As he spoke, the ugly young man blocked the staircase downstairs, tilted his head, and squinted at Lao Lai. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The second floor is not big, and he stood there in a daze, and Lao Lai couldn't get down.

The young man curled his lips and shook his legs disdainfully, and his unruly shawl hair was scattered behind his head.

"Smack!"

As soon as the lighter went off, green smoke slowly rose.

"What do you mean?" Lao Lai was not a good citizen before, and he was blocked by this young man, and he was temporarily a little blindsided.

"What's the matter, you won the money, and you just left?" The young man took off the cigarette on his mouth, looked Lao Lai up and down, and then said, "Too small? I just want to know, how old were you before? ”

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

Lao Lai glanced at it, felt the silent movement behind him, turned his head to look at the young man again, pursed his lips and lowered his eyebrows and glanced at his bulging trouser pockets, raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Boy, do you have no capital?" Hehe, you're looking for the wrong person."

"Eh, old lai, what are you talking about, this is Brother Dao." The kind-hearted middle-aged man who spoke before suddenly mentioned a word.

"Huh!" Hearing this, the knife was stunned at first, with surprise in his eyes, as if he heard it for the first time, he was doing business without capital, and the young man wanted to open his mouth again, but the knife pointed with his finger: "Shut it up for me." ”

He looked at Lao Lai, pointed his finger on his chest and said word by word: "What, win some money, floating?" ”

"Stompe."

Lao Lai took two steps back, clutched his trouser pockets, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Looking at it, this knife brother, I'm afraid it's a gangster in this area, with all this cash on him, he has to be more leisurely.

"Lai" the dealer shouted, staring at the knife, and made a strong look.

"If you have the ability, play with me." The knife pulled away with one hand and walked straight towards the other empty table.

"Me"

Lao Lai was momentarily stunned, looked at the arrogant background, and stepped directly.

"me!"

The dealer ran over in a hurry, pulled him by the hand, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "This is this piece of knife, the right-hand man of Brother Hai in the city." ”

"Brother Hai's people?"

Lao Lai blinked his eyes, and the dealer said again: "Come on, it's all by luck, play two, don't go yet." ”

Listening to that meaning, it seems that if you don't play today, you really can't leave.

"Okay, play two, an hour at most." He held up a finger, as if to tell the crowd and warn himself.

The two sat down, the old way, baccarat, and took turns to sit in the bank.

Let's say that after the two of them sat down, the next table went out, because the money was almost taken away by the old lai, and the dealer took out some of it, and there was some money left, and it was impossible to play.

Simply, a few people stood next to them, acting as spectators, and seeing the excitement.

You are talking about luck, but also the evil door, Lao Lai has gone through the back of most of his life, but I didn't expect that since I helped Hongtai to do things, it has been running from time to time, and the luck of playing cards is not generally good.

The temper of the knife, the bet is definitely not five hundred and one thousand, and there are only two people, the bet is relatively large.

In less than half an hour, you came and went, and the 30,000 cash brought by the knife was directly laundered.

"You wait, I'll go get the money." The knife has a personality, and after losing, he didn't speak, and got up directly.

"Brother Dao, I have it here, let's play with it first."

As soon as the dealer came over, he snapped and took 30,000 yuan.

Xiaodao glanced at him, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "My Xiaodao, I have been here for a year and a half, and I have been out of town most of the time, but I didn't expect it, and there is this face?" ”

"Hehe, Brother Dao, you're smiling." The dealer rubbed his palms and said with a smile.

"Let's have fun."

With a flick of the back of his head, the knife sat down again.

This time faster, about ten minutes, he didn't win a few, and baccarat this thing dad, playing is a heartbeat process, the result is actually not very important, many people like to watch the process of the exciting mood, so, within ten minutes, they simply did not play to how much.

"Grass, this luck!"

In the end, the three thousand lost, and the knife's temper came up, and he tore off the cards, pointed at Lao Lai and shouted: "Five minutes at most." ”

"Grass!" Cursed again, the knife left with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Lai, you're lucky." Lao Huang was itchy and took the initiative to hand over a cigarette, but Lao Lai didn't take it, but he still politely put it in front of him, rubbed his palms and smiled: "Look, you two don't mean anything, I'll intervene?" ”

"Oh, Lao Huang, don't talk about calves." A middle-aged man was worried and pulled Lao Lai's arm, and whispered: "Hurry up, you won't be able to leave later." ”

"Let's go?" Another middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "You don't know what the knife is, the fat man Lou glanced at his woman last time, and wanted to flirt, so he went directly to the hospital the next day, not to mention that you won him 60,000 yuan." ”

Yes, the knife is playing cards here, and even the dealer doesn't dare to raise, so why did you win the money, and you can still go?

Lao Lai looked at the hundreds of thousands of cash in front of him, his brains were numb, and unconsciously, he picked up Lao Huang's soft China and smoked it.

50,000 of his own, 60,000 of the knife, Lao Huang and they won more than 30,000, this is a full 140,000 cash, it is so dazzling, he listened to the talk of several people, and his heart was like numbness.

"Lai, why don't you take some out and go back?" A middle-aged man cautiously suggested.

"Can you get back?" When Lao Lai heard this, he instantly raised his head.

"Ahem" The dealer saw that he was leaving, and immediately stood up and said: "Lai, just play, you wait, anyway, you are lucky, just don't lose." ”

"What are you talking about, who is that knife, you don't know?" The other middle-aged man was anxious, and he was moved by the old man.

"This is a crime, just stay here for a while, maybe his eldest brother will summon him back, this girl recently brought a child out, and I don't know where to grab it, this kind of person, do you dare to reason with him, can you be reasonable?"

"What, what kid?" It was originally a sentence to persuade him, but it touched Lao Lai's nerves, he knew very well where the 500,000 in his pocket came from, and where the promised 1.5 million was, so when he heard the word child, he looked up a little sensitively.

"Oh, old man, don't think about anything else, wait for someone to don't win, lose a little and go back, your life matters."

"Yes, when we reach this age, what haven't we seen, the family is fragmented, and they are all on this table, but isn't it better to live?"

"Stompe."

"Virtual." A middle-aged man made a gesture, and soon, down the stairs, the figure of the knife reappeared.

"Hehe, it's really there." He was carrying a cloth bag in his hand, which was not large, looked around, sat in his place again, looked at the old man opposite and smiled: "Add a little bit this time." ”

"Huh?" Lao Lai was stunned.

"Didn't you say the bet was too small?"

"Whoa."

The cloth bag was opened, and twenty stacks of brand-new tickets were placed on the table, and everyone gasped.

"Okay, you have the final say." Lao Lai pondered for a long time, gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, let's move on." The knife beckoned: "Come, change the cards." ”

Eight minutes ago, Knife went downstairs in a rage, rode away on his motorcycle, and rumbled away, and out of the street, he returned to the village where he and Tintin lived.

His village, in fact, is connected to the streets of the town, and in a little more than a minute, his motorcycle was parked on the side of the gate road, and he didn't even enter the garage.

"Smack!"

The door was opened by him roughly, and Ding Ding, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up in a little panic and saw the person who came clearly, so he patted his chest and said with a long sigh of relief: "Aren't you going out for a walk?" ”

"Stompe." The knife glanced at him, didn't explain at all, and asked as he walked upstairs, "Where did I put the money I gave you last time?" ”

"Bedside table, old place." Ding Ding replied, the knife nodded and went upstairs, and within a minute, he walked down with a cloth bag.

He held a cloth bag in his hand, stood in front of the coffee table, and looked at Ding Ding with a frown: "Why is there less than 50,000?" ”

"Yes"

Ding Ding held the sleeping Zhang Shiyue in his arms, lowered his head, and didn't dare to speak.

"What about you, did you get it home?" The knife raised his voice and said to her: "Last month, I didn't let you go to the hospital, did you pay the bill, and it was gone?" ”

"No, no, there's a fee." Ding Ding waved his hand, muttered for a long time, and mustered up the courage to look up at him: "I'll buy something for the child." ”

"Huh?" Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, and shouted in a lost voice: "This cost 50,000?" ”

"Today's children are delicate, milk powder is all foreign, and we don't have any children's things here, bottles, clothes, toys or anything, aren't they all newly bought?"

The knife glanced at it, the milk powder bucket and the milk bottle on the coffee table should be in charge, his eyebrows swept over the sofa on the concubine's seat, and the impatience in his eyes was quite obvious: "Give you a child, don't die, you really raise you as a daughter?" ”

"But, she's still a baby." Tintin was yelled at by him, his eyes were red, and tears almost fell.

"Grass, no one cares about you." The knife was in a hurry to get money, so after scolding and scolding, he left.

And the knife went back and forth, but it was really seen by the god of war who had been guarding under the bureau building.

He didn't care much, the knife was in front of him, except for the ugly, ugly, and bumpy points, there were no protruding features.

He sat in the car, and after reporting the situation here, he lowered his seat and rested his head on it.

More than an hour later, Lao Lai appeared at the entrance of the building.