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Chapter 327 Punish the Cripple Huang
"Open, open, open"

The gamblers onlookers yelled for Huang Zizi to play more. With a confident smile on his face, Huang Zizi raised his hand and took the dice cup away, revealing two dice on one side, two fours for a total of eight points.

Han Zheng didn't hesitate, picked up the dice cup and put away the dice, and rolled them up and down, left and right, out of thin air, and the gamblers who watched were shocked, guessing that Han Zheng's gambling skills should have extraordinary attainments.

When the dice cup fell down smoothly, Han Zheng took the dice cup away and revealed two stacked dice inside, and it turned out to be six o'clock on it. Everyone gasped, and then burst out laughing uncontrollably.

"Young man, this is a gamble, not a skill. You are giving 50 yuan to Boss Huang for nothing!"

Han Zheng pushed the 50 in front of him down in front of Huang Zizi indifferently, "Brother Huang, let's continue. For me, it is a kind of enjoyment for me to lose. I guess I will just recite it today. After all, there is a lot of money." Isn't it just for squandering?"

Huang Zizi laughed and gave Han Zheng a thumbs up, and then the two continued to roll the dice. As expected, Han Zheng still lost 100 million in the second game, 300 million in the third game, and so on until There is only 100 million left in Han Zheng's suitcase.

"The boss can't play any more. The 2000 million is all the money the chairman gave you before you left. You have lost all of it. Where can we get the money for the acquisition of the company!"

It was only then that Han Zheng realized that Yang Toteng, a softie, had a great talent for acting. Hearing his intentional reminder to join the play, Han Zheng also put on a blush and pushed Yang Toteng aside.

"You are a servant who is in charge of my young master's affairs. If the money is lost, I will take care of my father. If he doesn't squander tens of billions of assets, can he use it to lay eggs?"

Rolling up his sleeves, Han Zheng pushed the remaining 100 million in front of him, and said to Huang Zizi: "Brother Huang, let's continue, I don't believe that the idea will be memorized!"

Before, Han Zheng lost to Huang Zizi with the lowest points, so now Huang Zizi has long regarded Han Zheng as a foolish rich second generation who has no brains and can only pretend to be B. At this time, he is aiming at winning Han Zheng. Tens of millions, anyway, I have plenty of money.

In this round, Huang Zizi rolled out seven points, and he was confident that Han Zheng would definitely lose this round. Han Zheng, with red eyes, showed his points after shaking, and it turned out to be eight points. You **** lucky.

Then Huang Zizi used his hands and feet to shake out two sixes. He was really worried about Han Zheng's luck, but when he opened it, he found that it was only two ones, which made Huang Zizi unable to figure out what was going on for a while.

Han Zheng sneered in his heart, pretending to be excited, he rolled out a three point casually, completely defeating Huang Zizi, and now all the gamblers in the room gathered around, wanting to see if Han Zheng could really flip against the trend.

After ten rounds in a row, sweat dripped from Huang Zizi's forehead, because Han Zheng won all ten rounds. Not only did he win back his own 2000 million, Huang Zizi also took in 200 million.

"2000 two million is all bet, winning or losing is just a game, and then Brother Huang, let's go drink and relax under the skin!"

Han Zheng stretched his waist, asked Yang Tuteng to light a cigarette for himself, took a deep breath and exhaled a smoke ring, and looked at the ugly yellow cripple with a half-smile.

Huang Zizi took a deep breath, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at the 100 million in front of Han Zheng, struggling in his heart, at this moment he suddenly realized that the rich boy in front of him was very not simple.

But the arrow has to be launched, if he gives up this crucial gamble today, his reputation will inevitably be affected in the future, the most important thing in the world is face, so he decided to bet this one with Han Zheng .

Picking up the dice cup, Huang Zizi used his method of pressing the bottom of the box. Before, he was confident that the points he rolled would not be wrong, but the points changed after he opened it, which made him doubt his ability to some extent.

This time, after shaking for a full minute, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, and the dice cup finally stopped falling and opened. All eyes looked, only to see two ones.

"It seems that this match is destined to be my little brother's victory!"

Han Zheng picked up the dice cup and shook it for a while, then put it down and opened it, but there were two sixes firmly inside. At this moment, the cripple Huang felt that his eyes were darkened, and he almost sat down on the ground, and was supported by the girl beside him.

"Brother, I won this game by luck. Checks and cash are fine. If we take a gamble, maybe you can win back your capital with interest, and let's talk about winning or losing in the casino." It was just for fun, brother, why are you vomiting blood?"

This is Huang Zizi's side. The young man in a black hurdle vest and with hideous ghost heads tattooed on his arms stretched out his hand to slap the table and said fiercely, "The boy has come to play tricks on us, Mr. Huang!" We all know the basics of gambling, and it is absolutely impossible to shake this small number of points."

Han Zheng put his legs on the table with a smile in his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked at Huang Zizi lightly, "Why, I want to take the money back after losing the money? It seems that I am willing to gamble and lose Brother Huang, did you tell the ghosts?"

The young man with the tattoo said in a low voice to the gamblers in the room: "The business is temporarily closed today, everyone will come over tomorrow, Master Huang will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

These people are all regular customers here. Although they felt no deep or deep regret for Han Zheng, no one came out to mediate and persuade them. They all shook their heads secretly and left the second floor. They drove home and drank and drank after a while. Just go away.

Huang Zizi stared at Han Zheng with a pale complexion, "Young man, you play beautifully with one hand. I have been walking in this industry for so many years, and I accidentally fell into your hands, but I want to be in my hands." It’s not something everyone can do to take away the cheap.”

Yang Tuteng and An Hua stood behind Han Zheng. They were not worried about Huang Zizi's ruthless words. They were looking forward to how Han Zheng would punish this arrogant and domineering Huang Zizi next time.

After the young man with the tattoo made a phone call, in less than a minute, more than a dozen young people came up from downstairs, each of them was holding sticks in their hands, and all of them had fierce eyes. As long as the cripple Huang gave an order, He would rush forward and beat Han Zheng and the three of them to death.

"Forget it, I came here just to find a reason to punish you. Now that the reason has been found, it also makes me feel that I am not bullying others!"

As soon as Han Zheng changed his voice, a dazzling thunderbolt burst out from the entire second floor
Amidst the muffled groans of the young men, they were struck by lightning in the blink of an eye, lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, unconscious, and the smell of burnt meat wafted all over the room. The young men with tattoos had long since been frightened by this scene and fell into panic. middle.

"you you you"

Cripple Huang, you didn't say a word for a long time, you pulled the arm of the girl beside you who was already scared and incontinent, opened your mouth and bit down, and in the girl screaming in pain, plopped to Han Zheng's knees!

"Brother, I don't know Taishan with my eyes. I really don't know how to offend you, brother. I'm just an ordinary person. I usually do some things that are unconscionable, but I won't offend a big man like you!"

Han Zheng looked coldly at Huang Zizi who was kneeling on the ground, and said deeply: "You didn't offend me, because I want to open a factory in Bishui Town, so naturally I have to get rid of you, a local snake, so that I can do business with peace of mind. "

"I only have two requests for you. First, transfer Fengda Company to me for free, and hand over the 2000 million you lost to me to the wife and children of the developer who were coerced by you to jump off the building. Second, let me leave Bishui from now on." Town, if you don’t listen to my advice, then your whole family will be like this table.”

The next moment, Huang Zizi saw the solid wood main table, which was patted by Han Zheng's palm and turned into fine powder. He has dominated Bishui Town for many years, and Huang Zizi, who is honored as Huang Ye, became incontinent, and his pants pockets were full of excrement and urine!
"I promise, as long as it can keep me alive, I will promise you everything!"

Only then did Han Zheng nod in satisfaction, and asked Yang Tuteng to put all the money in the suitcase, glanced at Huang Zizi and said, "I only give you three days, don't try to find someone to deal with me, because you didn't That ability!"

　Seven more today!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)