Jiang Che said: It's time to go. The reason is light and bizarre.

Secretary Zheng thought: Then let's go.

Fetishism. There is absolutely no worship, who worships his buddies, but blindly there is, Secretary Zheng has experienced this year, as long as he does things with Jiang Che, he has habitually given up thinking.

But in fact, things are not so easy.

If Secretary Zheng can be objective, he will find that Jiang Che has not been so comfortable and idle in the past three days, otherwise, he would not have silently observed the group of gangsters for three days, and then named one as a breakthrough.

Because, Jiang Che doesn't count.

If he could really do the math, or remember it so well that he knew which horse ran first and which Mark Six lottery opened, he wouldn't be here now.

The port city was in trouble, it happened suddenly, none of the old routines were used, and it was useless to report people, all he could rely on now was that little experience and vision......

Back to the roots, in fact, in addition to memories, these are the real wealth of Jiang Che I's rebirth.

The quality of the guards is not high, this may be normal, after all, they are only members of the gang, not some trained elite, and it may be that the elites have been transferred to deal with Zhong Chengqi.

In short, Zhong Fang still didn't see Jiang Che too deeply, it was too tricky, a mainland countryman was occasionally passed on feng shui physiognomy, as for spells, don't make trouble, do you think it's a movie?

In Hong Kong City, Feng Shui masters are legitimate professions, and they rely on "what they have learned" to eat, which is very different from witches and psychics.

If Jiang Che had said that he was doing small cultivation and came out of the mountains, Zhong Fang would not dare to be unprepared, but he had a complete family background, studied secondary school, and taught...... Let's put it this way, whether those movies are lucky or not, he still has to verify again.

Because he thought so, Jiang Che planted this heel inexplicably.

But also because he was looked down upon, Jiang Che wanted to go, and there was still a chance.

In the evening of the same day, when everyone was eating, at the junction of the fence and the side door, Bad Gambler almost trembled and stuffed a bag of mustard and a bottle of olive vegetables into Zheng Xinfeng's arms.

took the money, didn't count it, turned around and left in his arms. finally calmed down, and swore in his heart that he couldn't do this thing again, and once it was exposed, he would die.

Then, the next morning, his 1,000 Hong Kong dollars were lost.

So in the afternoon, he earned another 2,000 Hong Kong dollars from Zheng Xinfeng.

Bad gambling is cowardice, cowardice, waste, these are true, but he is a gambler, a gambler who is completely rotten, no matter what kind of person, as long as the gambling is rotten, there will be a time to take risks, once, again, until the harvest can not be contained, and finally dare to spare his life.

Bad gambling suddenly found a simple and direct way to make money, gambling became bigger and bigger, lost all, and then "earned", occasionally won, and regretted that the bet was less, so doubled and bet again, thinking about paying off the debt, thinking about getting back the previous loss with interest, thinking about turning over as an uncle......

A completely deranged gambler...... No matter what, it will be lost again.

At the same time, the background information of Jiang Che, a mainland boy, finally spread among the guards and gangsters through the publicity of the Zhong family sisters.

Proficient in feng shui physiognomy, convinced Zhong Shishan, chose to cast movies, and made a lot of money, people came back to Hong Kong City to get money.

They finally knew why Zhong Fang wanted to control him, not just for the sake of repaying the debt, what the was ...... It's a cash cow.

Again, Zheng Xinfeng gave the bad gambler 2,000 yuan, but the bad gambler didn't turn around and leave like the previous two times. "Well, I want to ask you little master something. He said.

…………

room, the door is closed.

"The olive vegetables are so delicious. Dong'er said with an expression that was enough to be a guest on a food show, "Let's click".

If people are not tired of being oiled, it is difficult to know how delicious pickles are. Especially in this era, many people grew up eating pickles.

I had to bring my own rice and vegetables to school, and I would like to kill people when I saw "radish" for a week.

Secretary Zheng entered the door, first gave Qu Dong'er a Hong Kong-style pineapple bun, and then handed a newspaper to Jiang Che and said, "Take a look at this." ”

Jiang Che answered, "What is it?"

"Ma Bao, the bad gambler begged me today, saying that he wanted you to help pick a horse, what's the matter, can you do the math?" Jiang Che was reading the newspaper, and Secretary Zheng lowered his head and raised his eyes and asked.

Jiang Che looked at him, laughed out loud and said, "No, you don't think I really know how to count, right?"

"You...... Wouldn't it?"

"Of course I won't. ”

Thinking about it, Jiang Che really shouldn't have been, or he shouldn't have been planted in Ye Qiongzhen's hands for three years of secondary school, but ...... Secretary Zheng asked seriously: "What do you say about film investment? ”

"Blind. Jiang Che said calmly: "Look at the movie I chose, it's either se, it's violence, perverted, as long as this kind of movie can come out and be released, it's the easiest to be small and big, but now it's three out of four, it's just good luck." ”

Secretary Zheng nodded, and then immediately said: "No, what about another one? What's more, it's not new, the Zhong sisters mentioned it, saying that it is the worst literary film in the market now, and no one was willing to invest in the director before, but you voted for ......."

"One, it's someone else's money that's spent, so I don't feel distressed; Jiang Che snapped his fingers and said, "And, most importantly, did the little sisters of the Zhong family tell you what the name of the male protagonist is?"

Secretary Zheng recalled and said, "Said, Liu Qingyun, what's wrong?"

Jiang Che nodded, "Look at his name, it has a lot to do with us." ”

"Liu, Qingyun...... Let's, Qingyunmen. Secretary Zheng finally reacted at this point, "Dare to love Lao Jiang, are you really messing around?"

"Not really. Jiang Che said with a smile.

"I thought you were going to rely on this to subdue this group of people and open a way for us to survive. Secretary Zheng was depressed, stretched out his hand and pointed to the horse newspaper in Jiang Che's hand, and asked, "What about this?"

Accept an egg, don't say you don't have that ability, even if you have, the object of this kind of action can't be all, once there are more people, the variables will be big, even if Jiang Che is like a god, who can guarantee that there is no neurosis in those people, no money, no super loyal dogs that the gods don't rely on?

Jiang Che looked down at the newspaper, smiled and said, "This...... Number 4. ”

On the 4th, he chose a horse with moderate odds, not up or down.

Zheng Xinfeng looked at it, couldn't understand it, and said, "But, don't you know?"

"It doesn't matter? In the dark, he believes that my god is invincible, and Qingyunmen has one more fanatical believer. If you don't win...... He loses to the point where there is no way out, and he still has to fall into our hands. ”

"......" Zheng Xinfeng stammered.

Jiang Che smiled and said, "Come, I'll teach you how to tell him, you just say, he'...... When he got home, I borrowed luck for him and turned over, but only once......"

…………

After chatting with Zheng Xinfeng, he didn't sleep well all night, and he thought about it a lot.

He remembered that there had been a re-bet that had already won, but the horse he bought suddenly fell before crossing the line, and another time, with the odds of winning steadily, the jockey fell, and as for the horse he bought, there were even more.

Thinking about it this way, Bad Gambler Qiang deeply felt that he was really unlucky, regardless of his vision and level...... The master is right, I'm just declining to home.

Can the master believe it? Of course, the Zhong family believes it, and he has already proven himself.

Just this one opportunity, a bet to turn over...... Bad gambling is hard to fight.

Another morning.

"No. 1, No. 1, No. 1......" the thugs shouted again with their radios in their hands.

Today they bought number 1.

The bad gambler was so nervous that his hands trembled, and he was silently proud beside him, these decrepit guys deserved to lose, "No. 4, No. 4, No. 4......" He shouted silently in his heart.

The voice on the radio continued: "No. 2, now No. 2 is leading, No. 1 is up, No. 4 is also up." ”

There was a burst of cheers on the spot, and the bad gambler was also cheering, and at the same time laughing in his heart, "How can these fools know that although I am also laughing, it is actually different from what they bought...... No. 4 really came up, and No. 4 has high odds. The master is really powerful, strong master, I'm going to turn over...... No. 4, No. 4, No. 4 ......"

"Crossing the line, No. 1 Ma Jinyuan is the first to cross the line......" The radio reported the results.

"Oh......" There was a cheer, and a group of people shouted excitedly and jumped up one after another.

"4......" The bad gambler was suddenly stunned, "Isn't it No. 4?" ”

"Well, which horse won just now?" he asked, suspecting that he had misheard.

"No. 1, No. 1, didn't you hear? poof, his mother finally won once...... Harvest rice today. ”

"I ......"

What should I do now? The bad gambler suddenly found that revenge did not exist, this was a dumb loss, and he didn't dare to touch these people in the house at all.

So, let's worry about yourself first, the racecourse will definitely not dare to go, there is no money to gamble, and there is more to owe...... What about those who want to be in debt? will be chased to death...... Do you want to run away?

…………

Jiang Che passed by the living room on the first floor, and the old boys who won the money were in groups, pretending to approach inadvertently, and asked carefully: "That, can the master help me look at the photos below?"

Jiang Che stood still, nodded, looked at him from head to toe, and looked up, "Judging from your face, you ......"

The gangsters are full of anticipation.

"It's a fat man. Jiang Che said with a serious face.

"......" is angry, but he can't hit him.

"Right?" Jiang Che smiled and asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to see it?...... Hey, don't go, you, just say you...... Hold it. ”

Jiang Che stopped one, and the thugs all stopped.

Being called at was both a little panicked and a little expectant.

"Look at your face...... You should have been born between 1 and 3 a.m., right?"

"Yes, yes. As soon as he agreed, the gangsters were a little excited, it turned out that it was a joke just now, and now, the little master is finally serious.

"Master, you...... Figured it out?" the man asked.

"No, I'm blind," Jiang Che said, "because from one to three o'clock in the morning, it's ugly." ”

The "......" thugs clenched their fists, reluctantly let go, turned around and left.

Can't touch him, but don't want to be tricked anymore, they decided to go and stop humiliating themselves.

However, a voice came from behind him, "Forget it, depending on your sincerity, I will give you a mantra." Jiang Che suddenly changed his tone, like a worldly master.

I don't want to believe him anymore, but I just can't help it, what if it's true this time?

The thug stopped, followed by all the thugs who stopped, and all turned their heads to look at Jiang Che......

Jiang Che looked at him carefully for a while, and finally said, "Look at your cheekbones, the future is not small, but it is also a pity...... Remember, your physiognomy is not suitable for marriage. ”

The first half was delighted, the second half was confused, and the gangster asked: "For...... Why?"

"You look, Kefu. ”

"......" is going crazy.

Jiang Che was torturing the thugs in the living room on the first floor.

Bad gambling Qiang Zheng looked desperate, looked at Secretary Zheng sadly, clenched his hands into fists, and couldn't help trembling, "Whatever you choose?"

"Yes, whatever you choose, and you really fell home. Secretary Zheng said with a smile.

“…… Why do you want to drive me away?" yesterday was affectionate, and today this kind of face...... The tears are about to come down.

"Because the master said that although you have no gambling luck in your life, you are not completely without windfall luck...... It's a pity that you are too guts, and you can't get out when you come out to be a gangster, and you are so miserable. The corners of Zheng Xinfeng's mouth hooked and said, "I want to help you." ”

After speaking, Zheng Xinfeng took out a duffel bag from the door, opened it in person, took out the top two piles from the pile of money, handed them to the bad gambler, and said:

"Get me a mobile phone. ”

The bad gamble was stunned for a moment, quickly shook his head, waved his hand, and said tremblingly: "No, no, let people know that I will be hacked to death." "He's really scared, really timid.

Zheng Xinfeng patted the duffel bag in his hand, and a thick sound came, "As long as you help me get it, the remaining 180,000 yuan in this bag are all yours." ”

Bad gambler's hands froze, his eyes fell straight on the duffel bag, and his mouth opened unconsciously.

"Actually, getting me a mobile phone is not as difficult as getting a pineapple bun, I think you understand. Zheng Xinfeng raised his head lightly and said.

The rotten gambler looked up at him, sweat on his forehead, "I don't dare, I don't dare...... If the Zhong family finds out, they will kill me. ”

"Wrong, there's no turning back. It's best for you when we leave. Zheng Xinfeng took out a Marlboro from his pocket, sniffed it, and said, "You have bought things for us so many times, and we have kept a little bit of each one...... As long as these things are accidentally discovered, guess they can find out if it's you?"

The bad gambler looked at Zheng Xinfeng with wide eyes, and bit it tightly.

Zheng Xinfeng met his hateful gaze and calmly continued:

"It's okay for us, we're all staying here anyway, it's a big deal, and we'll be looked at more strictly in the future. You are different, if you are found, even if the Zhong family is kind, they will not leave you to go to the sea, and you will be crippled and thrown out...... You're in debt, and there's no way out. ”

"Take the 180,000, and we'll be gone. The Zhong family can't find you, you turn over and are the master, if you are afraid of finding you, you will run away with the money, go to the mainland, go to Southeast Asia, it is the same ......"

"The little master and I still owe you a favor, and we have the opportunity to go to the mainland, and we will greet you. ”

“…… Actually, you don't have a choice. ”

Zheng Xinfeng said, as he spoke, his eyes kept changing, and finally, he slowly raised his hand, turned his wrist, and spread it out.

"That's right. Zheng Xinfeng put 20,000 yuan into his outstretched palm and said, "Come, I'll teach you how to do it." Wait for the call to get through, 180,000, it's yours. ”

In fact, their group only brought 30,000 Hong Kong dollars over this time, plus the 20,000 just now, it was almost spent.

…………

At around 1 o'clock in the morning, Jiang Che took out a mobile phone wrapped in layers from a lunch box.

It's shabby, bigger than a cell phone, bigger than a big brother.

Let people stare outside, hide in the bathroom, Jiang Che hurriedly dialed the phone number left by Hu Biaoying at his residence in Gangcheng, this bastard said a while ago that he stayed in Gangcheng, he should still be there, right?

Also, don't be in a nightclub, don't get drunk.

"Beep, beep, beep......" The phone rang for a long time.

Finally, "Hey, who are you?"

was picked up, Lao Biao's voice and accent, Jiang Che remembered it very clearly, it was the first time he felt so kind, thank God, he said: "Lao Biao, I am Jiang Che." ”

"Little ......"

"Yes, you listen to me first...... How many people are you in Port City right now?"

"I, 1234, 4 ...... Hey, no, 5, add myself, 5. ”

"Okay, then you listen carefully to me now, I'm in Port City, and my current location is in ...... The characteristics of the house ......," Jiang Che said, "Yes, there are four people on my side, who are under house arrest, and there are more than 20 guards on my side, and the people who put me under house arrest probably have a background of 27K...... Lao Biao, do you understand?"

"Hmm", Hu Biao said, "what is house arrest?"

Jiang Che: "...... You're going to be kidnapped. ”

"Oh, kidnapping...... Kidnapping? Satha's mother......" Hu Biao said excitedly, "Brother Jiang, don't worry, I will save you, my old Biao will definitely be righteous to you." ”

"I know...... Otherwise, I would have managed to get the phone and wouldn't have called you. ”

"Just call me, you can think of calling me, and you're happy to be a brother. ”

"Thank you. "Sure enough, it's a righteous slaughter of dogs, Jiang Che said thank you with some sighs.

Hu Biaoying didn't have enough people in Hong Kong City, and after saying thank you, Jiang Che began to quickly conceive the whole plan in his heart, and was ready to tell Hu Biaoying carefully and carefully, how to contact, how to cooperate, how to find someone to help, who to find, how to do it, and how to arrange the response......

Given Lao Biao's comprehension, he needed to conceive of each wording, and he also thought about telling him which details to pay attention to.

"Tut, beet, beet......" Jiang Che came back to his senses, what was this sound on the phone?

"Hey, old biao, old biao...... Lao Biao, you're really Biao!"

The phone was hung up.

Probably in Hu Biaojie's opinion, when Jiang Che said that thank you, the matter was done, and then the business was done. And the brother is trapped, and Brother Biao is very anxious.

Jiang Che was stunned for a moment, and then he hit again, but no one answered.

No more fighting, but still no one answered.

It was fought until the fifth time, and finally someone picked it up, and Jiang Che let out a sigh of relief.

As a result, a woman's voice came from the other end, "Hello?"

What color is it? Oh, it doesn't matter...... So, Lao Biao won't have already rushed out with someone, right?

"Can you speak Chinese?" Jiang Che's mute English is also very anxious.

"Yabai, aunt?"

"Can you understand my Chinese?"

“NO。 ”

"Fuck off...... Lao Biao, Hu, ask...... Oh, may I speak to biaodian Hu......?" But I can only use the polite language that has been taught in books.

“He is out。 The foreign woman was probably just brought home, and before she could start fucking, she was thrown down by Lao Biao and hung up the phone impatiently.

“……”

What will happen next, Jiang Che doesn't know.

PS：

Let me tell you about the current situation, the situation is that when the foreshadowing points out, everyone knows that Jiang Che is going to come to Hong Kong City to play a wave, I found one thing, the owner here is involved in Hong Kong City, 90% of the books are 404, and I don't know what line I touched. As a result, my outline for this part is almost completely destroyed, for example, this plot, the original way to break the game, I can't write it, for fear of being involved in politics...... It's been pinching, it's been stuck, and it's still only one change for the time being.