A large poaching organization had just arrived, and today there were robberies with guns, and Yang Shubao pondered that he had to hurry up and set up a gun shop.

He hasn't scheduled this matter, but in fact, the process is over, and he is almost shivering.

But in the end, it was not easy, and he had to build a building that met the standards.

Yang Shubao has always been too lazy to build a house, and now he can't be lazy, at least he has to get a few guns first.

It just so happened that the Dinosaur Gang had a gun channel in his hands, and Maison planned to take him to participate in the private lottery bureau run by the Dinosaur Gang, so he made an appointment with Mason to go to the lottery office the next afternoon during dinner.

This private lottery is a unique underground financial culture in the north-east region of South Africa.

It's very simple to say, by a trustworthy, reliable unit or individual to provide the platform, who has something valuable do not want or is in urgent need of money to change money, then can be sent to the platform for valuation, and then the platform will be divided into several units of value to sell, just like a lottery ticket, scratch the prize to take the item, did not win the self-considered unlucky.

For example, if someone has a Rolex gold watch and wants to get rid of it, he can send it to the Dinosaurs to be appraised for value, and the two sides can discuss a reasonable price such as 10,000 rand, and then prepare a thousand lottery tickets, each of which sells for ten dollars, one of which is a lottery ticket to get a gold watch, and the other 999 is useless tickets.

Unlike normal lotteries, these tickets are not drawn until they are sold in full.

Yang Shubao was a little puzzled after hearing this, and asked Maison: "The probability of winning the lottery is so low, who will participate in this kind of game?"

Mason said, "The probability of 1 in 1,000 is really low, but what about 1 in 2?"

"What do you mean?"

"You pay 5,000 yuan to buy 500 lottery tickets, what is the probability of this?"

"But what if you're unlucky, the 500 tickets are all blank? ”

"Gamblers don't care about losses, they only care about whether there is a way to make a lot of money. ”

This kind of gambling used to be very popular in the slums, because it was not a big thing like a gold watch, but a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine.

People living at the bottom of the social ladder want to buy a pack of cigarettes for 50 yuan or a hundred yuan for wine for 10 yuan, and they will participate in this kind of gambling out of luck.

In the past, the Dinosaur Gang and the Iron Beast had organized private lottery bureaus, but the two sides demolished each other, gamblers lost confidence in them, and then the police control was very strict, and finally swept away the private lottery bureau in the small town.

The main reason for the strict control by the police is that this thing can be used as a channel for money laundering and handling stolen goods.

Now that the Iron Beast has been defeated, the Dinosaur Gang has ruled the world, and the private lottery bureau has reappeared.

The lottery station is set up at the door of the flea market, Yang Shubao got off the car and stood at the door looking at the market, feeling a lot.

The first time he came to the market, he had followed Veloika, but now that things were different, he hadn't been in touch with Veloika for a long time.

The main reason is that I am afraid that Nicole will misunderstand, after all, Veroika's temptation to men is really huge.

Lao Yang has always been confident in his concentration, he once set a record of watching motionless for two hours and ***** when he was in college, but this concentration is not very reliable when he faces Veloica.

Seeing him standing at the door in a daze, someone came up and deliberately hit him on the shoulder, and then turned around to make a fuss.

As a result, when he turned around, he saw his appearance clearly, and the man was stunned: "Mr. Yang?"

Yang Shubao asked, "What are you hitting me for?"

The man apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into it, I just had a weak leg." ”

Yang Shubao pushed him away and said, "Be careful in the future, the next time you bump into me, you won't be able to solve the problem by apologizing!"

Someone passing by was a little unconvinced when he heard this: "Who is this?

"Idiot, where else is there in the area of Great St. Lucia except for a yellow man in the resort town? The Iron Beast tried all his strength to get him, but he didn't succeed, but fell apart by himself, do you think he was overbearing?"

The lottery station is a color steel tile house, the area is quite large, only one floor, but this floor has to be thousands of square meters.

Inside is a ring of countertops, each with a glass case, and in the cabinet is collateral.

If it weren't for Maison to introduce him in advance, then Yang Shubao really didn't know that this was a lottery station when he came in, and he would mistake it for a grocery store, there is really everything here:

Ham sausages, compressed biscuits, tobacco, alcohol, beverages, tables and chairs, as well as children's toy schoolbags and stationery, and some gold products, jewelry, mobile phones, computers, watches, TVs, speakers and other slightly valuable things are placed in the golden position in the middle, and even Yang Shubao saw a pig.

After seeing this pig, he laughed and exploded: "It's really complete, and there is a pig lottery ticket?"

The person sitting in the lottery station is also a dragon, he knows Yang Shubao, so he laughed and said: "That's not a mortgage to make a prize, that's what we bought to kill and eat." ”

Yang Shubao smiled: "I misunderstood, I just thought what is the matter of using living creatures as prizes?"

The little boss said, "We really have a living creature as a prize, you want to have fun?"

Yang Shubao waited for Maison, and after Maison arrived, the two of them walked around, and there were all kinds of things, and they were not interested.

Then Mason gave the little boss a look: "Hey, man, you know that we are both rich people, take us around the high-end bureau, what's the point of this kind of little field?"

The little boss smacked his lips and asked, "Are you really playing?"

Maison opened the purse and showed him, it was full of cash, stacks of cash, estimated to be tens of thousands.

The little boss whistled to his younger brother and whispered, "Take these two gentlemen to heaven." ”

As they were leaving, a black man in his forties and fifties stumbled in: "Give me back my pocket watch! That dog mongrel dares to mortgage my pocket watch, bastard, this dog bastard! Give me the pocket watch, it's mine, he stole it! He stole it!"

As soon as the man entered the door, he shouted, and the dinosaur gang did not force him to leave in the first place, and the people around him were not surprised by this.

The little leader apologized to Yang Shubao and the others, and went up and said to the middle-aged man very kindly: "Sorry sir, did you steal your pocket watch and send it to us?"

The middle-aged man cried out sadly: "Yes, yes, please give it back to me, it was stolen, it was stolen." ”

"Do you need me to call the police for you?" the little boss pulled out his phone.

The middle-aged man stopped him and shook his head: "No, no, no, you don't have to call the police, you give it to me, I beg you, sir, you give it back to me." ”

The little boss said: "If it is stolen goods, then it should be handed over to the police, and the police will confirm its identity with you, if you don't call the police, I can't hand it over to you to dispose of, because the source of everything here has been vetted by us, no problem!"

Maison pursed his lips and said to Yang Shubao: "It must be the son who stole Lao Tzu's things to make money, and he will not go back, unless he doesn't want this son anymore." ”