I brought this question up and looked at the crowd and wanted everyone to brainstorm ideas. Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, it seems that there is nothing to do. Ye Zhan yawned and said, "We have a Wen Protector." Come, Assistant Miao, let's talk about it. ”

Everyone looked at Miao Wenqing, he was the role of a white paper fan, so he was naturally responsible for making suggestions.

Miao Wenqing said: "The solution is not a light bulb, it will turn on as soon as the electricity is pulled, and you need to think about it slowly." In this way, you will disperse first, and I will discuss it with Brother Hao. When they heard this, they all got up and dispersed, and we were the only ones left in the villa.

The two of us sat down, smoked a full pack of cigarettes, discussed for an hour, exchanged ideas, and came to the following conclusion: the first thing to do in order to establish diplomatic relations with the dwarf mule was to open the south of the city and let his drugs flow. Only by establishing economic common interests can our friendship slowly ferment. Why consent to drug entry? That's just one thing: I'm short of money.

Wang Hao, the overlord in the south of the city, has countless amounts of money coming in every day, and he is rich enough to rival the country, how can he be short of money?

In other words, is there anything I can do to make me a pauper in a short period of time? Anxious to find money until the fire burns?

There's only one way: bet.

Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, the four favorites of men.

After eating and drinking enough, and having enough prostitution, the men came to gamble.

From ancient times to the present, how many people and families have been ruined by gambling? In terms of harm, it is not inferior to drug use.

How to lose without showing a trace, how to lose and bankrupt, and how to lose everyone knows, all of which need to be planned step by step.

When the whole North Park knew that Wang Hao had lost into a poor bastard, I went to the dwarf mule to discuss the matter of "poisoning", and it was natural.

In order to make the plan flawless and seamless, Miao Wenqing and I discussed it carefully for three days and three nights. In the end, we announced this plan to everyone, and it was unanimously agreed by everyone that this method is feasible and feasible.

At the junction of the south and north of the city, there is an urban village called Wangjiabao, which was originally a key project of the government's renovation, and it could have been a prosperous area in the North Park with high-rise buildings and a developed economy. But the villagers saw the money, and under the leadership of the secretary of the village party committee, they opened their mouths to the government, and the price offered was more expensive than the widest community in Beiyuan. Eventually, the government abandoned the place and left it to fend for itself. Therefore, in today's rapid economic development of Beiyuan, Wangjiabao is still in tatters, full of low-rise bungalows, messy wires staggered in the air, and dirty sewage flowing wantonly on the ground, which is incompatible with the entire Beiyuan City, like an ugly dog skin plaster, and the city leaders frowned when they mentioned it.

However, it has given birth to the largest casino distribution center in North Park City. In the evening, countless gamblers come from all over the world, some of them get rich overnight here, and some of them lose here until they only wear a pair of pants the next morning.

Wangjiabao is only five miles in circumference, crisscrossing dozens of rooms, each room is dilapidated, but each room is a cannibalistic gold cave. How many people laughed here, how many shed tears here, but no one dared to make trouble here.

This place is not under the control of any city lord. Because, this is the territory of Old Man Rong.

Although Old Man Rong has washed his hands in a golden basin, he still has a group of disciples and grandchildren who still have to eat, so he continues to do some side work.

The four major city lords all want to sell him face, because Old Man Rong never goes out of bounds, he just wants to be able to eat a mouthful of food.

The house in the middle of Wangjiabao is no different from the others, the same dilapidated, low, and even tall grass grows on the roof. This is Old Man Rong's territory, and no one dares to make trouble here, but there is a secret whistle here. The dark sentry was carrying a knife on his body, looking at every passer-by vigilantly, his eyes were cold like an armed police escorting a cash truck.

Nothing else, because in this room there is no less money than any cash cart.

Yes, the middle room, which is also called the Golden House, is the highest standard casino in Wangjiabao, and those with a net worth of less than five million are strictly prohibited from entering! In other words, gamblers who can enter here are either rich or expensive!

Here, you can meet celebrities from all walks of life in the North Park, including local tyrants, businessmen, officials, and if you are lucky, you can also meet the overlords of the four major urban areas. It's the same as Kaiyuan Restaurant, no matter what enmity you have, you have to be kind when you come in.

On this morning, with a light rain in the sky, a Santana drove into Wangjiabao and did not stop in front of any house, but went straight to the Golden House. The secret whistle at the door of the Golden House was startled, and for the first time I saw someone driving Santana here. There are a lot of cars parked at the entrance of the Golden House, all of which are luxury cars of more than 500,000 yuan, but the front and rear license plates are covered with towels. After all, the people who come to Jinwu to gamble are not ordinary people, and they do not want to expose their identities to the public eye.

Santana stopped at the door of the Golden House, and two secret sentinels immediately came over.

The door opened, and I stepped out of it. A fierce-eyed man said, "No parking is allowed here." ”

I grinned and said, "I'm here to play." Then he threw the car keys to him: "Help me park the car." "No matter how ruthless he is, in my eyes, he's just a parking kid.

The man took the key, was shocked, looked at me suspiciously, and said, "Do you know where this is?" ”

"O gold house, a place of gambling. Otherwise, why am I here? ”

"Those who are worth less than five million are not allowed to enter, please provide proof of your income." The sentry looked me up and down.

"I'm Wang Hao." I didn't provide proof of income because it wasn't necessary.

"Wang Hao?" The man looked at me again and said, "Wang Hao in the south of the city? ”

"Yes."

"How do you prove it?"

I rolled up my sleeves to reveal the crown tiger head on my arm.

The man immediately stood in awe, his eyes showed a different look, and his body stood up slightly straighter.

"Brother Hao, please."

I nodded and said casually, "You don't need to cover my cards, no one knows my broken car anyway." And he went into the golden house. There is no difference between a golden house and an ordinary farmhouse. The entrance is a small courtyard, opposite is the main house, and there are suites on both sides, usually storage rooms and the like. There is a toilet in the northwest corner, and a burst of bad smell comes out, and the rich and noble masters go to the toilet there.

As long as a man can gamble, he can sit in a yin ditch for three days and three nights.

Before I came, I had already inquired about everything about the Golden House. So I walked straight into the first suite on my right. The suites are in a dilapidated dust, but once inside, everything is modern in design, similar to the lobby of a five-star hotel.

The decoration is very luxurious, why don't you just refuse to repair a toilet?

There is a bar in the suite, and behind the bar sits a stunning beauty. The beautiful woman's face was cold, and a pair of breasts burst on her chest, which made the man think about it. I approached the bar, and the beauty didn't even look at me, thinking that everyone had seen it, and she didn't care that I was such a local tyrant.

"Name." The beauty asked coldly, and then prepared to register in the notebook. Registration is required to gamble at the Golden House.

"Wang Hao."

The beauty was stunned for a moment, I thought she didn't hear clearly, so I said again: "Wang Hao." The king of the world, the mighty and righteous Hao. ”

The beautiful woman looked up at me incredulously, first from head to foot, then from foot to head.

"You, you, you're the underworld overlord in the south of the city?" The beauty's eyes lit up a little: "Wang Hao? ”

"Yes, that's me." In any case, it's good to be recognized by a beautiful woman.

"Haha, as young as I imagined." The beauty's face was no longer cold, but had a hint of playfulness and cuteness, and she wrote my name in the notebook and the time I came here. "Brother Hao, how many chips do you change?"

"A million." I took out my bank card.

The beautiful woman took the card, operated it on the card reader, and asked while making it: "Brother Hao, is it the first time you come to Jinwu?" ”

"Yes." I entered the password, and when I saw a million, I went out like this, and it was fake to say that I was not distressed......

But in the Golden House, it's all too common to lose millions in one night. It is said that there are still people who can't be satisfied, and those who go to Macao lose tens of millions in Macao are common. In the past, an official in Beiyuan City embezzled public funds, lost 60 million yuan a week, and committed suicide directly in a hotel in Macau.

The beauty was obviously interested in me, chatted non-stop, and then introduced herself: "My name is Su Beibei, you can call me Xiaobei." ”

"Hello, Xiaobei." I laughed.

The beautiful woman took out a plastic box from under the bar, and the box contained ninety chips. 10,000 chips for a chip, this is the market of Jinwu! One hundred thousand have already been siphoned off by the casinos. The chips are colorful and made of plastic, but they are a bit heavy and should contain pieces of iron. This kind of thing is not difficult to make, but no one dares to forge it here.

As I counted my chips, I asked, "Who's there today?" ”

Su Beibei said: "Today's weather is not good, it's a working day, and there are not many people, so there are only a dozen." Director Ma of the Taxation Bureau, Director Zhao of the Statistics Bureau, and some nouveau riche and rich second generation. That's right, Ma Weishan, the overlord of the west of the city, is also here~" Su Beibei blinked, his eyelashes jumped and jumped, and it was quite cute.

I was not interested in any of these people, and casually asked, "Do the dwarf mules usually come?" ”

"Well, come on, two or three times a week. Brother Hao, do you have something to do with him? As he spoke, Su Beibei covered his mouth as if he remembered something, and said, "Oh, I forgot it." Brother Hao, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. You can rest assured that the dwarf mule is not here today. There was a hint of coquettishness and begging for mercy in his tone.

Such a girl has always eaten very openly in society.

"Not at the best." I snorted and made a vicious gesture.

Then, carrying his chip box, he went out and walked towards the main house.