Jos is the owner of three taverns in the West End, and is also a big force in the underworld, he once participated in a fire fight when he was young, unfortunately his right leg was injured, but unfortunately he was too poor at the time to look down on doctors, and he had no money to donate to the church, and he was treated by the priest, so he could only recover slowly by his body, and finally fell into the nickname of lame. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jos has been in a good mood lately, his business is booming, and he will soon be able to save enough money to buy that expensive East End apartment, and when he lives there with his little lover and son in the future, he will never need that tigress again!

When I think that my son will grow up, I don't have to live a life like this, and I can't say how happy I am! I have watched my son be smart and clever since he was a child, and if he can be appreciated by a certain big man when he grows up, and become an official, then the life of the Jos family will really be turned upside down!

Several guys saw that the boss was in a good mood, so they quipped: "Boss, when will you take us out to be chic?"

Joss laughed and said, "Work hard, I'll open two more taverns in a few days, and take you out for a good time!"

The eyes of a guy who was quite valued by Joss lit up, and he flattered: "It's worthy of Jos's boss, not to mention that he wants to open a new store, and there are two of them!"

Jos had a smug expression on his face and patted the guy on the shoulder: "You kid will do a good job for me, and when the new tavern opens, I will promote you to be the leader!"

The guy's face was full of surprise, and he shouted loudly: "Boss, I am willing to go to the soup for you!"

Joss laughed and walked out of the tavern, got into a half-used carriage, and commanded the groom, "Go to the East End!"

The coachman understands what his boss means, and he doesn't have his own business in the East District, so he just goes to that apartment, but the apartments in the East District are really different, they look so generous and beautiful on the outside, and how magnificent the decoration is inside!

Jos got out of the car and looked at this beautiful little building, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, people should live in such a house, the kind of broken place in the West District, or the tigress at home!

Joss greeted passers-by on both sides of him kindly, but unfortunately his dress and the scars on his face were prohibitive, and most of them chose to walk around him, so angry that Joss cursed in his heart.

Jos went to a room on the third floor, took out the key and walked in, he paid half of the deposit to the owner, although he was not allowed to stay, but there was no problem in viewing the house at any time.

Joss looked at the traffic below, his heart was very proud, and when he wanted to leave, he suddenly found that there were two more people behind him, these two people looked at him calmly, but Jos's years of experience told him that these two guys are definitely not easy to mess with!

Jos smiled and asked, "What are you doing?"

The two laughed, and one of them asked, "Lame Jos?"

Jos's smile faded as he asked, "Yes, you are?"

The man nodded and said, "You take your wife and children and leave Ball City immediately, I bought the three taverns, and give you five thousand gold coins! Also, you paid half of the deposit for this house, right, it's okay, I'll pay the rest, but it has nothing to do with you!"

Joss laughed, "Are you two crazy!" There was a murderous flash in his eyes, and the man replied with a smile: "No need to talk nonsense, what kind of hand, ponytail, and seven other things under your command are dead!"

Jos's heart tightened, this person was talking about his strongest subordinates, the contempt and murderous intent on Jos's face were gone, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes.

Jos asked, "I asked myself, why did I want to die if I had not offended your Excellency?"

The man smiled coldly and asked, "You just said yes or no?"

Jos asked, "What if you say yes, and what if you don't?"

The man replied calmly: "If you agree, you will spare the life of your whole family!" The man paused deliberately, "If you don't agree, you should hurry home and prepare seven coffins! Forget it, you better not waste money, because I promise you don't even have a cemetery!"

Jos showed a hint of hatred and asked, "There are five people in our family, are there two left?"

The man who had not spoken took a step forward, and a long knife was already in his hand, but the first man stopped him and said to Joss with a smile: "Of course not, you don't want one big and one small on the third floor of Shangtong Street?"

Joss felt a chill in his heart, and asked vaguely, "What do you mean?"

The man didn't seem interested in talking nonsense with him anymore, and said, "Whatever you want, anyway, I'll wait for you here until noon, if you don't come, I'll refuse you!"

Jos's face turned pale and asked, "Dare to ask, are you from Davout?"

The two men looked at each other and smiled, and asked rhetorically, "What do you think?"

Joss was pale and wanted to say something, but the man lost interest, and he pointed to the door and motioned for Jos to go out.

Joss walked into his carriage in despair, and the coachman waited for a long time without instructions, and when he looked back, his boss seemed to be stunned, and sat motionless in his seat, and the coachman quickly turned his head, and after a while, he seemed to hear a cry.

Sixty years old this year, the one-eyed Pato is the only one of the older generation, who is still working the front line, and with his years of hard work, he has finally made his casino unique in the entire West End, beating many other casinos.

The old bastard has his own way of survival, and Pato's way of survival is to never be the only casino, but never let any casino become a threat to his existence.

Over the years, the West District casino has opened and opened, poured and poured, their own casino is still immovable, although they can not make money every day, rich and expensive, but raising more than a dozen brothers, they look at the income every day is also relaxed and happy, even those few retired old guys are envious of themselves, their semi-retired state is really leisurely!

Pato likes to drink a glass of red wine in the morning, a habit that has not been shaken for thirty years, but he has no time to drink this morning, because before dawn someone knocked on his door and told Pato that something was wrong.

Pato immediately judged that something must have happened to the casino, otherwise he would not wake him up in the middle of the night, so he first called a group of his henchmen to check the situation at the casino together.

When Pato came to his casino with a dozen masters, he found that the whole casino was in a mess, and the dozen or so thugs he raised to watch the game were all lying half-dead on the ground, and there were almost no guests in the entire casino, only a person sitting in front of a gambling table, who was still a fat child, who looked only six or seven years old, was shouting, and a pile of gold coins was neatly placed in front of him, and behind him stood a full of heavily armed guards, all of whom looked fierce and vicious, and many of them even wore thick heavy helmets, and their weapons were held directly in their hands。

Pato stood in place with a gloomy face, and the person in charge of the casino climbed in front of Pato and said with a bitter face: "Boss, you can count it, that kid is here to smash the field!"

Pato's heart is even more irritable, nonsense, am I blind, can't I see that these guys are here to make trouble?

Before Pato could speak, he heard the little fat man shouting, "I've won again!" and the attendants behind him all applauded loudly, and the atmosphere was very enthusiastic.

The dealer looked at Pato who was standing beside him with a sad face, his lips trembling but he couldn't make a sound.

The little fat man shouted excitedly: "Hurry up and lose money!"

The dealer cried directly: "Big, my lord, I just said that the casino has no money!"

Pato heard these words like a mournful review, as if he had been hit in the chest by a big stone, he knew best the entire casino deposits, if they all lost, Pato was really bankrupt.

The little fat man said with some disappointment: "Okay then, keep keeping accounts!"

Pato knew that he couldn't wait any longer, took a deep breath, walked up to the dealer, and asked the little fat man, "May I ask the little brother, you, where are you?"

The little fat man snorted contemptuously, and a warrior behind him shouted, "How can you inquire about my young master?"

When Pato heard this, he decided that the little fat man had a special identity, so he smiled bitterly: "Young master, you have a lot of adults, and it is not easy to open a casino in a small one, can you raise your noble hand?"

The little fat man snorted coldly: "There is no face in the casino, this is, well, this is the basic quality of being a nobleman!"

Pato was stunned when he heard it, what kind of basic literacy, you came to the casino at such a young age, I'm afraid you didn't have a good education at home!

Pato whispered to the dealer, "How much did we lose in total?"

The dealer said with tears in his eyes: "No way!"

Pato frowned, thinking: What do you mean that you can't calculate? But before he could ask, the warrior on the other side said, "With the 20,000 just now, you owe us a total of 125,000 gold coins!"

Pato clutched his chest, looked at the samurai and asked, "You're not kidding, are you?"

The samurai sneered, "Do you think I'm joking?"

Pato took a deep breath and asked, "Our casino has rules, the maximum amount of a handful is not more than 3,000 gold coins, and you just bet 20,000 yuan, which is not in accordance with the rules!"

Generally, the casino table is set to the maximum amount, and the casino that exceeds this bet is not recognized, Pato has understood that the other party is not at all able to deal with himself, but he still hopes that the other party can be reasonable.

The warrior smiled and said: "When we first put down 20,000 gold coins from our young master, I didn't see you object, and you won it, and you directly received my young master's money, and no one told us what the maximum amount is, now that our young master has won, you have to regret it, I'm afraid you don't follow the rules!"

Pato looked at the person in charge of the casino, only to see that his face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his head, and he trembled with fright, I was afraid that the samurai was right. Pato also knows the character of his subordinates, and must have thought that this little fat man was a sheep and wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune, but he didn't expect to be calculated!

Pato's eyes narrowed, and then he asked, "But you guys beat my people, don't you pay much attention to this matter!"

The samurai sneered: "Don't blame us, it was they who made the first move!"

Pato sighed and asked, "I just want to ask who exactly I have offended?"

He asked simply, but no one answered him, just sneered at him, and there was disdain in his eyes.

When Pato saw this scene, he knew that people didn't plan to talk to him deeply, so he asked directly: "Everyone, how do you want to solve this matter?"

The little fat man slapped the table: "What's the matter, hurry up and pay it back!"

Pato smiled bitterly: "This young master, you are worth winning more than 100,000 yuan, aren't these enough?"

The little fat man disdainfully replied, and the warrior behind him smiled: "I told you just now, you still owe us 125,000 gold coins!"

Pato sighed and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid I don't have the money to pay you back!" He was going to cry out a few bitter words and pretend to be pitiful, but the little fat man immediately stood up and found a place by the window and sat down, surrounded by four heavily armed samurai.

The little fat man yelled viciously: "Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and get my money back!"

Pato took a step back vigilantly, and just wanted to open his mouth to continue the negotiation, several white lights shot at him, Pato was startled, but his heart was extremely cold, those white lights seemed to be high-level magic crossbow arrows!