After eating, Nalan Wan'er went back to the room to rest, Cheng Liping and He Yong made an excuse to go to the casino to play again, so they took a taxi and slipped away. Cheng Liping's steps were fast, because Nalan Wan'er was not as shy as Tian Zicheng, and she shook her just now, and she almost pulled her ears in public.

In the taxi, Cheng Liping took out his mobile phone and began to search for Li Youxi's personal information. It turned out that this person did belong to the Li family, but it was just a side branch. In his early years, he started his career in the rubber business, and he was not a wealthy figure in Singapore, but because of his surname Lee, he also had some status. He Yong glanced at it, and it was inconvenient to mention Li Youxi's name in the car, so he asked vaguely: "Are we really going to look for him?" ”

Cheng Liping smiled: "What do you think? ”

He Yong said: "I feel like I'm going because he's too fake." ”

Cheng Liping's heart moved, it seems that He Yong is not so dull, and he actually saw through Li Youxi's acting skills. Seeing Cheng Liping's surprised eyes, He Yong pouted and added: "It's obvious, my son was beaten, and I have to help him vent his anger if he says anything, who is right and who is wrong, don't be so anxious to distinguish clearly, the key is attitude." But he was good, he came up with the police and reporters, if you want to say that it is not acting, I don't believe it. ”

Cheng Liping laughed, sure enough, it was not He Yong who became shrewd, but Li Youxi's acting skills were too poor. With an acting ability like him, even if he is a descendant of the Li family, he can only be a trickster.

It's still early, and it's inappropriate to go to Li Youxi to settle accounts at this time. No matter what, people are full of posture in front of the public, and Cheng Liping has to give face to this acting skill worth two hundred and fifty yuan. Coincidentally, Li Youxi's residence was less than a ten-minute walk from the casino, so Cheng Liping really did a fake show, and he really brought He Yong to the casino again.

Entering the door of the casino, He Yong looked left and right, as if he suddenly realized, and said, "Brother Cheng, why do I think Miss Nalan is Li Chuankai's girlfriend?" Didn't we just get up here the night before yesterday with the guy surnamed Li? ”

Cheng Liping had already thought of it in his heart, but he couldn't talk about it, it was disgraceful after all. Hearing He Yong mention this, Lao Cheng immediately straightened his face and said, "Give you a thousand, if you lose today, don't come again in the future." ”

He Yong smiled and said, "Brother Cheng, the hush money is too little." ”

Cheng Liping took two and said, "Eight hundred." ”

"Gotta get it, my brother, I'm afraid of you."

The same security process, the same baccarat table. At this time, it was just evening, and there was already a crowd of people inside. Cheng Liping didn't find a table next to him, so he had to sit separately from He Yong. The idea of betting is the same as the previous strategy, but I don't know what's going on, every time I win small and lose big. Fortunately, Cheng Liping is steady, no matter whether he wins or loses, he is just having fun, and after half an hour, he has a small loss of 600 Singapore dollars. Turning his head to look at He Yong, this guy's mouth was as if he had exploded, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he must have won.

After pressing a few more games, it was still a mixed win, Cheng Liping got up and stretched out in a good time, only to see that all the gamblers around him stopped betting, and turned their heads to look at He Yong's table. There were eight or nine people around He Yong, all with incredible expressions on their faces. Cheng Liping frowned and walked over, but saw He Yong pressing a thousand new coins and putting them on the player's note. S$1,000? This kid is so big, and his feelings are that he won two hundred yuan and his self-confidence bursts.

Looking at the amount of money in the upper left corner, Cheng Liping was instantly stunned, the number there was eight thousand six hundred. With a capital of 800 yuan, I have won so much, where is my self-confidence bursting, it is clear that the whole universe can't fit it. A few seconds later, the hand is opened, the banker is right, the player is right, but the banker's pair is small, and the player wins.

S$1,000 multiplied eleven times to win $11,000. Adding the amount just now, I have already won more than 20,000 yuan. Singaporeans are also people, and they also like to watch the excitement, and more and more gamblers surround He Yong, but they all watch quietly, and at most they let out low exclamations, which do not affect He Yong's thoughts and rhythm. Cheng Liping returned to his table, didn't know anything, and continued to entertain himself leisurely. Maybe it was a little bit of He Yong's good luck, a few minutes later, Cheng Liping won a tie bet, an eightfold bonus, and finally wiped out the previous deficit.

And the audience on He Yong's side let out a surprised exclamation again, it turned out that He Yong also pressed the tie in this game, placed a bet of 2,000 and 5, and won 20,000 yuan. Cheng Liping couldn't play anymore, so he got up after playing the voucher, and couldn't squeeze around He Yong, so he had to stand on the outermost side and watch. Fortunately, Cheng Liping is 1.8 meters tall, and his eyes are good, even if he is farther away, he can still see clearly.

He Yong is triumphant, and now he has won nearly 50,000 yuan, what kind of concept is this. Converted into RMB, it is worth 250,000! It's a big number I've never seen before. If you go back to Licheng and find a house in the diaspora, there is no problem in paying in full, it is just a little smaller.

In less than an hour, he won a house, and He Yong couldn't believe that all this had happened. The cost is more, and the self-confidence has reached the top, and He Yong is simply pressed in this game, and the five thousand chips are thrown on the player's pair. The spectators are muttering: unreasonable, these cards are either pairs, or ties, it's time to come out of the big or free.

"It's okay, people win a lot, just press it."

"Five thousand dollars, this one is going to lose."

"He's not an immortal, so he can't win all the time."

Listening to the whispered discussions of the people around him, Cheng Liping also shook his head helplessly, this He Yong is really unstable, and he floats when he wins, which is not a good habit. Open cards, dealer a K a club 9, directly folded. And He Yong's side has an ace of spades, and a small 2 of spades. According to the rules, a third card is dealt, the card is opened, no more, no less, and another 2 of hearts.

Player right, win. Eleven times.

An ante of 5,000, a return of 55,000.

"What the hell, such a card can be opened?"

"Is he possessed by the God of Gamblers?"

"I'm telling you, this guy is a good idea, deliberately trying to attract us to make big bets."

"You're from out of town, aren't you? It's just funny, this casino is legally operated, ranked high in the world, and you still need to find childcare? ”

"That's it, this is the peripheral bureau, petty fighting, and if you don't want to engage in a field of more than one million, will you toss around here?"

The good thing is that he is still there to watch the battle, occasionally talking a few words, and looking very professional. The smart ones return to their tables and put their chips on a tie or player. But He Yong pressed Zhuang this time, and threw out a thousand chips, even if he won, it was 1 to 1. After the opening of the cards, the dealer six points, the player to 4, He Yong loses, the player wins.

"Well, he's just lucky, you see, I won this too, eleven times!"

"That said, you won't always win."

"It doesn't make sense, why do you keep opening pairs? Is it either the banker or the player? ”

He Yong turned a deaf ear to all the voices and pressed the dealer with an iron heart. Ten consecutive bets, each time a thousand dollars, all placed on the dealer. This time, He Yong's luck was not so good, and the winning rate was one-tenth, and he won a game. Cheng Liping wanted to open his mouth to persuade He Yong to accept it when he saw it, after all, winning is only the process, and losing is the final result, this sentence has become a wise saying in the casino. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, He Yong actually pressed the chips continuously, and pressed four nines in one go to the draw.

This is the small stakes area, and the maximum bet allowed at the table is S$9,999.

Deal, the banker is nine, the player is nine.

He Yong won, eight times, nearly 80,000 Singapore dollars.

"I rely on ......"

“holy shit……”

“oh，Jesus Christ……”

This time, even Cheng Liping had to be convinced. On the premise of not cheating, no matter how good your skills are on the card field, you just can't stand the luck of others. He Yong is a typical shit luck, God will help him, no one can do anything. At least the casino doesn't want him to win, because it's all real money that's being lost.

Glancing at He Yong's desktop, the amount was already 240,000 Singapore dollars. Winning so well, I'm afraid tonight's plans are going to be shelved. Cheng Liping thought for two minutes, came to the service office to borrow a pen and paper, left a note for He Yong, asked the waiter to send it to him, and went out first. If Li Youxi's father and son really have a deep relationship with Johor Bahru, they will definitely know the news of Cheng Hongbin, and Cheng Liping will not allow himself to play like He Yong when it comes to the life and death of the little brother.

According to the address found on the map, Cheng Liping walked briskly for a few minutes, and sure enough, he came to a small manor. This house also looks like a detached villa, but the area is small, and the house is not bright and magnificent, which is a bit inconsistent with Li Youxi's status. However, the lights on in the house and the figures could be seen through the glass windows, and it seemed that there were quite a few people.

The iron gate has been locked, and the courtyard wall is an iron fence more than two meters high, and at the top of the fence, spearhead-like iron bumps are lined up in a horizontal straight line. Cheng Liping grabbed the iron fence and jumped up, holding the iron spearhead tightly in his palm. Followed by the waist and abdomen and legs at the same time, a carp jumped over the dragon gate, and the person had fallen lightly in the courtyard wall.

Maybe he was too confident in his power, or maybe in order to avoid suspicion, Li Youxi did not arrange for his subordinates to guard outside. Cheng Liping walked around the manor, didn't find anything abnormal, and went directly to the underground garage. An Aston Martin parked at the outermost point was the one that Li Chuankai drove to the airport to receive Lan Wan'er a few days ago. Behind is an ordinary box-type pick-up truck, and then behind is Li Youxi's own car, a Mercedes-Benz sedan that is some years old. There are three cars parked in the innermost part side by side, the license plate is Singaporean, but the models are all Toyota.

Cheng Liping took a few closer looks, and saw that the wheels of these cars were muddy, although they were almost dry, they still felt very uncomfortable. With Li Youxi's identity, if it weren't for something strange, he shouldn't have allowed such a car to enter his garage.