As the saying goes, it's not more than three.

However, Wu Jun did not have this concern, because every time he went to Gu Xiaobo's game hall, he used a different appearance and identity.

But Gu Xiaobo is not stupid, knowing that someone is targeting him, he very decisively invited the guests upstairs out, leaving only the game hall downstairs to continue to open.

Wu Jun saw that he had no intention of continuing the business, so he slowly returned home.

Around the wee hours of the night, the people sent by Gu Xiaobo were going to pour paint on him, and he needed to make some preparations in advance to prevent the newly installed glass and door from getting dirty.

It was enough to put a layer of plastic wrap on the window, the door was a bit troublesome, and the plastic wrap was easy to spot, so he brushed glue on the door and dried it with a hair dryer.

This is repeated several times, leaving a thick, transparent film on the gate. No matter how much paint is sprayed, as long as the film is torn off, the gate will still be the same.

As for the people sent by Gu Xiaobo to write on the wall of the corridor, let them write it, and it was not written in his house anyway, and when this matter passed, buy some paint and brush it to cover it.

After getting these things done, Wu Jun went to the street to find a barbecue stall to eat some supper, and then used up the number of Tianji Eyes today, swept hundreds of game consoles, and carried more than 2,000 coins to go home to sleep.

Before I could enter the hallway, a pungent smell of paint greeted me.

Stamped his feet slightly, the lights in the corridor turned on, and a few blood-red characters were written on the wall: Wu Jun, pay me back my hard-earned money!

Wu Jun felt that Gu Xiaobo was so talented, he actually came up with such a slogan, and those who didn't know thought he was abducted and deceived outside.

His house is on the second floor, and after walking up the stairs, next to the stairs leading to the third floor, there are also the same big characters.

Of course, the main thing is the gate, which is sprayed like a murder scene.

I opened the door and checked the window.

Although the windows on the second floor were not high, people still couldn't come up, so Gu Xiaobo's people used "paint bombs", that is, they used very thin plastic bags with paint and then smashed them the windows.

However, with plastic wrap attached, the paint couldn't stick at all, and it all dripped onto the walls below, and the windows downstairs were probably unlucky.

Wu Jun didn't plan to set up a stall the next day, he estimated that he would go in vain, and Gu Xiaobo's people would definitely be waiting for him there.

So he played games at home for a day, until the lights came on, and then slowly set off towards the game hall.

Today, the second floor of the game hall continues to open again, and compared to yesterday, there are many more thugs watching the scene in this small space, almost one person guarding a machine.

It seems that Gu Xiaobo has also taken precautions, but this is useless to Wu Jun at all.

He disguised himself as a super fat man of more than 200 pounds today, deliberately opened his flower shirt, revealing a finger-thick gold chain on his chest, sat down with a golden knife, slapped a thousand yuan with a rich man's face, and then shouted in a thick male accent: "Little brother, score points!"

He changed his strategy today and went straight to a thousand dollars and one point.

This kind of big bet immediately aroused the minds of the people next to him, and also aroused the vigilance of the gangsters, and immediately several people surrounded him, standing behind him with a wary look, and several pairs of eyes were watching his hands, for fear that he would do something.

Wu Jun ignored these people, rolled his eyes at the machine, and pressed the only point up.

Dingdingding......

With a burst of beautiful music, the red light stopped.

Dangdangdang –

Hit it without any suspense, 15 times!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang Mao behind him immediately took out the phone to call Gu Xiaobo. But this kind of machine only takes more than ten seconds to run once, and before his phone can be dialed, Wu Jun is pressed again.

This time it was only 5 times, although it was not much, but this was a big bet of 1,000 yuan, 75 points means 75,000 yuan, and a few people watching the excitement on the side were so envious that they couldn't take their eyes off.

"Brother, why are you so lucky?"

"Is there a secret?"

"With your hand, you don't have to worry about anything for the rest of your life!"

"Brother, don't worry, this boss is very rich and very creditable, he will accompany him as much as you win, and he will never cheat!"

......

A group of people watching the excitement were excited, and it was not a big deal to see the excitement, and they encouraged Wu Jun to continue betting.

Of course, Wu Jun will not stop, but he did not press all 75 points either.

The next one will be a large multiple of 20 times, and there will be 1500 points on the full pressure, 1.5 million, which is a bit too much, even if Gu Xiaobo talks about credit, he will not be stupid enough to give him so much money. If this alarms the forces behind him, then the trouble will be even greater.

After a little calculation, he pressed 7 points, so that the final total score was 208, worth 200,800 yuan, which was about the same as yesterday.

This can not only make Gu Xiaobo's flesh hurt, but also within his tolerance.

When Gu Xiaobo arrived, his entire face was iron-blue.

I lost a lot of money yesterday, and the boss is already hard to explain, but today I actually came again. If it goes on like this, he doesn't have to do it with the boss, and he himself has no face to continue to manage this game hall.

Even a person like him, who pays attention to "credit", is thinking about how to put this matter to rest at this time.

"This brother, can I invite you upstairs for a cup of tea?"

Wu Jun turned his head sideways to look at him, showing a hint of impatience, and said in a thick male accent: "What kind of rice tea are you drinking?

Gu Xiaobo's face changed, he had been running a game hall here for a few years, and he had never been cheating on him.

"I won't lose a cent of money, but there are some things we better make clear. ”

Wu Jun thought about it, then pretended to stand up with great difficulty, waved at him nonchalantly, and motioned for him to lead the way.

When I came to Gu Xiaobo's office, it was filled with smoke, and there were at least twenty people, all of whom looked bad, like looking at a fat sheep that had broken into the wolves.

If ordinary people see this battle, it is estimated that most of them will be cowardly in their hearts, this is a base in the underworld, and if they can go out unharmed, they will burn incense and worship the Buddha, as for money or something, where is it important to have a small life?

Wu Jun also frowned slightly when he saw such a scene.

Although his current physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands.

Leaving him alone in such a small space, dealing with more than twenty at the same time, he asked himself if he was still not sure of victory, how could he take a few blows.

However, a grandson once said that if you can solve problems with your brain, try not to use force

So he only showed a hint of displeasure, and sat down on the sofa with a big grin, as casually as in his own home.

Seeing that he didn't have the slightest fear, Gu Xiaobo was also puzzled in his heart, so he sat down opposite him and asked tentatively: "This friend, you are not a local by listening to the accent?"

Wu Jun frowned lightly and asked rhetorically, "You asked me to come here just to check my account?"

"I just wanted to ask, where did my friend go?"

Is this want to cross-track?

Wu Jun had long expected this, and he had already thought of a countermeasure in his heart.

"Dao?" he smiled disdainfully and said, "I'm the gambling king of Hu Jian, what do I need to mix with Midao?"

Not only Gu Xiaobo, but the eyes of everyone present were about to fall out.

This guy actually claims to be the gambling king?

Just kidding, can the gambling king look like this kind of ball?

You're the king of blockages!

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