When the security guard left, Chu Ling silently saw everything in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

If you want to leave, no one in this casino can stop you. The best skill is already the head of the security guard, it is estimated that he is a retired special forces soldier who has seen the fight and has really experienced the baptism of blood and artillery fire.

But compared to Chu Ling, he was like a sheep in wolf skin who had been in the wolf pack for a long time, and Chu Ling was a real fierce and hideous beast.

Because, Chu Ling is a man who has really experienced death, death is not terrible for him, what is terrible is that the long-cherished wish in his heart has not been fulfilled, and the regret cannot be made up.

"I'll follow!" Another gamble ended at the table, and Chu Ling threw three aces on the table, which was the leopard with the highest points, suppressing all the other gamblers' cards.

"I can't play anymore, I can't play anymore!" A gambler scolded and left.

He didn't dare to question whether Chu Ling had made a move on the gambling table, because the other party was playing with a Makarov pistol, which was a real pistol, commonly known as PMM, because of its small size and light weight, it was generally used as a wear for officers above the middle level. can take out such a pistol, the seemingly inconspicuous boy in front of him must have some identity background.

The owner of the underground casino quickly rushed over, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and invited Chu Ling to the back pantry. While rubbing his hands and saying flattering words, he looked Chu Ling up and down, and in his heart he was wondering which family was this noble young master, who casually took out a Makarov pistol, and his gambling skills were so superb, and he had never heard of any officer family with Asian ancestry?

"What are the needs of distinguished guests to visit our casino? As long as we do it, we will make you satisfied. The boss said flatteringly while brewing good black tea.

is accustomed to seeing the casino owner who threatens the protagonist in the God of Gamblers movie and is slapped in the face, so the boss who offers tea has his own set of ways to observe words and feelings.

Before inviting Chu Ling to the pantry, he first learned about the situation and found that this gambler did not bet much each time, and he made a small profit of tens of thousands of rubles after more than a dozen games, which made the casino owner breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that this young gambler is not here to smash the game, the boss has seen the kind of gambler who wins seven games in a row and directly pulls the bet to hundreds of millions of rubles. That kind of gambler is here to stir up trouble at first glance, and it is likely that it is a master invited by other casinos.

"I want to borrow 100,000 rubles from your casino." Chu Ling's words were concise and concise, explaining the meaning.

The boss seems to be a smart man, and he does a good job on the surface, so he doesn't bother to talk nonsense.

"Only 100,000 rubles?" The casino owner was stunned, and suddenly remembered the joke that a certain Chinese guest had told him, that it was a village woman carrying a basket of eggs to sell in the market, and a few thugs looked at Mei Se and tried to catch her, but the village woman brandished a rolling pin and beat the gangsters to the point of bleeding, and the gangsters sighed that she was really a chaste martyr, and such a woman could not move! As a result, the village woman reacted at once, and you didn't come to snatch my eggs.

Casino owners feel that way right now. 100,000 rubles is indeed a lot for ordinary people, but Russian casinos are a profiteering industry, otherwise how did the famous Russian turntable get out?

"One hundred thousand rubles? Well said, Gregory, hurry up and get ten rubles and give it to this master. I'm going to make a friend today. The casino owner breathed a sigh of relief, and made up again, "Between friends, let's not talk about borrowing or not borrowing, the 100,000 rubles I gave to a new friend." ”

He thought to himself that you will naturally have to pay back if you borrow, so the next time you come to the casino, you can use the repayment as an excuse to walk into the door of the casino and then open your mouth to borrow more money...... Oh, the owner of my dignified underground casino, what routine have you never seen? Rather than being targeted by such fierce gods, it is better to spend 100,000 rubles to eliminate the disaster.

"Thank you then." Chu Ling didn't expect the process to be so easy, so he was stunned, took the ruble, and walked away.

Seeing him leave, the casino owner breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the security guard who had followed him for many years, and suddenly said with interest: "Gregory, I feel that although this guy is young, he seems to be a master in every move." Do you think that if you play against him, who will win and who will lose? ”

The thug Gregory smiled bitterly: "Boss, don't make fun of me, I'm okay with the underground boxing ring." But this kid doesn't look good, but with my years of experience in the underground world, he is definitely a good hand, and I can survive a round in his hands, which is already good. ”

The casino owner was silent for a moment, wondering in his heart: "Who is this kid sacred?" ”

……

Chu Ling came out of the casino and used a snakeskin bag full of money.

To be honest, his gambling skills may not be very clever, and the reason why he can win so many games makes the casino deeply jealous is still due to the ability of the prophet.

With the ability to predict the future, cheating is not too simple, he can predict what other gamblers will do in a few seconds, and even their cards!

Because in essence, Chu Ling's prophetic ability, similar to the "epitaph" in JOJO, is the ability to predict the future by seeing the picture.

In a casino, this ability is unmatched!

……

The next morning, when Zero opened his eyes from the guest room, a sack of rubles was lying on the bedside table.

She blinked in disbelief.

Also on the bedside table, there is a hot breakfast, and the worker contract is still on the plate!

In the guardian column, Zero, or Renata's parents, have signed their names.

And at this moment, in the column of Party A, the name is also filled in:

Chu Zero (No. 0)!

"He's still alive......" Zero's eyes widened, and he looked at the signature on the paper in disbelief, the handwriting was so familiar!

"He's alive!"

"He's alive!"

Zero repeats it over and over again, but each time it says it has a different meaning and mood.

From the initial surprise and disbelief, it gradually turned into joy and ecstasy!

She pushed open the window and didn't see Chu Ling's figure.

But on the balcony, I saw a cute kommy on the table that was supposed to be used to drink coffee and enjoy the scenery.

It was her "Zorro", who was stained with bright red blood and tattered when she was in the ice field, and was finally buried in Tomb Zero with her, along with memories of the past.

But then the koala returned to her, and it was self-evident who had returned it, and the koala had been cleaned, and even the dilapidated parts had been carefully repaired as if they were new.

Zero knew that this was not something that could be done by sewing and mending, and the other party used alchemy.

She was suddenly stunned for a moment, and found a sticky note taped to the back of the koalma's butt:

"I'm waiting for you in the room next door. Little padded jacket, hurry up and warm the bed for the boss! ”