Zheng Xudong swept the man who was staring at him like a poisonous snake with his eyes, and heard Sergei Mashkov say that he was the number three person in the current Yamaguchi Group, one of the extremely strong contenders for the next team leader, Wakatou Yamaguchi Takashi from Hokkaido, he was very sure that he didn't know this person, but there was only one possibility that Yamaguchi Takashi could stare at him with that kind of eyes, he knew Taro Yamamoto, and he was not "Taro Yamamoto" now!

Zheng Xudong searched in his mind for the related words between "Taro Yamamoto" and "Takashi Yamaguchi", which is also one of the methods he used in learning, the association word association, "Takashi Yamaguchi, Hokkaido, gangster, why are these three words so familiar, these three words are all pointing to a person, and the first person he knew after coming to the United States was her." ”

Zheng Xudong suddenly clenched his fists and whispered, "I remember who he is!"

No one else heard him, but Sergei Mashkov was right next to him and asked in a low voice: "Why, you know?"

Zheng Xudong could only shake his head and smile bitterly and said, "He doesn't know me, but he knows Taro Yamamoto." ”

"Oh, and this kind of thing, how do you know?" Sergei Mashkov suddenly became interested when he heard Zheng Xudong's words.

"That person, that is Takashi Yamaguchi, who was once preparing to recruit Taro Yamamoto as his son-in-law, and he originally planned to marry his daughter Yoko Yamaguchi to Taro Yamamoto, but I made him ruined. Zheng Xudong had already remembered that his first stop after coming to the United States was Las Vegas, he met the beautiful Japanese girl Yoko Yamaguchi in the casino, although the two had less than 24 hours of contact, but the image of smart, clever, kind, and lovely people was deeply imprinted in his mind.

At that time, they separated because his father, Takashi Yamaguchi, took him back to get married, and he first cheated this Kotaro for 30 million US dollars, and then stole the oil tanker of 300,000 tons of refined oil smuggled by their father and son, so that Kotaro's father was pushed down from the Bank of Tokyo building by the Yamaguchi-gumi, and Kotaro was sent to Africa to be a "concubine" for the chief, and the marriage was naturally yellow!

"I said, why did he stare at me with such a gaze! It turns out that I (Taro Yamamoto) am his future son-in-law!

Just when Zheng Xudong was thinking about how to deal with this former "future father-in-law", a white man walked down from the second floor of the yacht, with a typical European face with yellow hair, big eyes, blue pupils, a straight and high nose bridge, and some sunken eye sockets, a decent white shirt without a tie and black trousers, brown Italian leather shoes, a big man of 1.82 meters came to Andrei Mashkov and Shinoda Kenichi in a few steps, and said to the two with a smile: " Dear two bigwigs, welcome to our Monte Carlo Casino yacht, invited by both of you, we at the Monte Carlo Casino of Monaco as the intermediary of this gamble, I will first introduce myself, I am Mario Gastesi, the technical director of the Monte Carlo Casino, and today I will personally preside over this game of the century. Now that both sides have arrived, let's go upstairs and begin our game. Please!" he turned around and walked towards the second floor, turning half his body as he went, so that the two big guys who went up first were careful to step on the steps. In Zheng Xudong's view, what Mario Gastsi, the technical director of the Monte Carlo casino, did in front of the two gangsters was neither humble nor arrogant, polite and courteous, and worthy of being a technician from the Monaco casino, one of the world's three major gambling cities!

Fourteen people from Russia and Japan stepped on the soft red carpet to the second floor of the yacht's gambling hall. The area of the gambling hall on the second floor is about 150 square meters, and there is only one gambling table in the middle of the empty field, which is oval, and the green taini is paved with green at a glance and has not yet used the new gambling table, because it is only a double bet, the gambling table is not large, and the diameter is about two meters. There are three luxurious brown leather sofas on each side of the table, one of which is single in the middle and a three-seater sofa on each side. Everyone understands that this sofa in the middle is for the bigwigs on both sides to sit on. There is a white fluorescent lamp above the table, and the soft light envelops the entire table, and there is no dead end. Eight bright monitors hung from the roof of the yacht above the gaming table, and all the cameras were focused on this one table. As if reminding both gambling sides that "gambling is not a thousand, you must be caught, and if you are caught, you must chop your hands!" There is also a leather solid wood chair on each side of the gambling table.

In addition to the gambling table and sofa in the middle, there is only a bar counter at the entrance, and a male waiter stands there respectfully in the bar.

On the second floor, near the window of the yacht, there are four big men wearing black special combat uniforms, two of whom are staring inward at the "centaurs" on both sides, and two of them are holding night infrared binoculars with their faces outward, staring at the movement on the sea outside the yacht. Each big man has a pistol on each side of his thigh, and his upper body is equipped with an American M16 5.56mm assault rifle, which is carried on his back with a gun belt. With his hands on the handle of the gun and his fingers on the outside of the trigger, he seemed to be ready to respond to the unexpected at any time.

After both Japan and Russia were seated in their respective positions, Mario Gastsi, the technical director of the Monte-Carlo Casino, stood on the edge of the table with a black metal suitcase, he first put the black metal suitcase on the table, and said to the personnel on both sides: "Now please deposit your gambling funds into the designated account of our casino." Gambling representatives sent by both sides are invited to play. ”

Naturally, the Russian gambler on this side was "Taro Yamamoto", and with him was Sergei Mashkov, "It seems that the money for this gambling is in his hands." ”

Zheng Xudong sat in a chair to the left of the technical director, Mario Gastsi, while Sergei Mashkov handed Mario Gastsi a bank card.

Mario Gastersi opened the black metal suitcase, revealing a simplified version of the "ATM" machine's banking platform, he took the bank card and swiped it on one of the card slots, then entered the deposit amount "500,000,000", entered the dollar on the currency, and said to Sergei Mashkov: "Please enter the password on this keypad!" After saying that, his hand pressed a metal button under the keypad, and at this time, a black plastic opaque cover plate popped up above the keypad, and only one hand could be put inside, which was to prevent others from seeing the password you entered. Sergei Mashkov flashed to the side after pressing the ten-digit password on the keyboard.

Less than ten seconds later, there was a "dripping" sound on the metal suitcase, indicating that the money had been deposited into the account. At this time, the representative of the Japanese side came up, and Zheng Xudong heard Sergei introduce that he was the current No. 2 Wakatou Takayama Kiyoji of the Yamaguchi Group, and he took a bank card of the Bank of Tokyo-Mitsubishi and handed it to Mario Gastersi, and entered the amount of 500 million US dollars as before, and then Takayama Kiyoji entered the password to complete the transfer work.

"Excuse me, if I win, will all the funds be transferred to the account you deposited to?" asked Mario Gastsi, the technical director of the Casino de Monte Carlo in Monaco, acting as an intermediary between the two sides.

"Ahem! yes, I'll trouble you then!" said Kiyoji Takayama of the Yamaguchi-gumi in a low voice.

Just when the Yamaguchi-gumi thought that the Russian side would do the same, they heard "Taro Yamamoto", who was sitting on the edge of the gambling table, take out a bank card from the Bank of Tokyo-Mitsubishi from his suit pocket and hand it over, saying, "Please deposit money into this account at that time." ”

Mario Gascy thought that the Russian side would also win like the Japanese side and transfer it to the account when depositing money, but he didn't expect the Russian gambling representative sitting on the edge of the gambling table to say that he wanted to deposit the bank card account he provided, he turned his head and looked at the gangster "second son" Sergei Mashkov next to him, only to see him nod, and then carefully looked at the "Yamamoto Taro" who was sitting on the edge of the gambling table, he took the bank card and swiped it on the "ATM", swiped the account number of this card into the system and returned the card to "Taro Yamamoto".

At this time, Zheng Xudong carefully looked at the gambling representative sent by the Japanese side sitting opposite him, a wrinkled old man in his seventies who was less than one meter seven tall and might not weigh even ninety pounds, and had a pair of mouse eyes, because his eyes were too small, I am afraid that he was a mouse The mouse eyes are not happy, and it is impossible to see whether his eyes are open or closed. In addition to his eyes, his mouth and beard are more distinctive, his mouth protrudes a large piece more than ordinary people, which seems to be caused by the deformation of the gum bed. And his beard is not like the older generation of Japanese Ben people with a human beard, he has a mustache, which is the kind of lips above the lips with a small handful of slender mustaches like a woman's eyebrows tattooed, to be honest, Zheng Xudong feels that his two mustaches with his mouth are more like mice.

"I heard that you are also a Japanese benzene, my name is Nakayama Katsumasa, and I am an old man who lives in the countryside of Nagoya who is dying, and I am honored to compete with you on this table today. The old man spoke in a slow, but full voice, and he said in Japanese to "Taro Yamamoto" on the other side.

Zheng Xudong has been thinking about what posture he uses to present to them since he came in, he has positioned himself as a rich second generation who has been spoiled by his parents, with a superior life, empty eyes, a heart higher than the sky and a life thinner than paper, such a young man who grew up in a greenhouse and a honeypot since he was a child was sent to Africa, "married" to the chief as a "concubine", and ran out of the dead to sit here, and the performance should not be so calm.

Thinking of this, his face showed a cynical expression, and then leaned back in the chair, raised his right leg and "throttled" it on the gambling table, his actions startled everyone in the room, and he didn't understand what was wrong with him, only to see him stretch out his hand and point at Katsumasa Nakayama on the opposite side and the members of the Yamaguchi-gumi next to him, and said loudly in Japanese: "Yaga! You are such an old thing, don't mention anything to me, I hate myself for being a special Japanese Ben person, I was living a good life, I was a rich flower, a boy with a girl, but I was beaten by you guys. As he spoke, he pointed to the people sitting on the sofa in the Yamaguchi group, "I sold it to the indigenous tribe of Sierra Leone in Africa as a concubine for the chieftain covered in cow dung, ha... ”