Cyber Daming

"Are you Brother Bao?!"

Brother Bao raised his eyes in astonishment and happened to see a face that was as delicate as a woman's.

The pair of eyes embedded under his eyebrows, as cold as a deep pool, made him feel an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, and dense goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body.

This feeling is like the prey seeing a natural enemy, and the subconscious is giving him a crazy warning.

This man is a follower!

"I'm not Brother Bao. You have found the wrong person." Brother Bao shook his head and denied repeatedly.

"Maybe I made a mistake."

The man smiled nonchalantly and walked to a gambler, "Brother, could you please make room for me?"

"Sit down, sit down." The gambler stood up hurriedly.

He Shi Shiran sat down and raised his hand towards Brother Bao, "Play a game?"

"No need, I've won enough today."

Brother Bao, who was restless, refused, grabbed the banknotes on the table and prepared to stand up.

“Is it still possible to win money?”

The man smiled and said, "A hand with a hundred thousand cards, just draw the cards to compare. I see that your hand is very smooth today. It would be a pity not to gamble."

No matter how much money you have, you still have to live to get it.

Brother Bao's heartbeat was already rumbling at this time. It was rare enough for a follower to play cards in such a small place, and the other party just called out his name.

Nine times out of ten, the person who comes is not good.

"No need, Master Dai was sending someone to call me over just now. My greedy gambling has delayed a lot of time, so I have to get over quickly."

Brother Bao pretended to be calm and opened his mouth to announce a name.

Dai Ye, whose full name is Dai Yitu, is one of the three major factions of the Sichuan and Chongqing Gambling Association, namely, "Pai, Que, and Dice".

It was with Dai Yulou as his backer that he dared to blatantly cheat and cheat everywhere under the banner of Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club.

"Isn't it bad to be so disrespectful?"

The man put his feet on the table and folded his hands behind his head.

"Brother, if I give you face, then Master Dai will lose face."

Brother Bao frowned, "Isn't this bad?"

"Dai Yitu should be able to wait until it's time to draw a card."

Seeing that the other party called his patron by his first name, Brother Bao couldn't help but show a bitter look on his face and got straight to the point.

"Boss, if I have offended you in any way, please tell me right away."

"Okay," the man smiled with his thinned lips, "Then let me ask again, are you Brother Bao?"

"Just call me Xiaobao."

"Then why didn't you dare to admit it just now?"

Brother Bao nodded and bowed, with a smile on his face, "When traveling in the world, it's better to be careful."

The man raised his chin in agreement, then put his feet down and sat upright.

"I can see that you are also a cautious person."

Before Brother Bao could answer, the other party's face suddenly darkened, "Then how dare you go to Tai Sui to cause trouble this time?"

"I"

Before Brother Bao could say anything, he felt a sudden pain in the back of his neck, and the side of his face hit the card table with a bang, and blood filled the air instantly.

His eyes were squeezed into the corners of his eyes, and he glanced back with all his strength.

I saw a burly man appearing behind him at some point, with an iron hoop-like tiger's mouth pressing against his neck.

"Boss, where did I offend you?"

"Pretending to be innocent?"

The man jumped onto the card table and squatted on Brother Bao's head. His lowered eyes were filled with a biting coldness.

"Who at the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club doesn't know that Chaotianmen Pier is where I, He Zangjia, fish for food? Have you ever asked me about where you set up a game?"

It’s really because of the Southwest Water Transport Group incident!

Brother Bao was about to cry but had no tears. When he took over this business, Master Dai personally told him that everything was taken care of and there would be no problems.

Why does a real owner pop up now to cause trouble, and he is also a member of their Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club?

"Master He, there is a misunderstanding. If I had known that there was an owner of that place, I would not have dared to go there even if I had ten more courages."

"It's not too late for you to know now. At least you can understand until you die."

Cold sweat broke out on Brother Bao's face, and he said anxiously: "It's something that Master Dai asked me to do. I'm just an errand boy! Beat the dog to see if it's the owner, please spare me!"

"It's a good way to beat a dog to see its owner."

He Zangjia reached out and patted Brother Bao on the face and asked, "How much will Dai Yitu ask you to get this time?"

"Thirty percent."

He Zangjia's smile became even wider, "Then how much did you get?"

Brother Bao felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and said intermittently: "Six six."

"He asked you to get 30%, but you got 60%, and you dare to say it was the boss's intention."

He Zangjia whispered: "Although the lives of those labor slaves are cheap, they can't work by drinking the northwest wind. Now my boss is very angry and sent someone to find me. What do you think I should do?"

"I understand, I understand! I'll spit out all the money!"

Brother Bao said sadly: "Your Majesty has a lot, please spare me this time."

"Money, you definitely won't be able to swallow it this time. As for your life."

He Zangjia fell back, sat cross-legged, and looked at the eyes that were trembling with fear.

"If I let go of a bastard like you who has not been included in the order, won't all kinds of people dare to step on my territory in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Brother Bao suddenly struggled with all his strength, but no matter how hard he tried, the iron hoop behind his head remained motionless.

boom!

Amidst the dull impact, Brother Bao's head suddenly sank into the table, and his forehead even emerged from the bottom of the table.

The back of his neck was raised strangely, and his spine was violently broken by the strong man's punch.

After killing the person, the man's expression did not change at all, as calm as if he had crushed an ant.

The surrounding gambling tables also ignored the movement here. The gamblers played the cards and won the money.

The strong man lifted Brother Bao's body, raised and lowered his hands, and carefully touched every part of the body.

After a while, he handed the pile of treasure banknotes he found to He Zangjia.

"Brother He, this grandson only has this little money. It seems that most of the money he got was given to Dai Yitu as a filial piety."

He Zangjia held the banknotes with his thumb and passed them one by one between his nose.

After taking a deep sniff of the smell, he threw the money back.

"Have you found the boy who did the fake punch?"

The man replied in a muffled voice: "Is there any more, but we have determined that the person lives in the slum of Shibati Lai. There are not many people who have modified mechanical bodies in that place, so it should not be difficult to dig him out."

"Then find him quickly and tell him how brave he is. He actually dares to use the name of Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club to make a fortune."

"clear."

The man responded, and then asked: "What about 'Yidian'?"

"I promised the owner of the Southwest Water Transport Group to send all the money back. Since the dog can't pay the debt, of course he can only go to the owner to ask for the money."

He Zangjia jumped down from the table, put his hands into the pockets of his broad-legged breeches, and walked out with his shoulders swaying.

"If I don't step on his dice this time and kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, how can I, the 'tiger head' of Pai Gow, hang out in Chaotianmen?"