Chapter 480: The Passive Attribute of the Local Tyrant
The two returned to the sixth floor, through the back door of the small room that was being renovated, and relied on Ah Fei's VIP card that he didn't know where to go, and came to the hall again.
Lin Zheng and the three were still in place, playing carried away, and they only had Pai Gow in their eyes. Unbeknownst to them, their headmaster was once again standing behind them.
Seeing their excited and shouting state, Li Feng was very skeptical, if the three of them knew that there was a principal standing behind them, would they be scared of myocardial infarction.
You know, when you are particularly frightened in a state of extreme hyperactivity, the consequences can be very serious.
Li Feng glanced at the table in front of them, it had only been half an hour, and the cash in front of the three of them had already reached fifteen or six thousand.
If you continue at this pace, you will have no problem earning 30,000 or 40,000 yuan a day today.
The owner of this hotel is still very bold.
Thirty or forty thousand yuan is no longer a small amount of money. And this is the first day, if you have patience, you have to let Liu Guang win a few more days.
Of course, this money is not really for Liu Guang to take away. They are a three-person partnership, and Lin Zheng and Ma Yufeng also have to take two-thirds. Lin Zheng and Ma Yufeng took two-thirds of what they took, which was not much different from that of a hotel.
Even, if they hadn't been discovered by Li Feng and Ah Fei, their rest of their lives would have been owned by the owner of this hotel.
Small bets are pleasant, but big bets are more than just hurtful.
As for the money Liu Guang earned, he really earned it now.
As for the probability of closing after making a fortune in gambling, although no one has counted it, Li Feng believes that it will definitely not be high.
Li Feng withdrew from the crowd, took out a bank card from his wallet, told Ah Fei the password, and asked him to go to the service desk to redeem it.
The help desk can only exchange cash, not chips or anything. If you have made money, you can also directly hand over the cash to the help desk and ask the help desk to transfer it to you.
Soon, Ah Fei came over with a plastic bag.
Inside, there were 100,000 cash.
Li Feng and Ah Fei squeezed into the crowd again and stood still next to Lin Zheng and the others.
When placing a bet, Li Feng took a small stack casually, didn't count it, and threw it directly in the betting area of this side.
Everyone's eyes turned around.
This small stack is at least two or three thousand pieces. Standing on the side and placing bets, it is still very arrogant to smash out two or three thousand at a time.
Soon, Pai Gow was drawn.
The dealer is eight o'clock, and the whole kills.
The middle-aged man who occupied one side in front of Li Feng thumped his chest, he pressed fifteen or six hundred, and he was still very distressed.
After hesitating, he only pressed three hundred this time.
Some people like to bet heavily in the next game, because luck is like the ebb and flow of the tide, reaching the peak and is very likely to fall. In the next hand, the dealer has a higher chance of playing a small card.
Some people like to bet a little less in the next hand. Because the dealer is in the midst of a monstrous period of luck, the more he does not believe in evil and bets heavily, the faster he will die.
It's hard to say who is right and who's wrong, and it's a matter of personal character.
The middle-aged man was relatively cautious, so he only pressed three hundred to avoid the edge for a while.
Li Feng was still the same, took out a small stack of banknotes again, and threw it in the betting area.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but turn his head to look at Li Feng, he twisted his body a little uncomfortably, and immediately rubbed his palms, waiting for the cards to be dealt.
He guessed right, the banker's luck was indeed hot.
This one, I directly took a pair and swept again.
"The dealer has two handfuls in a row, this one will definitely not work, play more. "The next seat, Ma Yufeng proposed.
"Then it's three thousand!" Lin Zheng nodded.
Liu Guang did not object, he was young and vigorous, he was more angry, and he did not believe in evil.
The middle-aged man felt that he should avoid the edge for a while, and should wait until the dealer showed an obvious decline before it was time to place a heavy bet.
He thought about it for a moment and threw three hundred out.
Later, Li Feng threw a small stack of banknotes in the betting area.
The results were soon revealed, the dealer had eight points and killed two, but Lin Zheng's side surpassed the dealer by nine points.
The middle-aged man looked back at Li Feng again, his eyes were a little meaningful, as if he was telling Li Feng. See, the dealer is too awesome, and less pressure is the right way.
Immediately, he counted out three bills and placed them in the betting area. Although the dealer ate him three times in a row, and it stands to reason that the fourth place to win his own is greater, he still feels that avoiding the edge for the time being is the first choice.
Li Feng threw away another small stack of banknotes.
This made the middle-aged man speechless.
With the fourth handful, he sat here, but he didn't bet as much as a person standing next to him. He knew very well that the gamblers around him looked at him a little wrong.
After hesitating, he gritted his teeth and counted out another two thousand and placed them in the betting area.
Even if the dealer is lucky, the probability of eating four of his own handfuls is still not too high.
Give it a go.
Pai Gow was dealt down.
The middle-aged man reached out and touched it, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eye.
He felt that he should thank Li Feng, if it weren't for Li Feng, he would have made a lot less money.
Tien Gow!
A day card, a seven, the probability of the dealer being bigger than himself is very small.
"Damn, floor bar, another all-you-can-eat. ”
"Depressed, if I had known, I would have been a hundred less. ”
As soon as the dealer turned over the cards, there was a sigh.
A two-point, an eight-point, ground bar.
The middle-aged man was depressed.
Just now, he wanted to thank Li Feng, but now, he just wanted to pick up the stool and give Li Feng's head a hard hit.
If Li Feng hadn't bet two or three thousand in succession, for the sake of face, he would not have bet so much.
Restarting to bet, the middle-aged man hesitated.
Syllable!
A small stack of bills was dropped in the betting area.
Very good, two or three thousand again.
The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Li Feng, his face was as usual, as if nothing had happened.
I met a local tyrant to find fun.
He was a little helpless, what about the next two or three hundred, or a little more?
I was eaten four times in a row!
This one should win, right?
But the problem is that the last handful, but nine o'clock was pressed and eaten by the dealer.
There is a small knock on the door of gambling, and it is pressed to eat, and the dealer is just a little bit bigger than himself, and he must not bet too much. On the contrary, the dealer got the bull card, ate his own deflated ten, and the next one can try to press a little more.
But if you don't press too much, the guy in the back will drop another two or three thousand.
After hesitating for a long time, seeing that the cards were about to be dealt, he didn't have time to make him think more, so he gritted his teeth and took out a small stack of banknotes and put them in the betting area.
Got Pai Gow and touched it down.
His face suddenly fell.
Deflated ten.
Perfect!
The dealer eats him no matter what hand.
"I knew ......"
The middle-aged man was extremely depressed, and his rhythm and mentality were completely disrupted by the guy behind him.
I wanted to lift a stool and hit him on the head.
Of course, just think about it.
The bet was imminent, and as he expected, Li Feng threw a small stack of banknotes in the betting area.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Li Feng's hands.
Very good, carrying a bulging plastic bag in his left hand.
People carry plastic bags to gamble.
Although it is not comparable to those who carry burlap bags to the table, but here, they already belong to high rollers.
After hesitating for more than ten seconds, he stood up helplessly.
Put away the cash in front of you, which has shrunk a lot, and leave your position.
There is no way, there is a local tyrant in the back, which seriously affects his gambling interest.
As soon as he left the table, the seat naturally became vacant.
Normally, someone must be rushing to the table at this time. At the moment, there is no one to fight.
Those gamblers who wanted to serve at the table couldn't help but look at Li Feng, waiting for him to make a decision.
Li Feng Shi Ran sat in his position.
This is the hidden passive attribute of the local tyrant.
There is no need to fight for anything, there is no need to speak, continue to bet heavily, and naturally some people can't sit still and get up to give way.
It's not how awesome the local tyrants are, it's not how strong the local tyrants are, or what unusual momentum the local tyrants have, it's all about money.
The plastic bag was placed on the table, and stacks of banknotes were taken out inside, and there were about 90,000 yuan.
In the eyes of gamblers, Li Feng's momentum is stronger. Even the dealer, who always had a cold face, smiled at him very friendly.
Re-open the cards.
Very good, this time the dealer pays all.
Behind him, Ah Fei left the crowd and searched around.
Until half an hour later, when Ah Fei came back, Li Feng had already lost twenty or thirty thousand yuan.
Li Feng turned his head to look at him.
Ah Fei just shook his head.
Li Feng couldn't help frowning, Ah Fei's meaning undoubtedly meant that nothing had been found out.
It seems that the dark one can't do it, so you can only use the second set of schemes, which is coming brightly.
He wasn't interested in spending too much time on this, and besides, he couldn't take them out to play today, so he still had to bring them tomorrow.
He stood up, flicked the money on the table into his bag, and left the hall one after the other with Ah Fei.
It's time for lunch, so let's fill my stomach first. And you need to plan it too.
Called Yang Xixi and the three of them, went to the cafeteria on the fifth floor of the hotel to have something to eat, Li Feng and Ah Fei discussed it, and the two returned to the hall.
It's almost two o'clock, and the three of Lin Zheng are still in place. The cash in front of him is almost 20,000.
It seems that he earned a little more at noon and was reluctant to leave.
Li Feng was not interested in playing anymore, so he randomly found a gambling machine in the corner and sat down, playing slowly.
In more than 20 minutes, Ah Fei deleted all the backups in the monitoring room, and at the same time damaged all the equipment, and then entered the hall.
However, he didn't come in with a VIP card like the previous times, but strode in with a big man in a small room in one hand.
This strength alone is terrifying enough.
"What are you going to do?"
Several big men who were patrolling around were startled when they saw this, and they all shouted angrily.
Ah Fei threw the two aside and walked towards the big men.
The big men gritted their teeth, took out the electric batons one after another, and rushed towards Ah Fei.
There are only four in total, which is not enough for Ah Fei to plug between his teeth.
Bang bang!
Not much in the first place, not much in the voice.
Ah Fei quickly kicked out, and after four muffled sounds, all four of them were split and flew out, and they couldn't get up for a long time.
The entire hall was instantly plunged into a commotion.
All gamblers, calm and crazy, generally pull cash around themselves, even someone else's. As long as your hand is long enough, you can move it to your side, and then you will flash it to the side when you hold it.
Those who are not calm enough, like headless flies, begin to scurry around. After running for half a minute, he remembered that he should run out first, not scurry, and rushed towards the exit again.
The scene was chaotic, like a vegetable market.
The same is true for Lin Zheng and the three of them, although the major they studied required a strong heart, and they also had enough talent in this area, but they didn't practice it after all. What's more, they are afraid that the police will catch the gambling.
If you get caught in the bureau and the school knows about it, it will be dangerous.
The school rules for expulsion from the 'All-Profession Famous Teacher School' are just the same, but Article 9 is indeed tentative.
This thing, everyone knows, is purely kept by Mr. Li as a supplement.
Once the gambling is caught, once the school knows about it, and Mr. Li hates the gamblers very much, or feels that the three of them have disgraced the school, it is difficult to guarantee that Article 9 will not be temporarily moved to Article 10, and then Article 9 will be amended to expel the group for gambling.
That great future is all ruined.
Especially Lin Zheng and Ma Yufeng, they owe a lot of debts to the casino, and if they are expelled from school, they will not only ruin their future, but also ruin their entire lives.
Seeing that the entire hall was in chaos, they also panicked instantly, and they didn't even ask for the more than 20,000 yuan in front of them, and hurriedly followed the crowd towards the exit.
In fact, even the casino attendants and dealers all ran with them.
After a few moments, there were only eight people left in the hall.
One A Fei, one Li Feng.
The other six, all lying on the ground.
The lively hall has become a mess.
Li Feng was a little speechless.
He also wants to hide in the crowd and observe the enemy!
As a result, how is this hidden?
Let's observe it above board!
He continued to play with gambling machines.
Ah Fei found a chair and sat down, waiting for that Kun brother to come to the door.
After waiting for five or six minutes, a big man rushed in with more than a dozen men carrying watermelon knives and steel pipes.
The big man at the head even had a pistol pinned to his belt.
This made Li Feng's gaze a little solemn.
He has a miniature protective shield, which can be called a top-level King Kong covered iron cloth shirt, and there is no problem with safety, but Ah Fei does not.
Of course, it's just a little dangerous.
With Ah Fei's skills and ability to sense crises, he can avoid being shot with a black gun, not to mention that this big man still pins the gun to his belt in a bright way.
Before he pulled it out, Ah Fei would be able to teach him how to be a man.
"Admire, brother is very bold!"
Seeing that Ah Fei was still sitting on the chair, without the slightest hint of timidity, Dahan couldn't help but praise it.
He is none other than the hotel's titular owner, Kungo.
He is thirty-five years old this year, and he has been fighting bravely for more than 20 years, killing people and being hunted down, so he can be regarded as well-informed. It's the first time I've seen a pistol like this, but it's the first time I've seen it.
"Who is the boss behind this hotel?" Ah Fei looked at Brother Kun.
Brother Kun's face changed, and he immediately returned to normal, and he sneered: "Lao Tzu is the owner of the hotel, let's say! What kind of brother is the mix? Cangnan City is black and white, there should be no one I haven't dealt with, right? Moreover, I am just a small business, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling are not big, and I didn't go out of my way to find a fat sheep to slaughter and mix up a little money." ”
Ah Fei is a top psychological expert, and Brother Kun's look alone is enough to make him understand that there is indeed a behind-the-scenes boss behind this Brother Kun.
That's enough.
He stood up and walked towards Kun Ge and his group.
Brother Kun was startled, reached out to touch the pistol on his waist, and just touched it, he saw a black shadow in front of him.
When he looked up, Ah Fei had already appeared in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, I only felt a heart-piercing pain in my lower abdomen, and I couldn't help but give up the pistol on my waist, hold my stomach with both hands, curl up, and grit my teeth to resist the sharp pain.
There's no doubt about it, it's a tough guy!
It's a pity that Ah Fei doesn't have any feeling of sympathy.
He slapped out, and the iron palm seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties, and directly fanned Brother Kun to the ground and fainted.
The little brothers panicked, they had only been Brother Kun's little brother for a few months, and when they saw Brother Kun being killed and fell to the ground, how dare they step forward, turn around and run.
Ah Fei didn't stop him, a group of little brothers who didn't know anything, and it was pointless to leave them.
He's not like Li Feng, he occasionally has itchy hands or something.
The king of killers doesn't like to hit people, let alone kill people.