Zhou's gambling house.

No fights and brawls!

As a well-known gambling house, it is a gambling house opened by a cumin-clad woman.

The existence of rules is indispensable, and it is important to know that the size of the gambling house and the prestige of the rules have always complemented each other.

A small gambling house was made by a woman like Zhou Qianwei to do such a field, even if someone from other places came to visit, its rules can be seen.

Because

Those who are especially unruly and covet a certain color have only one end.

Yes, they're all gone.

And it's gone, or on the street, or in the alley, or directly in this gambling house, and if you fall directly to the ground, you can never wake up again, and you will sleep on the ground overnight.

Maybe it's not miserable,

But it must have ended their journey in this world unscathed, quietly, and for unknown reasons.

This is also another reason why Hu San is reluctant to make things bigger, he has seen a lot of similar things like this in the past few years.

"Words fell. ”

The crisp and somewhat lazy voice reached my ears again.

As soon as Yan Luo raised his head, it was Zhou Qianwei sitting on the stage.

Zhou Qianwei was dressed in a moonlit silver robe, which was quite mysterious, and was a little out of place with the country people in the audience, just like the noble Yue'e flowing in the world.

The elegant and delicate face makes the face particularly white, and the slender eyebrows reveal a bit of heroism.

The white eyebrows are dotted with a few silver eyebrows, and the intellectual beauty is born.

Hearing Zhou Qianwei's voice, Yan Luo hurried over.

"Give—"

Zhou Qianwei stretched out his pale jade hand and handed over a small orange that had been peeled.

"Thank you, Sister Wei. Yanluo took the orange and stuffed it into his mouth.

Sweet!

Little oranges are sweet!

"After eating, you go to the back and put a plate of fried rice husks, and serve it to Husan's table, and say that the gambling house sent it." After speaking, she lowered her eyebrows slightly, no longer looked at Yan Luo, flipped through the nameless books on the table with her right hand, and continued: "Oh, that's right. Clean up the fried rice husks on the ground. ”

Fried rice shell is a local snack in Jiangyang Town, and the taste is still good.

When gambling houses do business, they naturally have to give some more.

Generally, such a plate will be given away for free every day on each table, and of course, the type of food will be randomly given.

As for wanting to eat more or eat other kinds of snacks, you naturally have to spend money to buy them.

In terms of price, this thing is of the same nature as the tobacco, alcohol and snacks of the bar KTV in the previous life, so it can be imagined.

And Hu San is very fond of fried rice husks.

Therefore, every time Tiger San comes to gamble, Yan Luo will replace the random zero food with fried rice shells and send it over.

And at this time, the plate of fried rice husks sent is probably almost eaten.

Deliver another plate?

Yanluo suddenly understood something, responded with a "yes", and looked back at Hu San, the empty plates on the table, and the man with a somewhat gloomy face, and then turned around and walked to the back.

"Come on, come on, keep going. ”

"Haha, good luck today. ”

"Hey, you kid, don't talk, I'm losing. ”

Yan Luo walked from the back door with a plate of fried rice husks, walked to Hu San's side in three steps and two steps, he gently patted the arm that looked very strong, and said: "Brother Husan, fried rice husks, Sister Wei gave it to all guests." ”

"Hey. Xiaoluo. Hu San reacted, the face that was full of meat showed a rare smile, and he was not polite, took the plate with one hand, grabbed a few with his left hand and stuffed them into his mouth, and said while chewing: "Come on, come on, the fried rice shells that the boss lady gave us will eat them all." ”

Hu San handed it to the gamblers on the table one by one.

Everyone grabbed a hand into the plate, and said words such as "thank you boss" and "thank you Xiaoluo" while grabbing it.

Yanluo responded with a smile: "Uncles and brothers, have fun, I'll clean up the fried rice husks on the ground." ”

After saying that, Yanluo glanced at the yin owl man who was left out in the cold, and bent down to sweep the floor.

Hu San passed it along the table, and when it was finally the turn of the yin owl man, he turned his rough big hand and put the plate back on the edge of the table: "Put it here, everyone will catch it by themselves after eating, as for some people." ”

He just looked at the gloomy man and didn't mention who he was referring to, but he continued with an obvious meaning: "Especially those who can't afford to play, don't eat it." ”

It happened that Yan Luo swept a few times, and as soon as he raised his head, he heard Hu San's words, and looked at it curiously, and found that the yin owl man looked at Hu San with cold eyes.

Yan Luo shook his head helplessly, the third brother of the tiger is really arrogant enough.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you don't make trouble.

Moreover, Yan Luo's heart is also towards Hu San, and he naturally agrees with Hu San's words.

If you lose, you lose, why do you fry the rice husk.

"Look at what I'm doing," Hu San glared at the yin owl man again, then turned his head and ignored it, grabbed a few tickets with his right hand, and slapped them somewhere on the table: "Come on, come on, I'll bet here ......"

The man still looked at Hu San coldly, and at the moment when Hu San grabbed the ticket and bet, he said coldly: "It's really looking for death." ”

Hu San, who didn't want to deal with this yin owl man, heard this, and instantly became angry again, and a pair of round eyes opened angrily: "What did you say?"

The man stared coldly at Hu San for a few seconds, and said in an even colder tone: "If you don't want to die, just say less!"

As soon as the cold words fell, the atmosphere quickly exploded, and a rage could be ignited at any time like an oil drum.

It is worth mentioning that the gaze of the yin owl man became more and more gloomy, and the gaze of Hu San became more and more like looking at a dead person.

Yan Luo was a little surprised why the gloomy man's gaze was so cold, so he stood aside with a broom in his arms, watching the dispute interestingly.

Hu San naturally won't break the rules of the gambling house, but this yin owl man is not necessarily.

This outsider may not know the rules of the gambling house, and if he really starts to do it, he will have a good show.

To be honest, although there are a lot of trouble-making scenes in my memory, I haven't seen the real words, and since he crossed over, the gambling house has never seen anyone who dares to disdain the rules.

Therefore, he really wanted to see how Zhou Qianwei taught the yin owl man in front of him a lesson.

Soon, Hu San was gradually declining, the Yin Ou man's gaze was too sharp, and Hu San's forehead was already faintly in a cold sweat.

He was a little afraid, but Hu San was not a person who was willing to admit defeat, so he could only stubbornly say: "Your Grandpa Hu San doesn't want to do anything with you today, if it weren't for this gambling house, hum ......"

"Heh~" The yin owl man said a cold "heh", his left hand quickly slapped on the table, his body moved, jumped deep, and the cold light suddenly appeared.

At some point, there was a glittering dagger in his right hand.

The dagger stabbed straight into the throat of Hu San, like a long snake that had been gaining momentum for a long time, and between the flashing daggers, it was to take Hu San's life directly.

Yan Luo looked at the scene in front of him with a long mouth, Rao is target is not himself, and Yan Luo also had a little fear in his heart.

But in addition to fear, there was more surprise and consternation......

Hu San couldn't react a little, he didn't expect this man to be so presumptuous, and in broad daylight, he would take his life.

But what kind of person is Hu San, who also killed the king of beasts back then,

Even if he died, he would not say a word "afraid", his eyes were red, and he stared at the person who was about to kill him.

"Boom. ”

"Poof. ”

The gamblers around finally reacted, this is murder, and they scattered after realizing it.

Hu San stared at his eyes, his mouth grown, and he was imprisoned there like a sculpture.

"Hey, a good life is gone. ”

"What a sin. ”

"He deserves it. ”

"yes, I'll just say he's crazy. ”

Yan Luo was still in great shock, echoing in his mind, and he couldn't let go of it for a long time.