Winter nights, windy, very strong.

The rapid cold wind blew the banner of the Mingyue Fang of Canglan Country, and the hunting sounded.

Mingyuefang is a boat on the river, not a flower boat, but a gambling boat. I don't know when people like to build casinos on boats, perhaps in the hope that boats will bring good luck to gamblers.

In fact, there are always only a few people who are lucky, and the vast majority of people have lost all their money.

Chen Ziang stared straight at the dice clock in the dealer's hand, if anyone looked closely, he could see that his ears were constantly fluttering, in gambling jargon, this is called listening to dice.

A great deal of skill.

Some people hear clearly and understand, and some hear only muddy sounds, but they pretend to understand clearly, Chen Ziang is obviously the latter.

When the dice bell fell, the dice bell fell on the table, and the dealer said expressionlessly: "Buy big and buy small, buy and leave!"

"I'll buy big!"

Chen Ziang did not hesitate to see a stack of chips thrown on the word "big".

A mysterious smile appeared on the dealer's face.

"It's on!"

The dice bell opens, is small, loses.

Chen Ziang's hands trembled, and his eyes stared at the dealer.

It doesn't matter if he loses one set, the important thing is that he has lost ten games in a row, and the experienced apprentice will pause at the moment, rest and transfer, but Chen Ziang is not an experienced gambler, after the initial killing and the current collapse, he still hopes to return to his previous state.

Isn't it?

This is the psychology of the gambler, who always thinks that the next hand will win.

But alas, he had no chips, not one, and rummaged through all his pockets, but he couldn't find a single chip.

Not only did he lose all the money he had won, but he didn't even have the principal left.

The dealer looked at him impatiently and sneered: "Guest officer, if you don't have any money, please let go." ”

"yes, get out of the way if you don't have any money. ”

"Yes, Lao Tzu has money, let Lao Tzu come up and sit. ”

......

Gamblers are also clamoring behind them.

Chen Ziang trembled, and fine beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead.

When this tension continued to a certain extent, it finally ushered in an outbreak: "Shut up Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is the head catcher of the six gates of Canglan Country!"

The gamblers were instantly silent.

The six doors of Canglan Country, an organization that is enough to make children cry at night, is specifically responsible for arresting national fugitives, cats and dogs that are not of sufficient level, they disdain to catch them, and they want to catch only Jiangyang thieves, martial arts masters.

As long as the people who are targeted by the Six Gates, there is no one who can escape, which also makes the Six Doors famous. As soon as the gamblers heard the people of the six doors, they immediately stopped clamoring.

Nobody wants to offend such people, does they?

The dealer sneered: "The six doors can't control our Mingyuefang, if you have no money, do you see the white curtain over there?" he pointed to a room in the distance with his chin, "There is a third rat behind the curtain, there is no money to find him," the dealer saw that Chen Ziang was a little unusual, and sneered: "But let me remind you, he is not afraid of the head catcher of the six doors." ”

Chen Ziang hesitated.

He knows that there is a kind of person in the casino who specializes in lending money, specializing in lending money to gamblers, and the interest rate is also surprisingly high.

Some people win, some lose, those who win pay back, those who lose pay back, and those who lose pay back, without exception.

Chen Ziang's hands were trembling, his feet were also trembling, he hesitated to gamble on his luck, everyone has luck, some people have more, some people have less. Chen Ziang thinks that he is a blessed person, and the embarrassment at the moment is just a temporary embarrassment, and he will come and go from time to time.

Every gambler thinks so.

He's thinking about it, he's thinking about it very seriously, he's never thought about something so seriously, it's the first time.

The dealer taps on the table and makes a tuk-tuk sound, which at first is sparse in rhythm, and then gradually becomes stronger and clearer.

Chen Ziang's heart beat to the sound of tuk tuk, at first it was only a slight beat, and later, his heart almost beat out of his chest.

At this moment, the dealer suddenly spoke: "If you really don't have any money, I advise you to leave, I have seen a lot of people who have been bankrupt by the third master of the rat." ”

This sentence became the last straw that overwhelmed Chen Ziang, as a proud person, the last thing he could bear was not to talk to him in such a contemptuous tone.

He is the head catcher of the six doors, and he has never missed a job, and gambling will be the same.

"You wait!" he said sharply, turning and walking towards the white-curtained room.

He walked slowly, but he didn't mean to stop, and the closer he got to his target, the more bent his originally straight back became.

He could clearly feel the breath inside the white curtain, an aura of greed that could engulf everything.

Scared?

There may be some, but he will not allow this emotion to be expressed, he walked to the room, suddenly stopped, hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and lifted the curtain.

The third master of the rat is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, slightly fat, bald, with two shiny mustaches, half-lying on the bed, smoking a hookah leisurely, and when he saw Chen Ziang coming in, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Chen Ziang frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Third Master Rat?"

The third master finally raised his eyelids, glanced at Chen Ziang, and then continued to smoke the hookah.

Chen Ziang suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "But the third master of the rat?"

The third master snorted and said casually: "Not bad." ”

"I'm—"

Before Chen Ziang could speak, he was interrupted by a puff of white smoke from the third master of the rat: "I'm not interested in knowing who you are, everyone who enters this door is to borrow money, your identity is not important, the important thing is that you lack money, and I have money." ”

The momentum that Chen Ziang had just accumulated plummeted, and he felt that his whole person bowed his head in front of the third master of the rat.

There is no way, people are under the eaves, and they have to bow their heads, Chen Ziang understood this very early.

"What the third master of the rat said is right, I am short of money, you have money. He paused and said, "Then I'm not hypocritical, I need three hundred taels of silver." ”

The third master glanced at him and sneered: "Three hundred taels is not a small amount, you have to mortgage." ”

Chen Ziang frowned and said, "What kind of collateral is used?"

The third master of the rat smiled: "Then what do you want?" I dare to ask for whatever you have, whether it is hands, feet, or your life. ”

Chen Ziang obviously didn't expect the third master of the rat to say such terrifying words calmly, and he was stunned for a while.

However, after all, he was the head catcher of the six doors, and he quickly recovered, and said coldly: "Isn't the third master of the rat afraid of causing trouble?"

The third master laughed and said, "I'm afraid of everything, but I'm not afraid of trouble." As he spoke, he put down his cigarette gun and stared at Chen Ziang with mocking eyes.

The eyes of the third master of the rat are not big, but these small eyes are very focused, and the cold light emitted makes Chen Ziang's heart palpitate.

He coughed dryly twice to hide his embarrassment, and then said, "Hands, feet, and lives can't be given to you," he hesitated for a moment, and at this moment, he even thought of turning around and leaving, but the cold words of the dealer just now came back to his mind.

He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "In this way, I bet on the black yarn hat on my head!"

The third master of the rat opened his eyes, looked directly at Chen Ziang, and said, "Who are you?"

"The headcatcher of the six doors!"

The third master of the rat bowed his head and was silent.

Chen Ziang sneered: "Don't the third master of the rat dare to ask me for this black gauze hat?"

The third master of the rat laughed and said, "There is nothing that the third master of the rat does not dare to want." After speaking, he raised his hand and clapped twice.

"Bang!!" After two distinct sounds, a young man walked out of the small door behind the third master of the rat and bowed his head to the third master of the rat.

The third master of the rat stared at Chen Ziang and said to the young man: "The contract written for this gentleman uses the black gauze hat of the six doors as collateral. ”

The young man did not speak, but nodded and retreated, and walked back with a contract in his hand.

The third master went to the contract, looked at it, and then handed it to Chen Ziang, saying, "You take a look first, and if there is no problem, you can sign it." ”

Chen Ziang read the contract carefully, and when he found that the repayment period was only one day, he couldn't help but raise his head and said angrily: "Why is it only one day?"

The third master of the rat sneered: "The casino has always borrowed money for only one day. In a disdainful tone, he said, "Do you think you can't afford it today, but you can pay it back tomorrow?"

Chen Ziang lowered his head and was silent, and after a while, he raised his head and said to the third master of the rat: "No problem, I signed this contract!"

After speaking, he bit his finger and signed the three words Chen Ziang at the end of the contract with blood.

The third master took a brush from the young man's hand, took the contract, signed his name at the end, and then handed the contract to the young man, signaling him to step down.

The young man took the contract and retreated, and after a while he came out again, holding a silver ticket in his hand and handing it to Chen Ziang.

The third master of the rat said: "A silver ticket of three hundred taels, take it." ”

Chen Ziang didn't speak, snorted coldly, and pushed the curtain out. The third master of the rat looked at his back with a mysterious smile on his face.

After changing the number of chips, Chen Ziang returned to the table, stared at the dealer just now, and said, "I will definitely win this time." ”

The dealer laughed.

After a stick of incense, Chen Ziang sat at the gambling table with his eyes distracted, and he didn't come back to his senses until the young man pulled him just now.

"The third master of the rat let you pass. The young man said.

Chen Ziang got up numbly and walked to the room with white curtains, no longer as arrogant and condescending as before, he was like a defeated rooster, slowly lifting the curtain.

The third master was still smoking, flooded, and the room was full of smoke.

"Lost it all, right?" Seeing Chen Ziang coming in, the third master of the rat was the first to speak.

"No, that's right. Chen Ziang said.

The third master laughed and said, "So the black gauze hat on your head is mine." ”

Chen Ziang suddenly woke up, raised his head and glared at the third master of the rat, and shouted: "The head catcher of the six doors, how can you give it when you say it!"

The third master of the rat smiled: "Don't forget that you signed the contract. ”

Chen Ziang sneered: "That contract is illegal, don't count!" His face was flushed, but he still made a reasonable appearance.

The third master shook his head and sneered: "In my place, there is no law to say, if you must say it, I am the only king law." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands, the door closed instantly, and his originally lazy body suddenly bounced up and grabbed Chen Ziang's throat.

"The head catcher of the six doors, what a name, it's a pity that you play with the breeze on my territory. The originally cold and expressionless face became extremely hideous, "I now pinch you to death, just as easily as you kill an ant." ”

Chen Ziang felt the hand that was holding his throat slowly exerting force, felt his breathing being gradually suppressed, and felt the hyoid bone make an overwhelmed sound.

Fear finally overcame the high spirit, he wanted to ask for mercy, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't let it go, so he could only stare at the third master of the rat with a pleading look.

The third master smiled coldly and threw him to the ground.

"Now you understand?"

Chen Ziang knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. It was only at this moment that he understood what a blessing it was to breathe fresh air.

The third master looked at him contemptuously and said, "I know that you are reluctant to give up the black gauze hat of the six doors, and I am not interested in this official position, as long as you help me do one thing, our accounts will be cleared." ”

"What, what. Chen Ziang said in a trembling voice.

The third master smiled slightly, put his mouth to his ear, and said slowly in a deliberately suppressed voice: "I asked you to go to Yunying to capture a fugitive named Gu Ruzhi." ”