in their own camp, looking at their cards expectantly.

A small number of people who did not participate stood in the middle with a spectator attitude.

At a glance.

Those who buy middle-aged wins occupy the majority.

As for Zhong Wenze, there were only a handful of people, no more than five.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The middle-aged gamblers over there started shouting to build momentum for themselves.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The people on Zhong Wenze's side were also not to be outdone, but in terms of momentum, they were obviously weaker than the people over there.

"Hehe, what do you use to beat me?!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but straighten his back when he saw the crowd of bettors behind him.

The environment, sometimes it can give people a strong momentum and create an aura.

"This time, the God of Wealth will definitely be on my side." The middle-aged man said with confidence.

"Hehe, does gambling rely on more people to win money?"

Zhong Wenze raised his eyebrows: "There are three major illusions in life, one of which is: you think you can win!"

Done.

He tilted his head and looked at Wang Bo beside him: "Bo Tsai, do you want to buy one?"

"purchase!"

Wang Bo took out the only one hundred Hong Kong dollars left in his pocket, and put it on Zhong Wenze's side.

"Okay, I will not only pay off your gambling debts, but also double your hundred!"

Zhong Wenze looked at the middle-aged man confidently: "Go!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The gamblers behind the middle-aged man looked like they had been injected with chicken blood, their right hands turned into knives, and they slashed down rhythmically with the shouts.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and sweat broke out from the palm of his hand that was pressing the poker tightly.

He pinched a corner and glanced, and the smile on his face gradually became thicker.

"Snapped!"

The middle-aged man flipped the playing cards over with his backhand and slapped them on the table, full of complacency:
"A! The biggest card! How can you beat me, kid!"

"it is good!"

"Won!"

"Give money, give money, give money!"

The gambler looked at the ace on the table and immediately regained his energy.

"Alas, it's over, it's over!"

"Grass, lost!"

"Sorry, sorry, you shouldn't believe this shit!"

The few people who bought Zhong Wenze and won sighed for a while.

The man who sits in the bank has the worst face, and he will have to pay for this one: "Damn it, you shouldn't be greedy for such odds."

"Gudong."

Wang Bo swallowed his saliva, looked at A on the table, and his face turned pale again.

He looked at Zhong Wenze with trembling lips: "Brother Ze, I'm sorry, I."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Zhong Wenze's shirt, lowering his voice: "Brother Ze, hurry up, I'm the one who killed you."

"Don't panic!"

Zhong Wenze patted him on the shoulder, with a calm expression on his face:

"Didn't I say, I'm here!"

Zhong Wenze left the table with both hands, took out the cigarette in his pocket and lit it for himself, puffing.

He shook his head regretfully, and said, "Unfortunately, A is indeed the biggest, but compared to my cards, it's still a little smaller."

"impossible!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and leaned forward, trying to take the stack of dollar bills in front of Zhong Wenze.

He spoke with an accent from the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai areas: "Little red man, how can you win Allah!"

"slow!"

Zhong Wenze stretched out his hand and patted the back of the middle-aged man, opened his hand that was trying to touch the dollar bills, and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile:

"A is really big, I'm bigger than you!"

talking.

He reached out and lifted the poker from the table.

Everyone's eyes focused on the past.

"Snapped!"

The poker slapped on the table with a crisp sound.

But at this moment, like a thunderbolt, it exploded in the hearts of the gamblers who bought the middle-aged winner.

Zhong Wenze's hole card is also A.

Ace of Spades!

"A is indeed big, but so what if you are an A?"

Zhong Wenze rubbed the cigarette in his hand with a smile: "It's a pity, I'm the ace of spades! If I say crush you, I crush you to death!"

"how is this possible!"

The smile on the middle-aged face gradually froze and then disappeared.

He stared gloomyly at the poker on the table: "Impossible! There can't be such a wicked card!"

There are 54 cards in a deck of poker, and there are still 52 cards except the old ghost.

The middle-aged man caught the ace of hearts, which directly overwhelmed Zhong Wenze's winning percentage to the lowest.

To win him, there is only the Ace of Spades, how could it be such a coincidence.

but.

Things are so wicked.

Zhong Wenze insisted on grabbing the biggest card among the cards flying all over the sky.

Originally thought that he would win, but was killed by someone.

That kind of huge psychological gap is hard for middle-aged people to accept.

"What? You don't admit it?"

Zhong Wenze stretched out his hand to volley and gestured around: "Everyone is watching here, are you going to slander me for cheating?"

"I said, I will eat you, even the Lord of Heaven is on my side!"

Zhong Wenze snorted coldly, propped the gambling table with his right hand, and looked at him coldly.

"That's it!"

The five people who bought Zhong Wenze and won were in the mood of riding a roller coaster, and they were extremely excited at this time.

They began to divide the table full of banknotes.

"you are vicious!"

Unwillingly, Brother Shui pointed at Zhong Wenze, and threw the IOU note over: "Let's settle the matter, let's go."

"Brother Water!"

The middle-aged Hong looked at Brother Shui, gritted his teeth and said in a firm voice: "I want to play with him again, I don't accept it!"

It is clear.

At this time, middle age has reached its peak.

"Push the street, what a fart!"

With a gloomy face, Brother Shui took a deep look at Zhong Wenze, and then his eyes fell on A Biao who was standing timidly beside him:
"Stop playing, let's go."

"Ha ha."

Zhong Wenze grinned, reached out and tore up Wang Bo's IOU, and put the money back in his pocket:

"Since we don't want to play anymore, let's stop there, Brother Xie Shui, let's go first."

talking.

He stretched out his hand to grab Ah Biao, pushed him outside, and quickened his pace:

"Let's go, pretty boy, you still need to escort us out."

Seeing this scene, Wang Bo quickly followed behind Zhong Wenze.

Just now.

There was a sudden commotion in the casino.

I saw several staff members suddenly appearing in the casino.

It is said that the staff is actually watching the scene.

They began to push people out violently, and quickly drove out the gamblers at each table, clearing the field forcefully.

Looking at this posture, Zhong Wenze quickened his pace a little, but he was stopped by two people just after taking a few steps.

"Zhong Liangzai, are you in a hurry to leave?"

Dasha stood in front of Zhong Wenze with a cigar in his mouth and looked at him fiercely.

Dasha Cheng, whose height is comparable to that of Zhong Wenze, looks bigger and stronger.

(End of this chapter)