The bald head is bright and gloomy.

And I looked at him and deliberately teased:

"Brother Liang, didn't you say that there will definitely be no old man in your field? I've caught it for you, why aren't your people allowed to come over? ”

The tables have long since stopped.

All the gamblers are watching the excitement.

The bald head gave me an eerie look.

But in front of so many people, he couldn't say anything.

After all, I'm talking about catching thousands.

He's the boss, if you dare to say more.

This bureau is not far away.

"Let them come!"

The bald head Ryoichi finished speaking.

The men of his men immediately get out of the way.

The middle-aged woman and the fat man were brought over by several people.

Tokuko is still very discerning.

Before I could say anything, he went up and began to flip in the ears of both of them.

Sure enough, two more black miniature earphones came out.

Place the headset on the table.

I picked one up, fiddled with it twice, and asked:

"Isn't that too much of a coincidence? In Brother Liang's field, there are so many people with bad ears? If I'm not mistaken, there should still be, right? ”

As I spoke, I looked around.

There was an immediate commotion in the crowd.

And the bald head squinted his eyes, glared at me and asked:

"Who the hell are you?"

The corners of my mouth turned up, and I sneered disdainfully.

"Brother Liang, who am I, and do I have anything to do with this?"

Bald head Liang is definitely not stupid.

He didn't ask.

At this time, I am entangled in who I am.

For him, it was of no use at all.

He had to find a way to get rid of it now.

The bald head is bright and his eyes roll. Picked up a headset and threw it at the middle-aged woman.

"Fuck you!"

After scolding this, he stepped forward.

Facing the middle-aged woman, "snap".

It's a crisp slap in the face.

"You bastards, dare to do a thousand in Lao Tzu's field!"

The bald head roared loudly.

It looks like he's really angry.

But I couldn't help but sneer in my heart.

Help!

Very realistic bitter meat trick!

It's a pity, for me, it's useless!

As soon as he finished speaking, Bald Liang shouted at a few of his subordinates:

"Take the three of them and take them away for me at once! Today, Lao Tzu is going to personally chop them up and feed them to the dogs! ”

I have to say that the bald head is very good.

As soon as he takes people away, he can do whatever he wants to do with the rest.

I have no objection either.

I lit a cigarette and took two leisurely puffs.

The men took the three of them and walked in the direction of the door.

When I got to the door, the door opened.

A bleak autumn wind immediately blew in.

And the bald subordinates couldn't help but stop.

At the door, there was a group of people standing in black pressure.

The leader is naturally Chen Yongqing, who was prepared outside.

When he saw Chen Yongqing, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Then he looked at me again.

At this moment, he had already figured it out.

Chen Yongqing and I are together.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Yongqing looked at the three of them and said with a smile.

With a gloomy face, the bald head asked:

"Boss Chen, what are you doing here?"

"Isn't what your brother Liang is doing just to open the door and welcome customers? Why can't I come? Not welcome me? ”

Chen Yongqing walked in slowly.

As he walked, he looked around curiously.

"I heard that Brother Liang is known as the cemetery. It is also known as the first fair field of the station official Tun'er, as long as there are thousands, they will be handed out. I want to ask you, Brother Liang, what should you do if you are out of the thousands? ”

Chen Yongqing's voice fell.

The gamblers in the entire arena immediately let out an exclamation.

All of them looked a little incredulous, looking at the bald heads.

And the bald head is bright, and his face is getting more and more ugly.

He gritted his teeth, looked at Chen Yongqing, and said hatefully:

"Chen Yongqing, you deliberately came to trouble me because I arrested your brother, right? Okay, I'll play with you today! ”

The voice fell.

The bald head grabbed a chair and rushed towards Chen Yongqing.

I have to admit that the bald head is very clear-headed.

At this time, he must stop Chen Yongqing and must not let him say it again.

Otherwise, it's not just him who will be doomed.

These gamblers who lose money will never let him go.

The chair was raised high.

The bald head Liang also strode in front of Chen Yongqing.

It looks like it's about to fall down.

But suddenly, the bald head was bright but did not move.

Two hands, just straight and straight up the chair.

There was also a look of panic on his face.

Look at his chest again.

A twin-pipe troll, being pushed it.

The person holding the troll is Chen Yongqing's younger brother.

His face was cold.

That posture, as long as the bald head moves.

He will not hesitate to open fire.

Chen Yongqing sneered.

"Brother Liang, why don't you move? Aren't you ruthless? ”

As he spoke, he walked over to the bald head.

As soon as he raised his hand, he slapped a few times on Brother Liang's bald head.

"Don't you Brother Liang like to be brave and ruthless? Come on, get me? ”

The bald head stood dumbfounded, not daring to move.

And Chen Yongqing took a hard puff of his cigarette.

Then, raise your hand.

The cigarette butt was pestled on Brother Liang's bald head.

Chen Yongqing twisted it vigorously a few times, and the cigarette butt was extinguished.

In the air, there was immediately a smell of roasted meat.

The bald head is bright and ruthless enough.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Looking at the gamblers in the field, Chen Yongqing said loudly:

"Guys, introduce yourself. Chen Yongqing, the station official Tun'er, does a small business on the river. I came to the bald head field today to tell you one thing. This is known as the cemetery of Lao Qian, and the fairest place in the station official tun'er. But there is one of the biggest inside! ”

As he spoke, Chen Yongqing turned his head and pointed at his bald head, and said with a cold gaze:

"This old man is the boss's bald head!"

As soon as the words fell, the audience was in an uproar.

The gamblers talked to each other.

There are those who believe, those who doubt, and those who wait to see the evidence.

"As for how he came up with a thousand, let's ask my brother to talk about it!"

As he spoke, Chen Yongqing looked at me.

I picked up the headphones on the table and explained:

"On every table in the field, there are bald heads and thousands of people who have arranged in advance. The tables are already being watched by bald surveillance equipment. A few rooms on the second floor are the monitoring rooms. The people watching the monitor, after seeing the cards on the table, use this wireless headset to notify them! That's why, as if they can see through, they clearly know the value of each card! ”

My voice fell.

It dawned on the gamblers.

Among them, there are many losers, and they are even more angry.

"WCNM, bald. Lao Tzu believes in you so much, but you do a thousand things to engage Lao Tzu! ”

"Damn, no wonder I'm losing so much. It turns out that you bastard is out of a thousand old people! ”

"Beat him up, pay him back!"

For a time, the crowd was excited.

The gamblers rushed over to the bald head Liang and the three old thousands.

Punching and kicking, scratching and biting.

If it weren't for Chen Yongqing's people to stop him.

These people are estimated to have been torn apart.

And the bald head is like a wooden man.

His face was gloomy and motionless.

Let these gamblers fight.

"Go to the second floor and give me all the equipment!"

Chen Yongqing ordered his subordinates.

After a while, several monitors. was moved down by Chen Yongqing's men.

Coming down with him, there were also a few staff members who were in charge of watching the monitors.

What I'm most curious about now is where their monitoring is installed.

Pointing to a woman in charge of watching the monitor, I asked her directly:

"Tell me, where are your monitors?"

This woman has been frightened by this scene.

Although she is afraid of a bald head,

But now in this situation, she didn't dare not say it.

The woman cautiously pointed at the dealer's shoe.

The voice was as small as that of a mosquito, and he whispered:

"Shoes!"

Shoes?

I couldn't help but be stunned.

Turning his head to look at the dealer's shoes.

But I'm even weirder.

On shoes, how can you monitor what's going on on the table?