Chapter Eighty-Eight: A Little Gamble
Chapter 88 Small Gamble
Ghost hand Gao Tian is also a well-known figure in Zhongzhou City, this person has been a good gambler since he was a child, and when he was in elementary school, he had a glorious record of winning all the erasers of the whole class.
Later, I didn't know where I learned a thousand arts, and I smuggled myself to Macao alone, and after a few years, I got the nickname of a ghost hand. After making a fortune in the past few years, he returned to his hometown Zhongzhou to open an underground casino, and his wealth snowballed bigger and bigger.
There is only one reason why he found Brother Badou here, he also took a fancy to that piece of land and prepared a private club, which is actually a casino. First, it is located in a secluded suburb of the city, which is easy to cover people's eyes and ears, and secondly, it is to spend less money.
Therefore, all those opponents who participated in the auction, he had to "visit" them one by one, using both soft and hard, coercion and temptation, and doing everything, just to ask those people to be his foil during the auction, so as not to raise the price. When he heard that another guy who didn't know the depth of the depth had mixed in, he immediately brought a group of younger brothers to Lao Lai Le.
In a few words, Brother Badou understood the other party's intention, and then someone behind Gao Tian took out two stacks of RMB and threw them on the table.
20,000 yuan and want to tell me to let go-Brother Badou picked up the money and scratched it with his thumb: "Brother Gao, this is a gambling book for me, thank you, I'm not short of money-"
Gao Tian was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled a few times: "Brother, our brothers were a family five hundred years ago, this time to give my brother a face, my brother is also a little famous in Zhongzhou City, and everyone will take care of each other in the future, and make money in harmony." β
In other words, Brother Badou has also heard of Gao Tian, and of course he will not buy this guy who started by relying on crooked ways and then continues to engage in crooked ways: I bought the land to prepare to build a school, and the noble point is to benefit future generations
Scratching the back of his head, Brother Badou also said a few times: "Put this aside in advance, since Brother Gao is here, let's have fun and play a few little mahjong pastimes." β
Gao Tian almost thought that his ears had heard it wrong: gambling with a dignified ghost hand, this guy has nothing wrong with his brain, right?
Then I thought about it again: It's okay, just play bigger, and win this guy into a poor egg first, but I don't know if the dead fat man has the guts.
So he shook his head, his face full of contempt: "Brother, it's not that my brother doesn't give you face, this little mahjong is really not interested." β
"Let's play biggerβlet's go, we have an activity room here." Brother Badou is really not afraid of death, and he opened up enthusiastically, Gao Tian originally thought that it would take a while to seduce the fat man's anger, but he didn't expect this guy to be so active, so he readily agreed.
There is no mahjong machine in the activity room, and there is a broken mahjong on the table that I don't know how many years it has been grinding. Gao Tian thought it was funny when he saw it: "With this kind of color, I can remember every card after a hand."
Brother Badou beckoned to the Tattered King: "Second master, let's go up - Brother Gao, you are also two people, let's play mahjong for four people." After saying that, he sat down casually and began to shuffle the cards.
Gao Tian beckoned to call over a subordinate, who was also an old gambler, and his level was not much worse than him. And the rest of the people were all sitting on the two rows of chairs next to them, on one side was the little brother brought by Gao Tian, and on the other side was a group of old men and old ladies who helped Brother Badou, and the camps were clearly divided - of course, the age gap was also very large.
Seeing that the mahjong on the table has picked out the wind and fortune whiteboard and the like, then you can only play poor Hu. Gao Tian slowly stacked the cards: "Brother, small gambling pleasure, big gambling hurts, let's not play too big, a child 10,000 yuan, how?" β
Usually old men and old ladies play mahjong, mostly for one or two cents a piece, and sometimes because of playing the wrong cards and arguing, they blush and have thick necks. I heard that a child is 10,000 yuan, and the old people in the group of relatives and friends are a little unable to sit still: this bet is too scary: in a mahjong game, there are often 1,200 wins and losses, that is, 12 million
"Badou-" The old stubborn man squeezed his eyes at the fat man, signaling him not to play. Most of the citizens living in Zhongzhou City have heard of the name of the ghost hand high heaven.
But the fat man pretended not to see it: "Cheng, let's have fun with a little fight, let's finish eight laps." β
The old stubborn man was so angry that he blew his beard, and came up and pulled the tattered king up from the chair: "It's nothing to do with you, even if you pick up gold ingots every day, you can't play"
The Tattered King still had a calm smile on his face: "Let's play-" Probably in his opinion, there is no difference between playing a few cents and playing 10,000 yuan, and he has no money anyway.
Angry, the old stubborn shook his hand: "I'll go call the police now"
As soon as the words fell, the people on the chairs on the other side all jumped up, and the posture was about to stage a full martial deed; The old men and old ladies did not show weakness, the old stubborn picked up the krona chess stick, and a few old ladies raised their crutches, and the momentum was not weak.
"Sit down, are we fighting or are you fighting-" The fat man stood up and comforted the old men: "I'm still thinking about winning two dollars to buy land, don't you want to build a new nest?"
"We're afraid that you'll lose all the old music to others" The old stubborn man knocked on the ground a few times with the club in his hand, and he hated iron but not steel.
At this time, the golden-eyed eagle suddenly stood up: "Tell Badou to play with them, and if you lose, it's mine" Now everyone stopped squeaking, they all knew that this old man was rich.
The golden eye eagle actually didn't have a good heart, he didn't know that the fat man had so much money on hand, and he planned to pay off some gambling debts for the fat man, and then accept the apprentice justifiably.
Seeing that it finally stopped, Gao Tian put a cigar in his mouth, and he was really a bit of a gambling god: "Brother, there is no father and son in the casino, let's inspect the goods first." β
Brother Badou smacked his lips: "I don't have so much cash on hand, why do I have to prepare five million to put here." β
In fact, Gao Tian didn't bring so much money when he came out, so he reached out and called two of his subordinates and told them to go back and get the check. Brother Badou was even more straightforward, and directly called Ma Monkey and Shen Hongbo to go to the financial office to get two checks. In other words, Brother Badou is also a person who uses a checkbook now, after all, some business transactions are more convenient.
After dividing the chips and getting ready, Brother Badou picked up the dice: "It's open, let's just entertain and entertain." Lord Wei said well, heroes and heroes, the more you lose, the more you laugh; Turtle King Eight, if you lose money, you will run-"
Gao Tian leaned back in his chair, took a puff of smoke, and saw the big fat face on the opposite side through the smoke: Dead fatty, don't cry for a while, even if your kid is a man
Brother Badou was drawing cards, and he was ruthless in his heart: No matter what kind of ghost you are, no matter how clever you are, can you be more powerful than my perspective eye?
However, after a round of fighting, Brother Badou was a little sweaty, and it turned out that he was still underestimated.