Going down the stairs is a heavy security door, guarded by two strong men, with bulging pockets in their waists, and they should have nothing to do with the guys.

Seeing that the sixth master was coming, they saluted one after another, and then opened the security door.

Behind the security door is a three-meter corridor, and at the end of the corridor is an security door, which is also guarded by two strong men at the door, and the outside security door is closed, and the inside is opened.

Hei Xiong teased: "I said Sixth Master, how did you make it look like a bank?"

The sixth master smiled: "Safety first." ”

Out of the door is the hall, the decoration is more than a grade higher than the small casino outside.

High-end wool carpets, polished glittering gambling equipment, men in suits and leather shoes or bejeweled ladies sitting around, bunny girls carrying trays through the crowd, huge crystal lamps overhead, melodious music wafting in the air.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Hei Xiong couldn't help but smack his lips, he had long heard that the Dream Paris Underground Casino was comparable to the Grand Lisboa, but he had never come in, and when he saw it today, it really lived up to his reputation.

These people involved in gambling are much more educated than those gamblers outside, with cigars in their left hands and goblets in their right hands, and they speak in a crepe-like manner.

The sixth master smiled and said: "Little brother, this is a high-end gambling game, the minimum bet is 10,000, is it not satisfactory?"

Ye Feng didn't pick up the stubble of the sixth master, and patted Heixiong's shoulder: "The money is handed over to you!"

"Huh?" Hei Xiong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Brother Ye Feng, don't be kidding, this money is in my hands, and it won't take an hour to make it for you!"

Gambling outside and losing 100,000 yuan, Hei Xiong completely understood how smelly his hands were, and Ye Feng couldn't let himself lose the money he had worked so hard to win.

Ye Feng took out the 100,000 chips from his pocket and gave him a look: "Brother Xiong, don't worry about playing boldly, it's all mine!"

The purpose of coming here is to find Qian Xiaohao, and now that the purpose has been achieved, Ye Feng knows that he has won so much money, and the casino will definitely not let him leave easily.

Ye Feng is not afraid of the other party's retaliation, but because of this million, it is not worth causing trouble, and it may also cause extraneous branches and delay the business.

The sixth master just didn't want to let himself take away the money, whether he lost or Heixiong lost, it was the same.

"Please!" the sixth master smiled and stretched out his hand.

"What's urging!" Kuroo glared at him, threw a bag of chips to his younger brother, lit a cigarette, and sat down at the table with his stomach closed.

Ye Feng fiddled with the 100,000 chips in his hand and wandered around the casino leisurely.

In fact, after Ye Feng came in, he released the millimeter-level reconnaissance plane, and soon found Qian Xiaohao fighting at a gambling table.

Qian Xiaohao was dressed in cheap clothes, with a pair of dirty cloth shoes on his feet, no socks, greasy hair that could grab a handful of oil, and gambled here for three days and three nights, his face was pale, his lips were blue, his eye sockets were collapsed, and he was covered with bloodshots.

The dealer dealt the cards, and Qian Xiaohao twisted a corner with two fingers, and his eyes suddenly burst into light.

The man in the suit opposite also gently lifted the buckled card and looked at it, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

"Lao Tzu has won this one!"

Qian Xiaohao pushed out the few chips left in front of him, and the man in the suit also threw out a few at random.

"I followed!"

Qian Xiaohao laughed loudly, and slammed the card on the table: "Two Ks! I ......will win this time."

Before Qian Xiaohao finished speaking, the man in the suit turned over the card he was holding.

"Two guns!"

Qian Xiaohao's eyes almost bulged out, and his whole person was like being struck by lightning, and then turned into a frosted eggplant and fell on the seat.

"How could this be? How could I lose? I could have won! I would have won next time! Yes, next time!"

The dealer holds a stick like a hockey stick and dials the chips on the table towards the man in the suit.

"Wait a minute!"

Qian Xiaohao threw himself on the gambling table, staring at the man in the suit with bloodshot eyes: "I'm coming!

The man in the suit leisurely took out a cigarette, and a bewitching and sexy woman next to him immediately lit it for him.

"But you're running out of bets!"

"Can you lend it to me? a million...... No, no, 100,000! Lend me 100,000 and I'll be able to turn it over!"

The man in the suit sneered.

The beautiful dealer said indifferently, "Sir, please leave the table!"

Qian Xiaohao clenched his fists, his bones crackled, and finally got up from the gambling table, watching the dealer roll over the chips with an unwilling face.

"No! Lao Tzu must turn over the book!"

Qian Xiaohao jumped up from the chair and cheekily said to a beautiful woman beside him: "Eldest sister, it's good, lend me 100,000 yuan, and I'll share half of the money if you win!"

The beautiful woman glanced at him arrogantly and turned her head away.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Qian Xiaohao turned around and begged a young man in a suit: "Dude, please, lend me 100,000...... No, 10,000! Please lend me 10,000 copies!"

The young man in the suit turned his head indifferently.

Qian Xiaohao gritted his teeth, knelt down in front of the young man, and grabbed his trouser leg with both hands: "I beg you, lend me 10,000!"

"Get out!"

The young man in the suit kicked Qian Xiaohao to the ground and spat at him.

Qian Xiaohao lay on the ground and cried, snot and tears: "Who borrowed me 10,000 yuan!

Qian Xiaohao's cry came from the quiet casino, and the gamblers looked sideways with disdain.

"Dangchang!"

A chip fell in front of him, rolled on the wool carpet for some distance, and fell in front of Qian Xiaohao.

Qian Xiaohao stopped crying instantly, looked up, and saw a handsome young man looking at him with a smile.

Qian Xiaohao grabbed the chips in his hand and wiped the snot and tears on his face.

"Thank you, thank you, Dad! When I turn over the book, I will return it to you with interest!"

In order to borrow money to gamble, Qian Xiaohao called dad to a man younger than himself, and he really didn't want to lose face!

Ye Feng was extremely disgusted with this kind of person, but he didn't show it on his face, and said with a smile: "You don't have to pay back the money, I just want to ask you one question." ”

"Don't say one question, I'll say a hundred!"

Qian Xiaohao's mind was full of flips now, and he didn't even think about why Ye Feng asked him questions and what questions he asked.

Pinching the 100,000 chips, Qian Xiaohao returned to the table in high spirits, arrogantly arranged the chips on the table, and yelled at the dealer: "Deal!"

Ye Feng did not follow Qian Xiaohao, but found a place to sit down and rest.

A few minutes later, the frustrated Qian Xiaohao stood in front of Ye Feng.

"Dad......"

Ye Feng raised his eyelids and asked lightly on his face, "Lost?"

Qian Xiaohao nodded, and then said, "It's not my fault this time, it's the woman next to me who touched me and snatched my luck!"

Qian Xiaohao leaned in front of Ye Feng with a shy face: "Dad, are you rewarding me with 100,000 yuan, let me turn over the book?" I swear, this time I will definitely be able to win back even the principal with interest...... Hey, Dad, don't go, slow down, don't fall, I'll hold you!"

Ye Feng stopped and looked sideways at Qian Xiaohao: "Do you know who I am?"

Qian Xiaohao was stunned, and then grinned: "You are my father!"

Ye Feng sneered: "I'm Liu Ru's boyfriend!"

The smile on Qian Xiaohao's face instantly froze, and he remembered that Ye Feng had given him money just now and said that he wanted to ask a question.

"What's the matter?" Qian Xiaohao immediately changed his face and said coldly vigilantly. ”

Ye Feng said: "Meng Meng is lost, I want to ask if you know?"

Qian Xiaohao's eyes flashed with a strange look, and then he looked indifferent: "Does it have anything to do with me? That girl is messing around outside all day long, whether the child is mine or not, if you lose it, you will lose it!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "If you know the news of Mengmeng, tell me, I will give you 100,000 yuan, if you can send Mengmeng back, I will give you 1 million!"

Ye Feng stuffed a note with a phone number written on it into his pocket.

"Remember to call me if you have news!"

Ye Feng left with Heixiong, who had lost all the chips.

Outside "Dream Paris", Hei Xiong smoked a cigarette and asked, "Brother Ye Feng, why didn't you get that kid out, this kind of person is cheap, he will say anything after a beating!"

Ye Feng smiled: "This kind of thing can't be rushed, thank you Brother Xiong for your help, I'll handle the rest of the things myself, you can get busy!"

Kuroo nodded, activated the Porsche horn and left.

Ye Feng also got into his car, but he didn't leave, but monitored Qian Xiaohao through the millimeter-level reconnaissance plane left in the casino.

Qian Xiaohao threw the note given by Ye Feng on the ground, spat and stepped on his feet, but then thought about it, bent down to pick it up and wiped off the filth on it, and carefully put it in his pocket.

Qian Xiaohao had a bad reputation in the casino, no one lent him money, and he had a cleaner face in his pocket, so he could only leave "Dream Paris" dejectedly.

Stopped a taxi on the side of the road, reported the address, and Qian Xiaohao returned to his residence.

It was a shantytown full of privately built tin houses, and Qian Xiaohao asked a taxi to stop at an intersection and run into a convenience store under the pretext of buying a pack of cigarettes.

But ten minutes passed, and the taxi driver didn't see anyone.

Qian Xiaohao took a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store, left through the back door, climbed over the wall to the opposite road, and walked into a small door with a red light under the broken building on the second floor.

A bald and greasy man came out with his trouser waistband and walked out, Qian Xiaohao passed by him, pushed the door and entered the small private room.

The room is lit with orange night lights, the walls are plastered with posters of popular stars of the last century, and the garbage cans on the floor are piled up with used toilet paper and condoms.

A woman in her forties was getting dressed, and then cleaned up the messy bed, and there were two hundred yuan on the bedside table, and Qian Xiaohao went up and grabbed it.

"You leave me some!"

The woman rushed over to grab it, Qian Xiaohao slapped it over, knocking the woman over on the bed, unkempt and embarrassed.

"Go! Get me something to eat!"

Qian Xiaohao sat on the edge of the bed, took out the shriveled cigarette case from the table, and then crushed it and threw it on the ground.

The woman scolded and went out, and soon came back with a bucket of instant noodles.

Qian Xiaohao didn't sleep for three days and three nights, and fell asleep after eating instant noodles, but not long after sleeping, he was woken up by a woman's slap.

"Get out of here, there's a guest!"

Qian Xiaohao rubbed his sleepy eyes and left the room, and an old man immediately entered the door.

Standing outside, he reached out and felt in his pocket, and he didn't take out the two hundred yuan, but took out a note with a phone number written on it.

"Spicy next door!"

Qian Xiaohao wanted to go back and get the money, but the door was locked from the inside, and there was a violent crash and a woman's pretended painful screams from behind the door.

Looking at the note Ye Feng left for him, Qian Xiaohao scratched his scalp, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.