How does Rhubarb Feng walk in "Transformers"?

Bang -

The bald guy is not a machine, he is a human, but he can also get out of such a mighty momentum.

The hallway was covered with a maroon carpet, and he stepped on it as if countless dust had been squeezed out of the carpet, dancing in the light.

In such an environment, Bai Su felt disgusting when he looked at it. However, there are countless people who come in every day with high spirits, as if they can dig gold mines here.

Walking through this depressing corridor, Bai Su's eyes suddenly brightened.

It's a large hall with one table after another, around which men and women are playing, some playing mahjong, some playing cards, and two tables for gamblers who like to play dice.

The environment of the casino is not good, but it has begun to take shape for low-level gamblers.

The bald guy didn't stop in the hall, but walked straight through the corner of the wall, turned another corner, and stopped at the door of a room that read 'General Manager's Office'.

Knock knock -

The bald guy knocked lightly on the door, and shouted softly: "Brother Long, the daughter of the white old ghost wants to see you." ”

It's really hard for such a stout big guy to make such gentle movements.

"Come in." A shrill man's voice rang out.

The bald guy pushed open the door of the room, bent down and put his head in, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Long, I brought her." ”

"Watch the door. It's full today, so don't let anyone in. The bearded man sitting in the large swivel chair waved his hand.

"It's Brother Long. I'm going to keep watch, and not a single fly will let it in. The bald guy slapped a sycophant, nodded and retreated. When I left, I didn't forget to help close the door of my room.

Bai Su stood at the door of the room and looked at the mustache, in his thirties, with a thin body, like a large monkey

There is a scar on the face, which seems to have crossed the line, so the flesh on that piece is a little tangled and raised.

Wearing a dark cyan suit, a tie, and a huge thick snow pipe in his mouth, he squinted and smoked, looking quite intoxicated.

Seeing him, Bai Su remembered a sentence: Wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like a chalk.

This guy is wearing a famous shirt and a famous watch, smoking a snow stick, but he doesn't look like an upper-class character at all, but gives people a very nasty feeling.

"Sister Bai Xiaochae? We meet again. The mustachioed man played a cigar with a big brother and greeted Bai Su with a smile.

"Say it. How much does he owe you this time. Bai Su said impatiently. It wasn't the first time she'd dealt with them, but every time it felt humiliating like the first.

She hated them terribly, but they were like maggots attached to the bones, entangled in them. This made her very tired and quite helpless.

"Sister Bai Xiaocha is still so hot." The mustache slapped the back of the swivel chair and laughed. It's good that he doesn't laugh, but when he does, the scar on his face is like an earthworm wriggling. It makes people's stomachs twitch, and I can't wait to vomit out all the overnight words of the day before yesterday.

"If you don't want the money, then I'll go." After Bai Su finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Sister Bai Xiaoxiao, what are you doing in such a hurry?" The mustache shouted. "Why don't you let your father come and tell you the exact number?"

Bai Su stared at the mustache coldly and said, "I have already said that he has no money—not a penny. Don't lend him any more money. This is the last time, and I won't pay you back a penny in the future. ”

"I only remember what I should remember." The mustache said with a laugh. "Although the white old ghost has no money, he has a rich daughter. I heard that you're still the same celebrity agent -- what kind of celebrity is here? Butterfly combo? Oh. I like them. ”

He grabbed the mobile phone on the table and used it as a microphone, and sang in a sharp voice: "Butterfly, broken wings, that's my heart hurt - tsk, it's so good." By the way, I like Zhang Heben. It's white and tender, and it must feel pretty good to the touch. ”

"If you dare to insult them again, don't blame me for being rude to you." Bai Su said coldly.

"Oh, I'm so scared." The mustache's toes hit the ground a little, and the swivel chair slid backwards. He did it a little more, and the swivel chair slid back in. "You say, if you let the media know that the father of the agent of the Butterfly Group, Bai Su Xiaoxiao, is a bad gambler, and he owes a lot of gambling debts - will it have an impact on the reputation of the Butterfly Group?"

"I've paid you every dollar he owes you." Bai Su roared angrily.

"Yes, yes. I remember. The mustache nodded repeatedly. It is precisely because of your reputation that we will continue to pay homage to the old white ghost - oh no, it should be called Mr. Bai. He is our VIP Crown customer and we will continue to lend to him. ”

Bai Su also knew that he was asking too much. The root of the problem lies with his father. If he doesn't want to gamble himself, can someone else tie him in?

These people who run casinos see that they are looking for money and eating this bowl of rice, so how can they drive customers outside?

"How much?" Bai Su asked again. She just wanted to get the problem out of the way and get someone away. If possible, she hoped never to step back in for the rest of her life.

"Don't worry, don't worry." The mustache said. He clapped his hands, the secret door of the room opened, and several men escorted a tall and thin old man out.

The old man had scars on his face and forehead, and it seemed that he had suffered some hardship inside. Seeing Bai Su standing at the door, he shouted happily: "Susu, are you here?" ”

Very dissatisfied, he said to a few people behind him: "I told you that my daughter will definitely come - isn't she here now?" ”

A few thugs laughed, but didn't answer him.

The mustache beckoned to the old man and said, "Old ghost white, your daughter asked me how much you owe me." I think it's better for you to answer this question yourself. Right? Let's open the door to open the casino, and what we want is a child who does not deceive men and women. You yourself tell her how much you owe me. ”

"This-" Old Man Bai glanced up at Bai Su, quickly turned his face to the side, and said in embarrassment: "That-I-"

"How much?" Bai Su urged. She just wanted to solve the problem as quickly as possible, and she didn't want to stay here for an extra second.

"It's not money owed this time." Old man Bai whispered.

"Not money?" Bai Su was stunned for a moment and asked, "Isn't it money?" ”

"This—"

Bai Su was angry and said, "If you don't say it again, I'll leave." No one cares if you live or die but me. ”

"Don't. You can't go. Old man Bai shouted urgently. If Bai Su left, they would have to stuff themselves into a cloth bag and throw themselves into the river.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Yes—you." Old man Bai said with a weak heart. It's a small sound like a mosquito buzzing.

"What did you say?" Bai Su didn't hear clearly.

"It's you." Old Man Bai's voice raised slightly.

"What is me?" White plain airway. "What's wrong with me?"

"Alas. Looks like I still need to help translate it in the middle. The mustache said impatiently. Well, that's the way it is. The old man came to the casino to gamble, but he didn't have the capital, so he wanted to borrow it from me. I borrowed half a million from him. But he quickly lost it all. He was unwilling, wanted to return to his capital, and came to me to borrow a million. You know, borrowing more than a million is collateralized. I asked him what kind of mortgage he used - and he thought about it for a long time, and then he said that he would use you as collateral. ”

Hearing the mustache's words, Bai Su almost fainted on the spot.

"If it were someone else, I would never have done this business. Which woman is worth a million? It was not made of gold. If I go to a nightclub, I can find two for a thousand dollars. However, if this woman is Sister Bai Su - I am willing to pay this million. Why? Hehe, we've played with so many women, but we've never played such a high-level one. Celebrity agent - tsk, it feels exciting to think about it. ”

"You're so vicious." Bai Su stared at Old Man Bai with vicious eyes, and said, "I really want to thank you for helping me make up my mind." ”

She turned to look at the mustache and said, "I don't care about that." He owes you, ask him for it. From this moment on, I am not his daughter. ”

After speaking, Bai Su turned around and was about to leave.

"Want to go? I'm afraid it's not that easy, right? As soon as the mustache waved his hand, the thugs rushed towards Bai Su.

White pigment does not retreat from recoil.

The body leaps into the air and kicks one by one. As he fell, he punched a thug in the chin.

Click――

His jaw was dislocated and he didn't dare to move.

The other three gangsters didn't expect Bai Su to be so powerful, and surrounded her to prevent her from leaving, but they didn't dare to approach.

"Beautiful. It's beautiful. The mustache shouted with bright eyes. I didn't expect that Sister Bai Su was both civil and military--with just a few hands, I was sure that you could make any position on the bed. ”

He took out a chalk pistol from his bosom and aimed it at Bai Su's head, pulled the safety bolt open, and said, "But." Don't you force me to destroy flowers? ”

"I don't believe you dare to shoot." Bai Su said with a sneer.

"I don't dare. But your father dared - I shot you to death, and then put the gun into your father's hand, what do you think he is going to do? ”

“――”

Knock knock -

There was a knock at the door.

"Who?" The mustache shouted.

Ga-

The door to the room was opened, and a beautiful young man in a black suit and top hat walked in.

"Why are you here?" Bai Su was shocked and shouted.

"I'm going to gamble." Tang Zhong looked at Bai Su with a smile and said, "Don't be afraid, little girl, I'll win you back." ”

(To be continued)