Chapter 6 Can I Still Go to the Fryer?
Here, Chen Wuyang and Hou Yangbo walked and chatted, looking at their body shape and demeanor just now, Chen Wuyang just tentatively clicked two sentences of knowledge about women, which shortened the distance between the two.
As the saying goes, it's hard to find a confidant.
"I didn't expect Brother Chen to be a fellow believer."
Hou Yangbo was very pleased, this acre of three-point land is also very deep in Xiashan's "qualifications", but it is a pity that if it is discussed, it will inevitably think of his own sister, plus the status gap.
Let Hou Yangbo think how to twist, now it's good, here comes Chen Wuyang, a fellow practitioner. On the premise of not getting involved in business, it is still a wonderful thing to have someone to explore and discover with you.
Idle, Hou Yangbo will inevitably fiddle with some "knowledgeable" shelves.
"In our downhill meeting, the most profitable thing is actually not the play pavilion on the fourth floor."
Chen Wuyang put on a curious expression and said, "Dare to ask Brother Hou to solve your doubts." ”
"There are many rich people on the fourth floor, but there are also many powerful people. There are even nobles from the Shangjin Society.
As for what the casino is like, brother, you should also know about it. Win too much, these rich and powerful people will inevitably be unhappy.
So we can go in and out of four at most, and if we win this game, we have to find a way to get it back. The rest of the swinging part is purely based on the luck of the guests, and winning or losing will not hurt the harmony. ”
Chen Wuyang's face suddenly realized, and he felt more face-saving in Hou Yangbo's eyes.
In fact, he didn't have a good time at the downhill meeting, although there was a pillow man with his sister as the president covering himself. But the gossip of others is baskets and baskets behind the scenes.
If he were the kind of second ancestor who was waiting for death, it would be fine, but he was also a high-achieving student back then, and he had the ability to ink in his belly.
Being poked in the backbone like this can be imagined how unhappy it is, and now there is a Chen Wuyang who doesn't know anything. I brag and make a few jokes, and the satisfaction in my heart is real.
"The most profitable ones are actually the basement dance hall and the three-story hotel, and these young people who are not very poor in money have always spent money lavishly, dancing and being jealous, or being too angry to quench the fire or something.
These are all white bills. ”
Chen Wuyang nodded thoughtfully, and Hou Yangbo lit a cigarette for himself with the satisfaction he said, and gave Chen Wuyang another one.
Chen Wuyang waved his hand again and again, saying, "I don't smoke." ”
"It's rare."
Hou Yangbo was surprised, there were very few people who didn't smoke in their business. Some of them are used to kill their sorrows, and some of them learned to pretend to be handsome when they were children, and they couldn't quit in the end.
"It's not good for the lungs, and it's expensive."
Gold was expensive in troubled times, and tobacco was even more expensive.
In the city where the war was just settled and order was rebuilt. Tobacco is also a luxury that only the rich can enjoy.
"That's it."
The two of them parked in front of the room, which was a private room on the third floor.
"Nobody stays, there's a vigil. However, the young ladies at our front desk are also on schedule, and they generally do not suffer. If there are too many vigils on a given day, you should think about whether you have offended others. ”
Hou Yangbo patted Chen Wuyang's shoulder with an old fritter pie, "After all, in this world, it's good to have food and shelter, brother, be considerate." ”
Chen Wuyang's face was "sincerely frightened", and he hurriedly said, "Where to say, I can't just thank President Xia for not killing me." ”
After sending Hou Yangbo away, Chen Wuyang did not enter the private room, but stopped by the corridor.
The building of Yueshan Park is hollow, the building shape is ring-shaped, and the size of the ring layer decreases layer by layer.
Standing on the fourth floor, except for the underground ballroom, the two floors downstairs are almost visible at a glance.
Of course, the best view is naturally on the top floor where Summer Hill is located, including the fourth-floor casino. Probably a bad taste of those in power.
The beasts in the cage, all kinds of scenes.
Chen Wuyang looked at the various colors below, and his heart was full of thoughts. Now that his life is temporarily saved, Xia Shan's trust is definitely unlikely to come too quickly, and the next test will not be less than the next test.
The Earthquake Gate would find an opportunity to kill himself even out of face, which Chen Wuyang had already imagined before he shouted on the street.
As for the task of destroying the Jinshan Society, there is no hurry.
For a month, he had the opportunity to learn the means of this world.
Sitting in the private room, Chen Wuyang suddenly remembered the identity of his blood clan, stood in front of the toilet mirror and reached out and touched his teeth.
"Why don't you have a tiger...... What about fangs. ”
The bleeding skill has been tested on Fang Caijun before, and to be honest, it is not small in grappling and chasing, but the explanation of "bleeding amplitude has increased" is very painful.
How much? In fact, it also varies from person to person, Chen Wuyang is not a professional after all.
Fortunately, Fang Caijun, a dedicated figure, provided Chen Wuyang with a knife, and the experiment gave him a bottom in his heart.
He's certainly not the kind of sadistic pervert.
In the alley before, he could do it with a rigorous and scientific attitude of truth-seeking and exploration.
As for bloodsucking recovery, there really wasn't anything he could do.
You can't give yourself a knife, in case the recovery ability is not strong, where will you cry.
With a heart full of sorrow, Chen Wuyang fell asleep.
……
Early in the morning, there was a crackling sound of pots and pans outside.
In the center of the hall on the first floor, there are three large cauldrons that are as tall as a person, and the people around them are holding dishes and chopsticks and watching and smelling.
In fact, it is a thinner millet porridge, half yellow and not yellow.
On one side is steamed bread and a few baskets of pickles.
That's it, there is a group of young people who are not dressed like a good man on the stage from afar.
A few handsome-looking little girls stood beside the young man and laughed, pointing to the cauldron and saying a few words to the crowd in line from time to time.
This is a superficial way to attract people into the village.
But in Rycheng, this is the most sincere method.
The Jinshan Society and the Earthquake Gate are fighting each other, and not only the small forces below are happy to see it, but the millions of people in the city can also benefit from it.
Just said that in order to attract people and expand their recruitment, the two families raised their benefits again and again, and after Yucheng came out of the war, there were as many as three times.
There are still many people who are hesitant, that is, human life is not worth much in this world, and if they enter the Tao today, they may die on the streets that night.
The welfare of the two families is high, and the fight is also fierce.
The two explosions in Anjia's apartment yesterday were not even loud in the city, which was too common.
Not to mention the dead.
Chen Wuyang walked to the window of the back kitchen on the first floor, and smiled at the fat man with a shiny face, "Brother, come to double the bowl and chopsticks." ”
The fat man glanced at Chen Wuyang with disdain, "Face raw." ”
"I'm new here."
The fat man's face was still full of suspicion, and the person in front of him didn't look like a good person no matter how he looked at it.
"Personnel didn't greet me."
"Then I'm swaggering to get the dishes and chopsticks, can I still go to the fryer?"
"That's not possible."
The fat man sneered, but still pulled out a fresh pair of dishes and chopsticks.
Before he could hand it over, a loud bang suddenly came from behind Chen Wuyang.
Immediately after that, someone howled.
"The pot is fried!"
Chen Wuyang pressed his hands on the bowl, and raised his eyes to meet the fat man's suspicious eyes.
The corners of his mouth twitched violently.
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