Chapter Ninety-Eight

"Aren't you playing?" Gu Lu looked at the bald man with a smile, "Boss, aren't you happy now?"

"Happy, I'm happy!"

"Then let's go on with the fun!

"No, no, no, I'm suddenly unhappy again. ”

"Then I'm obligated to let you feel happy at the table, come, boss, deal the cards quickly!"

“……”

The bald man has the urge to flee the place.

However, when he saw the three fierce-looking bodyguards standing behind him, the bald man was so frightened that his legs and stomach were weak, and it was difficult to even stand up.

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Half an hour later.

When the police uncles arrived and pushed the door in, they saw the bald man, the owner of the black casino, snorting and tearing, and constantly writing IOUs.

Go back to the police station and take notes.

I was busy until noon, and all the things were dealt with.

The chess and card club in the mouth of the bald man is just for the pastime of friends, and according to the amount of money involved, it has been characterized as an underground black casino.

The daily turnover is more than 100,000 yuan, not what a black casino is.

The bald man who learned of the verdict wanted to cry without tears.

MMP!

100,000 yuan per day?

On weekdays, his small casino has a turnover of more than 10,000 yuan a day, even when the business is quite hot.

But today.

In just over an hour's effort, Gu Lu and Su Xi won 100,000 yuan.

And the 100,000 yuan is all his own.

In other words, the more than 100,000 gambling funds that the police determined to be the nature of his casino were all lost by him, the casino owner!

What's so ...... Who is he going to reason!

I spent so much money to put myself in jail!

This operation is enough to be named the annual sand sculpture series, and the buddy who stole the wallet and ran into the police station has a fight.

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Ma Zhengxuan's family is here.

Since the bald man was identified as the owner of the black casino, there was naturally no need to repay the 50,000 yuan owed by Ma Zhengxuan's father.

But in the same way, the 100,000 yuan that Gu Lu and Su Xi teamed up to win from the bald man was confiscated as stolen money.

Although Gu Lu didn't make a penny this time, he didn't care at all.

His original purpose was for Ma Zhengxuan, a disciple.

If Ma Zhengxuan's father didn't have anything to do with him, he wouldn't have the kung fu to take care of this kind of thing.

Entrance to the police station.

Ma Zhengxuan's father, Ma Guangcheng, shook hands with Gu Lu with gratitude, "Teacher Gu, thanks to you this time." Otherwise I really don't know what to do!"

Gu Lu is really a great benefactor to their family.

Otherwise, the arrears of 50,000 yuan are enough to make this family fall apart!

Gu Lu showed a modest smile, shook hands with Ma Guangcheng, and said politely, "It's just a convenient thing." ”

"It's just ......" Gu Lu stared at Ma Guangcheng condescendingly, his face was solemn, "Gambling is this thing, I hope you don't touch it again in the future!"

Ma Guangcheng's previous behavior, Gu Lu is not good at judging his right or wrong.

But the same thing, Gu Lu didn't want it to happen a second time.

"No, gambling is a thing, I won't touch it again if I kill it in my life!" Ma Guangcheng gritted his teeth, his expression was very firm.

Gu Lu nodded and didn't say anything more.

Next to him, Ma Zhengxuan, who had just experienced great sorrow and joy, was constantly wiping his tears.

"Teacher......" Ma Zhengxuan raised his head and looked at Gu Lu with tears on his face.

Gu Lu patted him on the shoulder, "I'll help you ask Teacher Ma for a leave, have a good rest, and come back to school tomorrow!"

"Hmm!" Ma Zhengxuan nodded heavily.

"Let's go!" Gu Lu walked to Su Xi, who was looking at the gate of the police station with an unfinished expression on his face, and said,

Su Xi showed a look of loss on his face, "Alas, that bald boss is such a good person, just went in, I haven't had such a good time for a long time, I don't know when it will be next time." ”

Gu Lu smiled, "It's okay, the boss is estimated to be released in two or three years, and when the time comes, as old customers, it won't be too late for us to go back to the show." ”

"Are you devils?"

In the prison, the bald man looked at the bar of soap lying quietly on the ground, and the two strong men in front of him who were smiling and walking towards him, and wailed loudly.

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The next day, Ma Zhengxuan came to school as usual, but apparently still failed to come out of yesterday's shadow.

Gu Lu called Ma Zhengxuan to the office, temporarily played the role of a psychological mentor, and talked with Ma Zhengxuan for a long time before opening the depression in his heart.

In the end, Gu Lu showed a gentle smile and said to Ma Zhengxuan, "College life is far more interesting than you think. ”

"It's a much bigger platform, a world that's completely different from junior high and high school. ”

"Zhengxuan, I believe that you will definitely shine on the stage of the university!"

"When the time comes, I think, I'll be proud of you!"

Ma Zhengxuan nodded heavily, his expression resolute.

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The countdown numbers for the college entrance examination on the blackboard in the classroom were erased and erased, changed and changed.

The students walked in a hurry as they walked to the school building and cafeteria.

Even when queuing up for dinner, or taking advantage of the pitiful two or three minutes of arranging the formation during the morning recess, he took out a pocket-sized English word book or ancient Chinese poems and memorized them emphatically.

The Qingming Festival in the third year of high school is only a half-day holiday.

But even then, many students are already chanting hooray.

Half a day, a few hours of free rest, is already a great gift for them who are about to face the college entrance examination.

As a line from a movie says:

In the third year of high school, there are no holidays, no hobbies, and even the slightest thought of wanting to play is sinful!

At another class meeting, the head teacher Ma Qiumei slapped the lectern and yelled at the students in the audience.

"Tired, it should be! But this is the third year of high school, if you are not bitter or tired, how can you call it a senior year of high school!"

"If you don't fight now, fight and play with your life, when will it take. Wait until the classmates around you all get admission letters from prestigious universities one by one and show off in front of you!!"

"Tell you, now, you can bear it for me, if you can't bear it, give me death!"

"At this time, if you raise your score, you may be killed by tens of thousands of people! Tens of thousands!

"Starting today, the evening self-study will be extended by one hour, and the morning self-study time will be twenty minutes earlier!"

"I don't care what happens after the college entrance examination, but in the last sixty days, give me a playful attitude to study!"

Are you tired in the third year of high school, very tired!

But at least, every day is very tiring.

On the day of the Qingming Festival, the head teacher Ma Qiumei was going to visit her daughter in the hospital, and Gu Lu stood on the playground to supervise the students' running exercises in the morning during the morning recess.

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PS: Is everyone on holiday?