With Zhou Xingzu's current fame, it is normal for Hussein to use his banner to swagger and deceive.

Especially when doing charity, as long as you have a relationship with Mr. Gambling Shengzhou, the people of Hong Kong Island will naturally have a sense of identity in their hearts.

Hussein should have only planned to borrow the name of the gambling saint and use the identity of a gambler to enhuge the money of the guys. But suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and he made up a story that the gambling saint was his senior brother, hoping to attract more bigwigs to get on the gambling boat.

The story he made up successfully got money, and he also successfully angered Zhou Xingzu.

After all, charity is the only thing that Zhou Xingzu wants to leave behind in this movie world.

Coupled with the original ethics of being an otaku, he can't look down on the scum who makes a fuss about charity, not to mention that he still bears his name.

Zhou Xingzu was furious, completely angry.

"Prepare a ticket for me tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Xingzu explained to his subordinates, raised his head and looked at the wind and rain outside the window.

……

It was a rainy night, and Chen Xiaodao was squatting at the door of the small house.

The wind and rain hit him, wetting his body.

"Knife boy, it's so stormy outside, you better come in." Long Wu stood at the door, looked at the depressed Chen Xiaodao, and sighed silently.

The knife boy in his eyes has always been a little gangster who is not afraid of heaven and earth, how has he ever seen such a lost side.

As a tough guy, Long Wu couldn't think of anything to comfort him.

Chen Xiaodao smiled frustratedly: "It's okay to be drenched in the rain, it can make me sober up a little and figure out why I fell for his trick today." ”

"Now that the money has been lost, even if I take the ticket to board the gambling ship tomorrow, I am not even qualified to gamble again."

"People will win a lot of money tomorrow and leave, and I will watch him stink the reputation of the God of Gamblers, and he can't do anything?"

"Now people all over the world think that he is a gambler!"

The more Chen Xiaodao spoke, the more angry he became, and slapped himself hard, as if he wanted to wake himself up.

Long Wu looked at Chen Xiaodao's appearance and knew that he was right.

Today, they lost even the million Hong Kong dollars they borrowed, and now they are not even qualified to gamble again.

As for Long Wu, it's not that he has no money on him, but it's all in the United Bank of America. It only takes a week for this card to be withdrawn from the Island Bank. After a week, it was futile to do anything.

Thinking of this, Long Wu only had one sentence left: "Daozai, your master has been waiting for a long time." If you don't come in again, he'll probably fall asleep. ”

Chen Xiaodao couldn't put it down, so he called the master for help. But Long Wu is a good friend of Gao Jin, and he made a transatlantic phone call without any psychological burden. Originally, I just wanted to go out and ask Chen Xiaodao to answer the phone, but I didn't expect Chen Xiaodao to be so melancholy and have so much to tell him.

After hearing the same with a wooden face, Long Wu said what he really meant.

Chen Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, quickly wiped the rain on his face, and ran to the small house to pick up the phone.

Mr. Gao Jin quietly listened to Chen Xiaodao talk about what happened, and his voice on the phone seemed very indifferent: "Dao boy, that's it?" ”

"What's the matter, I heard that you were still crying, and I suspect you are a now."

"Only are so soft and weak."

As soon as Chen Xiaodao heard that Master said that he was a, he was anxious: "Master, they are going to borrow your name to make money, and then your reputation on Hong Kong Island will be over." ”

The strange thing is that Chen Xiaodao did not deny Gao Jin's doubts about his.

Gao Jin smiled indifferently on the phone: "Now that I live in the Americas, the reputation of Hong Kong Island has nothing to do with me." ”

"Oh, by the way, are you attacking or receiving?"

Gao Jin, basking in the sun in the Americas, has a very open-minded expression, but there is curiosity in his eyes. However, when he heard the tone of the knife boy on the other end of the phone who was about to be anxious, he quickly stopped the topic: "In this way, don't you still have a senior brother?" ”

"The famous gambling saint, let him help you get Hussein, it's very simple."

"He's not my brother."

"You can make it true, it seems that you are a sufferer, and you don't have a bit of offensive thinking." Gao Jin came up with the answer he wanted.

Before Chen Xiaodao could react, Gao Jin hung up the phone after saying this: "Regarding the matter of the gambling saint, I will let Long Wu help you handle it." ”

Soon there was a blind voice on the phone, and Chen Xiaodao looked dazed: "What? Am I a recipient? ”

Long Wu, as a tough guy and straight man, suddenly took two steps back when Chen Xiaodao put down the phone and turned his head to look at him: "I have my own way to help you get the things that Mr. Gao explained." But Dao boy, oh no, Mr. Chen Xiaodao, please respect yourself. ”

On this night, Long Wu was scared and didn't return all night, leaving Chen Xiaodao alone on the bed in the Ding House, looking at the ceiling, thinking deeply about why he had become a victim.

The next morning, a maid brought a package to him while he was having breakfast: "Zhou Sheng, there is a package for you at the door in the morning." The person below checked it, and it was a box of videotapes. ”

"Videotape? Ah Xing, did you say you were going to buy the imported film from Hijima for me last time? Manyu, who was drinking hot milk on the side, asked innocently.

Last time, Zhou Xingzu promised her that he was going to buy a few special films from Ridao for her to learn acting skills. You must know that the development of Asian Japanese entertainment is a country at the forefront.

Manyu is very yearning for this, and has always remembered this matter in her heart.

Zhou Xingzu smiled awkwardly: "International express mail has special packaging, which doesn't look like it." ”

He also wondered why someone would suddenly send him an audio tape.

However, if you want to know the answer, you can just insert the video tape into the DVD and look at it.

After the tape was put into the DVD, the color screen TV flashed and a burst of music played on the screen. It is the appearance of the God of Gamblers, an exclusive BGM.

Zhou Xingzu was stunned for a moment, and saw the figure of Gao Jin, the god of gambling, appearing on the TV screen.

Gao Jin leaned on the back of the sofa chair, dressed in a straight black suit, with the signature oil-backed head, and took out a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth: "I heard that your name is the gambling saint, and you are my eldest apprentice?" ”

"Young man, I appreciate it, look at your bones and be amazed, you are a one-in-a-million martial arts learner, oh don't learn to gamble as a wizard, are you interested in worshipping me as a teacher?"

"If you win Hussein, you are the elder brother."

"If you don't want to, please destroy the tape!"

Zhou Xingzu never thought that this video would be sent by the God of Gambling himself.

You must know that in the original plot, Ah Xing wanted to apprentice to the God of Gamblers, so he recorded a video tape and sent it to Chen Xiaodao, but Chen Xiaodao thought he was a fool. But now the real God of Gambling took the initiative to send a video and personally accepted him as a disciple, and he also had the opportunity to come back and be a senior brother?

This vote is dry!