Wu Hao glanced at Song San and left quietly.

After Ah Xing can krypton gold, this person is already meat on the felt board, so there is no need to deal with it in a hurry.

It's more important to eat than to clean up this guy.

Wu Hao walked around the street for a while, and found a shop to ask for a piece of oily noodles.

Not to mention, the food in this red dust world is slightly higher than the delicacy of the star world, just an inconspicuous shop in a small city also makes Wu Hao eat very refreshing, especially the fried chili peppers, which are fragrant!

From this point of view, the Red Dust Treasure Banknote is not meaningless.

Thinking of this, Wu Hao restrained the urge to ask for another bowl of noodles and walked towards Ruyi Fang again.

The doorman wasn't the same two just now, as if they had just finished changing shifts. Wu Hao refused their guidance, and walked in with a familiar change of chips.

The first floor of Ruyi Fang has the most tricks, but it is mostly to receive some individual customers who are happy to gamble. The second and third floors are where the real gamblers and high rollers go.

From the introduction of the doorman who gave him a tip, Wu Hao learned that when this Ruyi Fang was built, the walls were arranged with sound-absorbing cotton, so even if the first floor was full of people, when he got upstairs, he couldn't hear the noise below.

Wu Hao didn't want to attract attention, and he didn't plan to go upstairs.

And when he came in, he had his sights set on his target at a glance on the first floor.

With Song San's rank of stealing chickens and dogs, he couldn't meet the qualifications to go up to the second floor, and at this time, he was playing with a group of people around the gambling table on the first floor.

Most of the first floor is full of this atmosphere, chaotic and frenetic.

Don't expect these gamblers to be courteous, gentle, and courteous.

It is this kind of atmosphere that makes it easiest for people to get on the head, and unconsciously bet the last chips up.

Wu Hao saw the thick stack of chips in front of Song San, and he also had an excited smile on his face.

It seems that he has good luck, and he should have won a lot today.

Wu Hao glanced at him indifferently, and then didn't look at him, but walked around the gambling tables.

Wu Hao watched a lot and gambled less. Occasional shots, but also mixed wins and losses. Overall, though, his chips are growing.

When the chips in his hand reach 1,000, Wu Hao is already eligible to participate in the mahjong game.

He found a vacant position and went down.

This position was only less than three meters away from Na Song San.

There are no twists and turns in the mahjong game here, there are losses and wins, Wu Hao is not the biggest profiteer, just a small profit. Compared with gamblers who are truly possessed by European gas, the momentum is much worse.

However, Song San's good luck seems to have come to an end, he changed several gambling tables one after another, and they were all losing in different ways.

Gamblers have a mentality, that is, the more they lose, the more they want to gamble big, and win a direct return.

It's a pity that he not only failed to recover his capital, but also put all the chips on his body into it.

even borrowed a loan shark in Ruyifang, and lost all the money again.

It seemed that he was caught in a certain atmosphere, Song San almost lost the ability to think independently, and his heart was full of fanaticism. By the time he reacted, he had nothing and a lot of debt.

At this time, Wu Hao had already begun to signal to a few friends, and he would be here today.

A gambler who had lost a lot looked at him unhappily and muttered, "What are you doing, you want to run if you win, right? ”

Wu Hao arched his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I still have something to do today, I'll leave first, a few of you play slowly!"

With that, he put away his chips and signaled to the gamblers waiting next to him that he could fill the spot.

When packing up the chips, Wu Hao took a rough count.

If all of them are exchanged, there should be more than 5,000 red dust treasure banknotes.

He moved so many bricks, and was promoted to a small boss for half a month's account, and in the end, the salary he received was only half of these.

Horses have no night grass and no fertilizer, and people have no windfall and no wealth.

Of course, Wu Hao's current level is still some distance from being rich.

Although he found a good way to make money, he was still sober and calm, and he still remembered the purpose of his visit.

I didn't come to gamble for money, but to find Song San to seek justice.

So far, it's going well.

Song San lost the money to the casino, and Wu Hao won the money from the casino, judging from the direction of the money, there was almost no difference between getting the money back from Song San.

And it doesn't attract attention.

Of course, Wu Hao also doubled it by the way, so he should compensate for his mental loss.

Seeing that the heat on Song San's side was almost over, Wu Hao planned to retire after completing his work.

Of course, there is one last thing to complete before leaving.

......

Song San was already in a hurry.

I don't know why he felt so irritable today that he even wanted to smash things or hit people.

Fortunately, no force was allowed in the city, which allowed him to suppress his desires and then transfer all his fanaticism to the gambling table.

After losing all the money borrowed from the loan shark again, Song San's eyes were completely red.

He tried to borrow money from the casino again, but the casino simply rejected him.

No matter how hard he grinded, the casino didn't say anything.

The staff of the casino have long been sharp-eyed, and they have a clear view of who has the ability to repay and who has been strong and competent.

He is now like this, he has become a standard inferior customer, and it is very polite not to sweep him out of the casino. Of course, I will not lend him any more money to fill this bottomless pit.

Song San snorted and panted, and a pair of red eyes glanced around.

At this moment, he felt that the eyes of the gamblers around him were full of sarcasm and mockery, and he wanted to win all their chips immediately.

Suddenly, his gaze must be.

A pair of unfathomable eyes met his gaze.

......

After a stick of incense, Wu Hao left the casino. This process barely goes unnoticed.

The script is already set, and there is no point in him staying here anymore.

Just wait for things to unfold and go back and wait for news.

After Wu Hao left, Song San's expression became more and more manic.

Suddenly, he slapped his right hand on the table with a "bang".

"Lao Tzu pressed everything for dinner today, come on, come on, you give an estimate!"

The table was quiet for a while, and then the staff hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Brother Song, let's stop here today, I'll send you back to rest, okay......"

"Get out, get out!" Song San shouted: "Don't you let people gamble when you open the door to do business, don't talk nonsense, tell Lao Tzu how much this hand is worth?"

Song San's almost trouble-making attitude made the people in the gambling house a little angry, and he stiffly said: "The chips placed on the gambling table can be evaluated, and your hand is still on yourself, you can't estimate it! If you lose again, can we still cut your hand?"

Song San stood up suddenly: "Look down on you Brother Song, right? Lao Tzu is willing to gamble and lose, and if he says that he will bet on his hand, I will put it here today, and I don't need you to cut it!"

With a pop, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from his boot and sneered: "I still have to gamble today!"

He put his hand on the gambling table, and with a few clicks in the horrified eyes of everyone, he stomped his hand down.

Then the flesh blurred and threw it in the middle of the table.

"Lao Tzu has already bet on it, let's estimate it! Less than 5,000, Lao Tzu won't do it!"

The hustle and bustle of the casino suddenly fell silent, and the sound of blood dripping on the ground was clearly audible.

Then, with a barrage of screams, there was even greater chaos.

......

In the noodle restaurant, Wu Hao gently rubbed his aching eyebrows, looking slightly tired.

At this time, the master came out with oil and noodles.

"Guest officer, your face!"

After a lot of hard work and hard work, Wu Hao couldn't help but come back and add another bowl after all.

Wu Hao thanked him softly, took the noodles, and was about to eat them, when he heard the master ask: "Guest officer, do you want to add meat or eggs!"

Wu Hao instinctively wanted to answer without adding it, but suddenly thought that he had won a lot of money today, so he should be able to be presumptuous.

So he said, "Are there any trotters?"

The master smiled: "Halo! Let's make a whole one?"

"Hey, hey, it has to be done!"