There is space for the married man

As soon as he stepped into the gate of Yuanlai Casino, he was stopped by someone, "This is not where my brother came from, let's go."

If it were an ordinary guy, he would probably be quite frightened. Wen Lang didn't have that kind of gender awareness. The other party was rude, and he was even worse than the other party. Do you understand?"

The two looked at each other, and looked at Wen Lang curiously. Seeing Wen Lang's appearance and demeanor, they thought he was the young master of some family, and wanted to find excitement on a whim.

These young masters who are not deeply involved in the world are most interested in Qinlou Chuguan and gambling houses.

Wen Lang frowned, pushed away the two people who were blocking him, and walked in swaggeringly, the two gatekeepers whispered, "Stop it?"

"What people said is right, it doesn't matter if he is a brother or not, if he comes to have fun with us, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, he is a guest."

So Wen Lang entered the gambling house smoothly.

In modern times, he also went to the casino with his half-brother, but it was on a luxury cruise ship, and there were all upper-class people in it. They gambled and had fun, and most of them got together to win relationships and talk. Business.

Wen Lang's elder brother was discussing business with others, while he was killing all directions at the gambling table. Because the commotion was a bit loud, others praised him in front of his elder brother. Wen Lang remembered his elder brother's indifference and contempt at that time. Said a sentence: "Things that cannot be put on the table."

Afterwards, Wen Lang's elder brother used this incident to beat him up, telling him to use his brains and not to cause trouble for himself. Since then, Wen Lang has stopped playing at the gambling table except for playing Happy Landlords.

Taking the disadvantage of being short, Wen Lang squeezed back and forth in the casino, finally understanding what they were betting on and what the rules were.

The easiest way is to bet on big or small. Wen Lang stood in front of the gambling table for a while, putting all the money in his arms on "big", and when the dice cup was opened, it was indeed "big".

Many gamblers beat their chests and stamped their feet. Wen Lang calmed down and placed bets several times. It didn't take long before he won from two taels of silver to 100 taels. And seeing how he didn't move, it was obvious that he would continue to play.

His overpowering behavior caused all the gamblers present to bet with him one after another, and the commotion was so loud that the clerks in the casino had to ask for a manager.

If Wen Lang continues to win like this, although it won't cause the casino to close down, it will still cause heavy losses.

A group of gamblers shouted "Brother Wen Lang, Lord, whatever sounds good to say." When Wen Lang raised his head, they suddenly saw the red mole between his eyebrows, and they all froze in place in shock.

"What a brother!"

"Why did my brother come here?!"

"What's going on in the gambling house? Why did you let my brother in?"

There was a lot of discussion around Wen Lang, like countless flies buzzing around his ears, Wen Lang frowned displeased, and said coldly: "What's wrong, brother? Didn't brother still lead you to win money?" ?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at each other and felt that what he said was very reasonable. It didn't matter if he was a brother or a woman, he could only lead them to win money, even a monster.

This group of gamblers only had money in their eyes. Wen Lang was a brother, and if he came to this kind of place, what he lost was his own reputation, and it had nothing to do with them. They just had to follow Wen Lang to win money.

"Young master, it's convenient to take a step to talk." The guy in the gambling shop found Wen Lang and said respectfully.

Wen Lang looked at him, threw up the silver in his hand, and caught it neatly.

He refused in a cold voice, "It's not convenient."

The smile on the guy's face froze, and he said, "We are in charge, and please move, young master."

Wen Lang said with a smile: "If you invite me, I have to go? He's really embarrassing."

Hearing Wen Lang's words and his attitude, the clerk wondered in his heart, could this really be some arrogant young master?

But they haven't heard of any high-ranking official in this town who has such a brother.

Wen Lang saw the clerk's expression of embarrassment, and said with a half-smile: "Could it be that your gambling house saw that I won a lot, and wanted to invite me over and get rid of me secretly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present gasped. They finally met a cash cow, how could they just let the people from the casino take it away.

"Absolutely not, young master, you are worrying too much, our casino will never do such a thing that disregards human life." The man was sweating on his forehead, and kept wiping the sweat with his sleeve.

"Bah! Brother, don't listen to him. After Wang Er lost his wife and children, he disappeared. It must be their gambling house."

"That's right, you absolutely can't go with them, you are such a big gambling house, can't you still afford to lose?!"

"If you do business like this, who will dare to come to Yuanlai Casino in the future!"

The steward who heard the commotion downstairs on the second floor squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on the young man surrounded by a group of gamblers. The red mole on his brow was not deep and not shallow, indicating his identity, this is a brother.

Unexpectedly, a brother would be so difficult to deal with, he turned around with his hands behind his back, "I'll go and meet him."

To Wen Lang's surprise, the steward went downstairs, smiled to calm everyone's emotions, and said, "Everyone, don't get excited, the visitor is just a guest, we came to the gambling house to do serious business, and there will never be anything reckless about human life. "

The good attitude of the manager made the emotional gamblers gradually calm down. He also promised to give everyone a snack. Although the amount is not much, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are.

Now the gamblers present stopped criticizing Yuanlai Casino.

"Young master, can you spare me a word? It's on the second floor, refreshments are prepared, with so many eyes staring at me, we are destined for the other party to never be rough on you, young master." The steward greeted him with a smile on his face.

Wen Lang didn't intend to move, and said calmly, "I know what the manager asked me to do. I didn't come here today to make trouble."

"Oh?" The steward was relieved to see that Wen Lang wasn't indifferent.

"I came today to ask someone from your casino for an explanation. If you hand him over, I will not make things difficult for you anymore," Wen Lang said in a loud voice.

The steward smiled and said: "So that's how it is. If someone in our gambling shop offends you, young master, you can say yes, and our gambling shop will never cover it up."

"Today, my father and my younger brother were selling calligraphy and paintings in the market, but this man beat me up for no reason. Now my father is still lying unconscious in the hospital. Tell me, the manager, should I come here and ask for an explanation?" Wen Lang's eyes were like thousands of years of ice, cold to the bone.

The steward frowned, raised his hand and called for someone, "Is there something wrong?"

The guy who was stopped by him looked embarrassed, but the sufferer had already come to the door, and even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't hide it, "Yes... there is such a thing."

"Who is so bold?" The steward asked angrily.

"Yes... Brother Luo." The clerk replied with a bitter face, thinking that Luo Lao Wu must not bear any grudges against him, this matter cannot be concealed at all, and the manager is asking again, how dare he lie.

"Luo Laowu?" The steward suddenly had an idea, this Luo Laowu is his brother-in-law, and he works as a thug in the gambling shop. But for the sake of his wife, it's okay to just turn a blind eye and close one eye. I never expected that a sufferer would come to the door.

"Yes." Seeing the buddy nodding, he said angrily, "Go and call Luo Laowu."

"Young master, don't be angry. I'll ask Luo Lao Wu to come over and apologize to you." Although the steward said so, after knowing Wen Lang's identity in his heart, he also became contemptuous of Wen Lang, and put it aside There is nothing to be afraid of people who sell calligraphy and painting stalls.

Wen Lang couldn't see what was in charge of the matter, and he didn't show it on his face. After a while, Luo Lao Wu was called over. He seemed to have just woken up, and said impatiently: "Damn, why do you have to be called now?" Lao Tzu."

"You bastard, why don't you hurry up and apologize!" The steward raised his hand and slapped Luo Laowu. The slap didn't hurt very much, after all, the steward was only a literati.

Luo Laowu was stunned by the beating, and looked at the steward in a daze, "Brother-in-law? You dare to hit me! I want to find my sister!"

The steward hated iron for steel, he was just putting on a show, slapped Luo Lao Wu, and then asked him to apologize to Wen Lang, the matter was over, but this bastard didn't understand.

"You! You still have the face to look for your sister. You beat her father, and she came to her door." The steward was so angry that his brain hurts. If Luo Laowu wasn't his wife's younger brother, he wouldn't help him to deal with the aftermath. .

Luo Laowu was startled when he heard the words, followed the direction of the steward's finger, and only then noticed Wen Lang's existence.

He first cursed, and then said to the two thugs at the gate: "What's the matter with you? Why did you let me in?"

However, he looked at Wen Lang's appearance again. Although he was not as beautiful as the boy who sold calligraphy and painting this morning, he was not bad, especially his clear and cold eyes, which made his heart tingle, and he wanted to bully him fiercely. .

Luo Lao Wu, a hungry ghost, suddenly became concerned about Wen Lang, and his eyes became sticky.

Wen Lang gave him a disgusted look, his expression turned colder, and he said to the steward, "Since he doesn't want to apologize, then make a bet with me. If I lose, I'll expose the matter."

The steward saw Wen Lang's ability to defeat all kinds of opponents, and frowned and asked, "Then what if Luo Lao Wu loses?"

A trace of fierceness flashed in Wen Lang's clear eyes, like a ferocious wolf king on the grassland.

"Then give me his hand."

The casino fell into a sudden silence, so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

No one in the room expected that this brother would be so vicious.

Luo Laowu originally wanted to tease Wen Lang, but when Wen Lang said this, cold sweat immediately oozed from his forehead. Wen Lang's attitude was not joking, he really wanted his hand.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty in his parched throat, Luo Laowu stuttered a little when he opened his mouth, "This...it's not fair."

It was his words that Wen Lang was waiting for, he smiled, his smiling eyes were like crescent moons, which attracted everyone's fascination, only to hear this young man with a warm smile say the cruelest words, "That's good. "

"If you lose, leave your hands behind and kowtow to my father and younger brother to apologize. If I lose, this matter will be cancelled, and all the money I won in the gambling shop today will be returned." Speaking of this , he raised his white hands and looked into Luo Lao Wu's eyes, like the deepest night, where danger lurks in the darkness, "Similarly, I leave these hands to you too."

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