89, He Lao, He Lao, the evening festival is not guaranteed
Zhang Beiye's tone is understood by fools, this is forcibly collected, almost staring at all the money of Xin Tianhuan, and raising it in a clear way.
If you don't, the original soundtrack will be played immediately.
"Drag Xin Wu down first." Mr. He said, smoking a cigar and being very displeased.
He never expected today's situation that two entrepreneurs with a net worth of 10 billion yuan were forced to come down by Zhang Beiye, a kid, and received Xin Tianhuan's chips, and Zhang Beiye almost had 2.1 billion.
Liang Zhongqiu, if you lose, you lose, there is no problem.
But the father and son of the Xin family, who broke the law by themselves, can't even wipe their buttocks, and drag others down, this kind of person not only can't be gamblers, but also is not suitable for business partners.
Mr. He decided to kick Xin Tianhuan out of the cooperation project tomorrow.
Now it's okay, Zhang Beiye, this kid directly showed his cards, and he grabbed it majestically, and Xin Tianhuan ate Coptis dumbly.
Xin Wu's soul crystal flashed, wanting to kill Cheng Yang and Zhu Shang.
"Xin Wu!" Xin Tianhuan roared, "Cooperate with the police investigation, don't mess around." ”
Xin Wu looked at Xin Tianhuan, full of sadness and disappointment, this is called abandoning the car to protect the handsome, even if it is my accident, I have called you father for more than 20 years.
But he didn't dare to resist, if he pulled Xin Tianhuan into the water, he would die without a place to be buried, and there would be a glimmer of life in prison.
A team of heavily armed special police officers burst out of the crowd and escorted Xin Wu away.
"Where's his severed hand?" Cheng Yang said.
"Here." Zhao Dapang walked out with a bloody face and threw the severed arm on the table.
Cheng Yang put on his gloves, picked them up and looked at them, "Mr. Zhao, did you hurt him?" ”
"It's not me, you can watch the surveillance." Zhao Dapang said.
"Who's that?"
"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly, I was stunned by Xin Wu."
"Mr. Zhang, please take out the audio you just played." Cheng Yang said.
Zhang Beiye beckoned to his wife, Song Qian handed over all the evidence in the bag to Cheng Yang, and said: "I made a backup, if you dare to cover up favoritism, I will expose these on the Internet." ”
Only in this way can Jiang Xiaoyu's grievances be brought to the fore, and Zhang Beiye can use soul crystals to activate Xiaoyuer's body.
He had no intention of playing cards, thinking about Jiang Xiaoyu in his heart, and wanted to wait for her to wake up and call him husband.
This little girl is pitiful and cute, and she is the meat of his heart.
"Don't worry, we will enforce the law impartially, what about the original recording file, that Mr. Xin's voice has been processed, who is it?" Cheng Yang said.
He stood on the edge of Xin Tianhuan, as long as Zhang Beiye told the truth, he could immediately arrest someone.
Zhang Beiye didn't answer immediately, staring at Xin Tianhuan until Xin Tianhuan threw ALLIN's yellow card from the pot with a humiliated expression.
"Mr. Zhang......" Cheng Yang naturally understood Zhang Beiye's intentions.
"I was dealt with when I got it, I don't know who it was." Zhang Beiye replied.
Xin Tianhuan is just an accomplice in eliminating the evidence, and it does not affect the revelation of the truth, of course, he can't escape, but Zhang Beiye has other plans.
Cheng Yang could only nod helplessly and said, "Don't bother, you guys have fun." ”
"Go ahead." Mr. He said.
"Mr. He, you want to ...... Don't want to change the table? The dealer asked, looking at the table covered in blood.
"No more, go on!"
The dealer took a deep breath and said, "Two of you, please flop." ”
"Mr. Zhang's four Ks, win. Mr. Xin has no chips, according to the rules, please be out. ”
After the dealer finished speaking, he took out a ruler and swept all the chips to Zhang Beiye.
Xin Tianhuan looked at Zhang Beiye, trembling with anger, he was a dignified tiger general of the twelve divisions of heavenly thunder, the four-eyed heavenly soul realm, with a thunderous strike, and his mana was so strong, he was actually played around.
If he weren't obsessed with life after reincarnation, he could have killed everyone on the scene right now, including anyone at the table.
He is confident that he has this strength.
Since he can't play the routines of human beings, he will find an opportunity to martial arts.
"Zhang Beiye, what does Jiang Xiaoyu have to do with you, is he really one of your wives?" Xin Tianhuan asked.
"I don't know, I just know that whoever kills her will die." Zhang Beiye said.
"Have you ever heard of a man who is a wild king?" Xin Tianhuan asked.
"No, but today, I, Zhang Beiye, am the king, the king of Beiye's gambling." Zhang Beiye was strong and didn't want to reveal his true identity.
"Soon you will be dead."
After Xin Tianhuan finished speaking, he glanced at Fumio Shimada and left in disappointment.
Zhang Beiye sits big, and Mr. He is second, still with 1.5 billion chips.
"Mr. Zhang, are you here to win money tonight, or are you here to take revenge?" Mr. He asked.
"I'm not interested in money, I'm only interested in people." Zhang Beiye said ambiguously.
"I don't have a deep hatred with you, do I?" Mr. He said that if he could unite with Zhang Beiye, then Shimada should lose.
"Nope." Zhang Beiye replied, playing with the chips in front of him, and said: "I have the most chips now, don't worry, you play first, I'll watch." ”
Shimada Fumio looked at Mr. He, "He wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, we have to come to the real thing, there is only half an hour left." ”
"Please." He Lao said.
"I thought you would always be the second in Southeast Asia, but now that this kid is killed, I'm sorry, there may be changes." Shimada laughed.
This means that it is difficult to protect the old night, and I am afraid that the reputation of the gambling king will not be preserved.
Mr. He didn't speak, and took a quiet puff on his cigar.
There is a faint desolation in the muddy and old eyes, since the twilight of the ancient hero, he has been arrogant in the casino for 70 years, can he still be arrogant?
Let's look down!
"Who asks, Lian Po is old, can he still eat?" Shimada groaned, Chinese is very good, stimulating Mr. He.
Zhang Beiye hardly plays much, and he doesn't even have a lot of fun.
He clearly felt that the temperature of the banquet hall was slowly rising, the smell was slowly increasing, and Shimada had to confuse not only the people at the table, but also everyone present.
The soft ambergris should be discharged from the central air conditioner, and this Shimada Fumio is really willing, which is a lot of it.
Zhang Beiye also pretended to be confused and followed 10 million, not wanting Shimada to find out that Miyamoto Sakura was secretly helping him, so as not to cause her trouble.
He looked at the hall, everyone was delirious and standing in place, Zhao Dapang was already sweating, but no one seemed to notice the abnormality.
Only his two wives were behind the crowd, slowly chewing gum.
"Qianqian, is it delicious?" Liang Shiyin asked softly, just now she spit out a lump and gave it to Song Qian to chew, she had long wanted to spit it out, but Song Qian stopped her.
"Senior sister, what do you say?" Song Qian replied.
Originally, the thing was disgusting, first stained with Zhang Beiye's saliva, and then stained with Liang Shiyin's saliva, and then it came to his mouth, can it be delicious?
She held up her phone to take a picture.
Mr. He looked at his spade AK again and went directly to Shimada Stud.
"Let's play with He Lao." Shimada smiled and threw out the sign, spitting out a puff of cigarette string and burrowing it into the dealer's nose.
Shimada has a total of 950 million chips, and Mr. He has a total of 1.45 billion.
"Now the pot is 1.9 billion chips, please flop two."
Shimada turned over the cards, the hole cards are 2, 7, no matter how to make up, there are two small pairs.
He blew out another wisp of cigarette and got into Mr. He's nostrils.
"I'm AK flushed." He Lao flipped the cards and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But Zhang Beiye and the dealer looked at his hole cards and were shocked, what an AK flush.
The black ace is the ace of clubs, not the ace of spades.
"Mr. He, are you mistaken?" The dealer asked nervously, she had regained her basic sanity.
Mr. He rubbed his eyes, took a closer look, and gasped, it was obviously a spade AK just now.
"This ...... This ......" Mr. He looked confused, and he was flustered for the first time.
"Mr. Shimada wins two pairs." The dealer reluctantly announced that Mr. He had always boasted of his fiery eyes, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even see his cards clearly.
The old gentleman glanced at Zhang Beiye in a panic, hoping to get an answer, but Zhang Beiye didn't say anything.
After a while, his and the dealer's eyes became confused again.
Now Shimada has 1.9 billion chips, Zhang Beiye has 2.03 billion, and He Lao only has 500 million left, and it was emptied in one game.
Next is the twentieth game, which is the last game predicted by Song Qian.
Zhang Beiye's card is only second, He Lao must be on it, so the biggest card is in Shimada's hand.
If the battle is not resolved, even if Zhang Beiye is not confused, he will not be able to fight Fumio Shimada.
Fumio Shimada looked at Zhang Beiye and said, "Follow me stud." ”
"Okay!" Zhang Beiye replied with his mouth, but he didn't move.
Mr. He still seems to have a trace of fragile will, and he has not moved.
Unexpectedly, Shimada Wenmai actually left her seat, walked behind Mr. He, and said in his ear, "Shuttle." ”
Then he grabbed Mr. He's hand and threw the yellow card directly.
Zhang Beiye scolded in his heart, fuck your uncle, there is still such a play?
This is even more shameless than he kicked Xin Tianhuan just now!
Then, Shimada stared into Zhang Beiye's eyes and walked over slowly, he always felt that something was wrong.