Repulse Bay, beach road.

"Huh," When the car passed the parking lot next to the Yaoji Mahjong Hall, the fat chicken turned around and looked at it with a bad look. "Why are there no cars in the parking lot?" According to the usual point, at least a dozen luxury cars, thirty or forty medium and low-end cars, and dozens of small donkeys. Most of the owners of the cars rushed to the casino in the basement, and those who rode the donkeys were basically grandparents and uncles who came to play mahjong.

The business of the Yaoji Mahjong Pavilion is the same as that of the Kuaihuo Pavilion in the street market: On the surface, there are more than ten mahjong tables, earning a few tables and cigarettes, but the real huge profit comes from the casino in the basement. Just like the bar of the entertainment corridor, selling a few drinks is simply drizzle, and white powder is the flagship product and the key business.

But now, in the parking lot, except for the group of broken donkeys that even thieves don’t even look down on them, there are only two or three broken Volkswagen and luxury cars.

Gecko was also puzzled, but then he smiled flatteringly: "Hehe, maybe the guests are all here today, right?"

The fat chicken glared at the gecko fiercely, got out of the car with a gloomy face, walked quickly to the mahjong hall, and immediately a younger brother came forward with fear and fear: "Brother Ji, you are here,"

Listening to the sound of throwing cards and trembling in the mahjong hall and the sound of old coughing and spitting, the fat chicken snorted and frowned, pushed his brother away, broke into the mahjong hall and went straight to the basement.

At the entrance of the basement, Yi Wangfeng thug stood up unnaturally: "Brother Chicken,"

Fat chicken asked with a stern face: "How is the business today?"

The thug stammered and said, "Uh... Brother Ji, you go down and see it yourself." After saying that, he knocked on the iron door.

The fat chicken took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality. When he ran down the wooden stairs, he was shocked. In the huge basement, there were six gambling tables, one supervisor, two waiters, six dealers, and eight thugs, but there were only two guests. Under the eyes of the casino staff, the two were unnatural all over, playing with chips back and forth, and they didn't know what to play. This gambling was about the atmosphere. Now the number of gambling guests was not as large as that of the casino staff, which easily made people feel weak and fearful.

Although I was mentally prepared, the scene before me still made the fat chicken urge to vomit blood. Regardless of the guests' presence, he shouted angrily: "What happened? Where did you go, ah,?"

"Oh, Brother Chicken, I don't know," the manager ran up nervously, pinched his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "I was fine last night, I will... tonight..."

The fat chicken narrowed her eyes and asked in a grim voice: "Is the Happy Pavilion reopened?"

"No, the brothers who went there to visit the venue just called, and there were only those who played mahjong there,"

"Hiss~~~~" Fat chicken touched her chin and frowned deeply. While she was wondering, a gambler held her cell phone and called: "Hey, Da Cannon, you fuck your mother, why are you not here yet? It's almost dawn if you don't come again... You're not talking about it, the casino is haunted, there are no people...what,...you, don't say it earlier, fuck,"

The gambler hung up the phone, turned his head and looked around the basement vigilantly, pulled his legs and walked out, and the remaining gambler felt a strong sense of insecurity and quickly followed him away.

The fat chicken saw it and became suspicious.

...

Changzhou, textile apartment.

Hongbo continued to travel online as always, and was attracted by a post on Huang Yi's online poll: Otaku, who is the most perfect goddess in your mind, a, Sora Aoi; b, Hatsuko Sakai; c, Zhang Xinyu; d, Shilulu; e, Fengjie; f, Yang Mi; g, Chujuan.

Wow, no, Chu Juan can be compared with these long-standing predecessors, and is on par with the same side. Hongbo is very shocked. As a classmate, he feels pride, honor, mission, and responsibility. The sixth sense of pride, sense of honor, sense of mission, and responsibility are all burst out. He quickly manipulated the mouse and pressed the g point, then moved down to check the vote results, and suddenly screamed "Wow".

The voting results are shown:

There were 1,219 people who chose "a Aoi Sora" (Cang Laoshi is still very popular).

There are 4,198 people who chose "Saki Noko's B" (the former pure girl is about to transform into a mature woman, and her popularity is even higher).

There are 69 people who chose "C Zhang Xinyu" (it seems that the "Stone Story" she co-starred with Li Chen back then, makes people feel that she has big breasts and no brains).

There were three people who chose "d Shilulu" (it is said that two of them must have voted by her and her mother, and one vote was definitely not voted by Obama).

There were 15,623 people who chose "e Fengjie" (re-verified that "Fengjie is mighty").

There were 12 people who chose "f Yang Mi" (artificial pneumothorax failed completely, which sounded the alarm for the majority of women who made plastic surgery and breast augmentation fakes).

There were as many as 234,567 people who chose "g Chujuan", beautiful, pure, reserved, and well-behaved girl next door won a great victory in the All-Star lineup with the best of her best, easily and instantly defeated the divine horse and floating clouds who were naked.

In the comment column, the powerful netizens revealed Chu Juan's poor family background. His father was seriously ill and his mother was laid off. He was in debt. He had no choice but to work and study on his own...

Some people who are flirting with unspoken stories have also been searched for unknown stories, tutoring papers, almost got rid of the unspoken rules of birds and beasts, loyal and unyielding, and strongly resisting, and now they are facing the danger of dropping out of school...

Some insiders also disclosed more hidden deep details. In order to avoid misleading consumers, Chu Juan tried it for a while before endorsing Jingxin Whitening Cream...

Many positive deeds make people love, pity, respect and sigh, and praise for a while, and praise is scattered. Chu Juan, this "most beautiful car model in history" who is loved by thousands of people, has made those very popular stars a foil without any effort.

Chu Juan, marry me, qq number: 6543210.

Chu Juan, I love you, mobile phone number: 13961111111.

Chu Juan, let’s get married, Mercedes-Benz license plate number: Jingdc8888.

Chu Juan, I will never marry you for the rest of my life. My name is Master Kongkong.

...

"Awesome, amazing," Hongbo shook his head and smacked his lips, and gave a thumbs up at the screen.

At this time, someone in the 50-cent QQ group grinned his teeth and smiled and posted a URL connection. Hongbo absent-mindedly went in and saw that it was the Hong Kong Gambling Forum. A post titled "Did you gamble today?" The content of the post was a 15-minute video: the camera was unstable, and the shooting angle changed in just ten seconds, and it was slightly shaking, but the picture was very clear. This was obviously taken in a casino, with gambling tables, gambling tools, chips, dealers, and about fifty or sixty gamblers all clearly entering the camera...

...

"Woo~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brother Rong, Woo~~~~ You have to make the decision for me,"

In the private room of Baotian Bar, the youngest girl puffed her monkey's butt-like cheeks into Hei Rurong's arms and cried miserably. Tears and eyes, nose and booger, saliva and smoke, drool all over Hei Rurong.

"Lin Jiucheng,,,,," Black Rorong slammed his head and slapped his teeth, clamored, his eyes rippled, his forehead and neck burst out, and he shouted angrily, "You make my horse like this, see how I deal with you,,,,,"

"Ponglang~~~~" The beer bottle was smashed into pieces of glass.

Outside the box, Huangmao put his pocket in one hand and held a glass of beer in the other hand and passed by leisurely. When he heard the sound of beating, he was stunned and asked the brother guarding the door outside the box: "Hey, Brother Rong is chopping people inside,"

"Cut your hair," said the goalkeeper, rolling his eyes, "is getting angry,"

Huangmao's eyelids twitched for no reason, and he leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "What are Brother Rong doing?"

The brothers guarding the door listened vigilantly and listened to the movement in the box, tiptoed to the side and said, "Group Rong and Ma Zi have been abused,"

Huangmao took a breath of air conditioning, reached out and put his hand on the shoulder of the brother guarding the gate and asked, "Who is so bold to touch Brother Rong's horse, who will abuse him? The youngest sister is still Fengjie,"

The brothers at the gate curled their lips and said, "Young sister, I have been served by the new master of the Baihua Hall."

Huang Mao asked in confusion: "The new hall master, Baihua Hall has been renamed the new hall master. Is Yang Lu dead?"

"I don't know either. I just heard the private room mentioning intermittently that the new hall owner is a man, and his name is Lin Laocheng,"

"Ah," the yellow-haired changed color in horror.

The gatekeeper brother didn't care, and said to himself: "This guy is so brave. He dares to fight against Brother Rong. Hehe, Brother Rong is really angry this time."

"Click,"
Chapter completed!