In the third game, Chu Ci won.

His total points are higher than his opponent's, so he is the winner in this ring match.

When the referee raised his hands and handed the check to him, Mrs. Chu was so angry that her face turned blue.

"Useless stuff!" She scolded the player she had sent with a lot of money, and finally stared at Chu Ci, who was also scarred, and left with an extremely gloomy expression for a while.

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Chu Ci stepped down from the stage and put on his clothes, his muscles suddenly relaxed after being extremely tense, bringing a burst of unbearable soreness and pungency.

He took a breath, took a check for a million, and left through the back door.

As soon as he went out, he was confronted by a middle-aged man with a somewhat haggard and sallow face, and walked towards him quickly: "Achu, did you win the game?" How much is the bonus? ”

Liao Wenhai saw the check in the young man's hand, snatched it with his hand, and when he saw the string of zeros on it, his eyes lit up: "Why are there so many this time, one million!" ”

In the dim alley, a few angry men came over one after another, pushed Liao Wenhai aside at will, took the check in his hand, and was satisfied after seeing the denomination, and laughed: "Old man, you owe us just one million in the casino, I took the check, let's clear it." ”

Liao Wenhai hurriedly got up: "Brother Yang, are you mistaken, I only borrowed 200,000 ......"

Brother Yang spat on the ground: "Interest is not money, our brother follows you every day behind your ass to ask for debts, not tea fees, let you clear it is already a noble hand, old man, don't you know what to do." ”

Liao Wenhai humbly and pitifully followed Brother Yang and them, and the unbridled laughter of Brother Yang and the others, all of which were clearly transmitted to the ears of the young man who was completely ignored through the night wind.

He stood there in silence, his eyes darkened - he had made all kinds of efforts to bring Liao Wenhai back on track, even at the cost of moving out of his previous city.

However, in the face of gambling addiction, all his efforts are too small.

Almost...... It's about to be paid off, right?

The boy bowed his head and kicked the stones on the side of the road, his expression blurred.

In this world, he is only willing to call the man who has died as his father, but unfortunately, that man has a bad temper and is hard, and he will not recognize him as the son raised by him until he dies.

Remembering that he was served all the way by a stick when he was a child, the young man lowered his head and laughed: "The surname Liao, you died simply, leaving such a piece of garbage for me to take care of, I owe you?" ”

He touched his nose, and the smile on his lips slowly faded...... It's just that I owe too much to the surname Liao, so no matter how impatient I am, no matter how I am dragged down, I still have to continue to take care of it.

He walked in the direction of his home, remembering that it was a mess, and when he had to clean up when he went back, the young man let out a shallow breath.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, and he took it out and found that it was two transfer records and several text messages.

The transfer amounts are 300 and 1000 respectively.

The text reads - Hey, if you take the money, I'll take you as you promised to send me home every day.

I won't make you suffer, I cover all three meals a day, how about it?

Otherwise, when I find a house in the future, I can also help you do the laundry, okay?

The messages were all sent an hour ago, when he was in the ring and didn't see it.

may have seen that he didn't reply for too long, and the little girl was anxious, so she sent several ellipses in a row.

Chu Ci then remembered that when he got out of school in the afternoon, he teased her when he saw that his new table mate was beautiful, but he didn't expect the little girl to really take it seriously.

300 was the payment for taking her to the hotel this afternoon.

1000 was the payment he wanted to send her home for the next month.

No matter how short of money he is, he won't really be less than this thousand eight hundred yuan.

Chu Ci's gaze fell on the sentence "I have covered your three meals a day", and he didn't move for a long time.

……

Over at the hotel, Qiao Xia, who was about to fall asleep waiting for the news, lay on the pillow and fell asleep, half-asleep, when she heard the sound of the information prompt, she took it over in a daze and clicked on it, and a sentence popped out of the chat page with Chu Ci-

【I'm going to eat poached eggs tomorrow morning】