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Chapter 33
Gan Jing swore that he was really just a security guard!
Uh, I've been working as a security guard for almost a year.

"Junior brother, what on earth do you do?" Tan Shan hadn't known how many times he had unconsciously asked Gan Jing beside him.

He didn't dare to let this junior brother play around with himself this time.

Just now, I only gave the younger brother 1000 yuan in chips, and won more than 300 million yuan.

Now he holds more than 300 million in his hand, is he going to win this casino! ?

"Brother...I'm a security guard..." Gan Jing said weakly.

"Oh."

The two of them carried a plate full of chips, followed by two waiters, they stopped gambling or playing, and just wandered aimlessly like this.

Within a minute, Tan Shan turned his head and stared at Gan Jing's face again: "Gan Jing! What are you doing!"

Phew, do you think you can scare me into telling the truth by making such a sudden noise...

But even if I tell the truth, you won't believe it...

Gan Jing felt weak, this time he said: "Senior brother, what do you say I do, that's what I do."

Tan Shan was full of doubts, and pinched his thigh with his right hand—ah, it really hurts, this is not a dream.

The two continued to walk in the casino in silence.

Silence, silence, silence is Cambridge tonight.Silence, it's 360 million tonight.

Until Zhou Xuewen reappeared, the two of them seemed to have some energy at the same time.

"Tan Shan, and this little brother, come and play in the VIP room." Zhou Xuewen was in his thirties, and looked very gentle, his appearance and temperament could not tell that he was the owner of an underground casino.

To be able to open an underground casino in a city like Yangcheng must have extraordinary energy.

Gan Jing knew this very clearly, that's why he only made a move after getting permission from his senior brother. Similarly, even if he made a move, he had some scruples.

Otherwise, it would be a tragedy if the senior brother couldn't cover him all of a sudden.

He obediently followed the two of them, and when he was about to go upstairs, he turned around and said to the waiter, "Come on, give it to me, I'll take it." He reached out to take the chip tray from the waiter.

Hearing the voice, Tan Shan gave Gan Jing a hard look.

Zhou Xuewen didn't change much, just smiled slightly.

The three of them took the elevator to the third floor.

Compared with the noise in the lobby on the second floor, the third floor was much quieter. The layout of this floor was completely different from the one below.

The aisles are covered with thick carpets, and the sound insulation effect of each other's rooms is also very good. On the walls, there are calligraphy and paintings of East and West that I don't know if they are real or not.

"Hello, little brother, I'm Zhou Xuewen, haven't asked for advice yet?" Zhou Xuewen led the two of them towards a private room, walked a few steps and turned back to Gan Jing and said seriously.

Tan Shan had introduced the two to each other before, and Zhou Xuewen also knew the young man's name, but now he was asking the question again.

He didn't believe what Tan Shan said, this was just a small security guard, just a beginner Peking Opera apprentice.

Whose security guard can do this?
Please give me a stack of such security guards!
Gan Jing obviously didn't understand that Zhou Xuewen was asking the way, but he stretched out his right hand in a little astonishment and shook hands politely: "Brother Zhou is good, I'm Gan Jing, and I'm here with Senior Brother." He still didn't forget to mention his backer .

I have a backer!My backer is your good friend!Everyone is their own!don't shoot!
Gan Jing's meaning was perfectly understood by Zhou Xuewen, he smiled helplessly, let go of his hand, shook his head, and said, "Come and play in the private room, it's bigger and the atmosphere is better here."

The three of them entered the box, where music was playing softly, and several well-dressed people were chatting.

"Mr. Zhou is here, should you bring someone to play or go off in person?" A middle-aged man with a big belly laughed.

Zhou Xuewen smiled and said: "That depends on whether you have enough people. If you have enough, I will play with my friends."

The box is very large, divided into three areas, there are three small gaming tables, and there are many ways to choose from.

"I'm waiting for Lao Xu. Beauty, why don't you pour tea for your boss!" The middle-aged man shouted.

These people are obviously regular customers and are very close to Zhou Xuewen.

Gan Jing and Tan Shan did not belong to this circle, they just listened quietly.

They were dressed in ordinary clothes, and the others didn't pay much attention to them. They just thought that they were brought in by ordinary friends to open their eyes.

"Junior brother, don't act recklessly here." Tan Shan said in a low voice, "People here are not ordinary, offending senior brother randomly may not necessarily save you."

Gan Jing didn't have any plans to make a move at all, he only knew how to play dice, and now the people looking at him seemed to want to play poker.

"Trust me, brother." Gan Jing's eyes were pure, "I'm not a troublemaker!"

Tan Shan felt relieved and nodded, he is really his good junior.

The two sat on the sofa, and two cups of fragrant tea were poured on the coffee table.

Zhou Xuewen greeted the people in the box with long sleeves and dancing, and was about to come to Tan Shan when he heard a report from his subordinates in the earphones, he was taken aback, beckoned to Tan Shan, and walked out of the box in a hurry .

"Maybe there is something to deal with." Tan Shan said, and then saw a boss-like person walking in and talking to the middle-aged man with a big belly at the beginning, probably this is the old Xu mentioned just now.

"Come, come, 21 o'clock. No one is allowed to leave this time, and the time for the evening is reserved!"

The people over there were talking and laughing lively, and they began to sit on the small table and prepare to play cards.

Gan Jing glanced at the game, looked at the chip tray on the coffee table, and was quite satisfied. He picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and praised in a decent way: "Good tea!"

Tan Shan looked at his younger brother with contempt, and he didn't believe that he knew tea at all. Before drinking tea at his place, he drank it all in one gulp, but now he pretended it.

……

In another box not far away, Zhou Xuewen looked at the few people sitting in front of An An, his face was a bit ugly.

"Brother Zhang, what does this mean?" He stared at a man with a gloomy face and asked.

"It's not interesting? Can't you come to your place to play?" The man asked back.

Zhou Xuewen looked at the calm middle-aged man in another position, and said slowly: "Brother Zhang, if you come to play by yourself, then I welcome it very much. It doesn't matter whether you are with others or with me. But, you bring a master here It's not authentic to play..."

Generally speaking, bringing a master to play without telling them in advance is to spoil the game with malicious intentions.

Brother Zhang first brought people into the box, and won several rounds before he caught the waiter's attention. A croupier in charge recognized one of them as a well-known gambling master, and hurriedly reported it to Zhou Xuewen.

"It's just playing two games. What's the matter? Can't you afford it?" Brother Zhang licked his lips and smiled at the neatly combed man next to him.

Zhou Xuewen looked at him without speaking, and said after a long time: "Brother Zhang, is this trying to mess things up?"

"Hahaha, what are you messing with? We're here to have fun." Brother Zhang grinned, "Aren't you allowed to play? Then let's go now."

They had already won a lot of money when the casino didn't realize it before, so it wouldn't hurt them to leave now.

With a cold face, Zhou Xuewen heard the voice in the earphone, waved his hand to let the men blocking the door back away, and said to Brother Zhang: "Brother Zhang is willing to play, then I will find someone to play with you."

"Okay! Boss Zhou is proud! Just waiting for your words!"

Brother Zhang stood up, rubbed his fingers and smiled at the man beside him, "Brother Ma, it's up to you."

"Ah."

With his hair combed neatly, Brother Ma stood up, his hands on his waist were slender and fair, and he smiled calmly at Zhou Xuewen, who had a serious face, a bit like a poisonous snake that had spit out a letter.

(End of this chapter)