In a simple room, a healthy white-haired old man sat leisurely on top of a mahogany table. After lightly flipping the lid of the cup a few times, he raised his head to pour the still hot water from the small earthen cup. He drank the tea in one gulp, with an intoxicated expression on his face, and after a long while, he opened his mouth and said, "Good tea, good tea, Gao Wen, your kung fu tea making skills have become more and more refined, the old man is in a terrible situation. I can't even drink the tea I brewed when I go back..." He could not help but sigh, looking at the rather resolute-looking middle-aged man who attacked him, there was a kind smile in his eyes.
The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes smiled and said respectfully: "If you want to drink tea, then I will follow you to make tea for your old man all day long. This is something that many people can't ask for." Looking at the old man, there was a slight desire in his eyes.
The white-haired old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's impossible, if I take you away, who will take care of this domestic stall, the old man must be anxious with me, haha..."
The middle-aged man who was called Wenfeng also smiled, looking at the old man with a little disappointment and helplessness in his eyes.
The old man sighed, looked at Wenfeng firmly and said, "I know that you didn't want to participate in the business of the organization, but now the situation in the organization is complicated, the situation is critical, and it is imminent, and you have to control some forces through you." Ah, after this period of time, when the situation eases, the old man will find a way to replace you." The old man shook his head at Gao Wen who was about to ask, and said with a smile: "How do you talk about these things? Oh, hehe, you don't have to worry, as long as the old man is still around, he wouldn't have the guts to measure those crumbs..."
The middle-aged man saw the worried look on the old man's brow, opened his mouth, and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.
Looking at the old man, he frowned, and murmured: "Who is so unruly, I have already ordered not to disturb us..."
The old man laughed, looked at the man and said, "Gao Wen, you are still playing tricks on the old man. Since you are here to knock on the door now, it must be a big deal. Let me in."
The middle-aged man laughed twice, blushed slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Come in!"
A beautiful girl in a cheongsam gently opened the door and walked in cautiously. She bowed to the old man in the seat and then looked at the middle-aged man with a look of embarrassment on her brows, as if she wanted to say something.
"Disrespectful! Jingjing, what can't you say in front of the old man." The middle-aged man yelled at the young woman. Although his words were harsh, his tone was full of love.
The young woman stuck out her tongue and glanced at the old man in the seat curiously. She was a little surprised. This was the first time she had seen Brother Gao treat other people so respectfully. She wondered who this old man was...
The face of the middle-aged man sank, and just as he was about to speak, the old man smiled and said, "Wenfeng, this girl is pretty good, haha, I like it, you should take care of this old man in the future, don't bully her..."
Smiling and nodding, the middle-aged man's face was slightly red, he avoided the old man's weird eyes in embarrassment, turned to the girl and asked, "What's going on? You're in such a panic..."
Smiling coquettishly at the old man, Jingjing looked at the middle-aged man and said: "Brother Gao, a master has come to the arena, and it seems to be here to kick the field. In less than an hour, he has already won nearly 10 million..." The crisp voice Although she was worried, she looked at the middle-aged man with confidence. In her heart, there was nothing in this world that could stop this man.
"Oh! All dealers here have been trained at the headquarters..." The middle-aged man said to himself: "Although they are young, they are all absolute masters..."
The old man's face froze slightly, he smiled, patted the man's shoulder and said with a smile: "Gao Wen, there is a mountain as high as a mountain, don't be careless, don't be careless!" Then, the old man stood up and looked at the girl and said: " There is a monitoring room here, go, take me to have a look!"
Jingjing led the old man out first, and the middle-aged man hurriedly stood up and followed the old man...
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The old man stood firmly in front of a huge screen, watched it for a long time, and began to show a cautious look between his brows, and praised repeatedly: "Good! Good! Good!"
The middle-aged man didn't understand the old man's reaction at first, his eyes were fixed on the screen, and after a long while he seemed to gradually understand, but there was still some doubt between his brows.
The old man seemed to have seen the expression on the middle-aged man's face, and said in a deep voice: "Gao Wen, old man, I have been in contact with this game of gambling since I was nine years old. It has been more than sixty years now. Although I dare not say that it is invincible, it is ranked tenth in the gambling world. I still have the confidence within the first class." As he spoke, the old man raised his brows with a sense of arrogance: "Now those gambling kings and gambling kings in the gambling world have never been taken seriously by me..."
After a pause, the old man focused his eyes on the screen, his momentum gradually sank, and he said in a deep voice: "But against this person, the old man has no chance of winning!"
Gao Wen's complexion changed, and he silently digested the weight of these words. He knew very well what kind of consequences these words would cause if they spread to the gambling world...
In the field of gambling, everyone knows such a saying that if a person can get a compliment from the old man with a single hand, he will already have the capital to stand out from the crowd and talk and laugh at the gambling table... However, at this moment, with a hand that can turn the sky, old man He actually Frankly speaking, he had no chance of winning against the last young man... There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to himself: "If this word gets out, I'm afraid the world will change again, and this young man's life will be difficult in the future. , I'm afraid I have to deal with thousands of challenges every day... "...
The woman named Jingjing frowned tightly, and said puzzledly: "Old man, what I showed you was the purple-haired woman just now... Besides, this young man is fine, I just saw that he lost just now!" Several plates..." Jingjing looked at the thin young man wearing a black single jacket on the screen, the young man's hair covered his complexion, making it difficult for her to see clearly.
Gao Wen still had doubts in his heart, so he didn't say anything, and looked up at the old man in front of him.
Looking at the woman with frowning brows, the old man smiled, turned to look at the young man on the screen, and sighed: "Although the purple-haired woman is a great expert, I am not completely useless, old man." Chances of winning. However, just looking at this young man, the old man has no confidence in his heart, you say, is there any doubt about this bet?"
Seeing the young man's casual movements, the old man's eyes flashed a trace of admiration: "This old man has seen thousands of people in his life, and this is the first time he has seen such a person. It's appreciation, but I never felt this way, mystery, mystery... "...
The pretty girl shook her head in confusion, and said in a low voice: "But, old man, that purple-haired girl has already won more than ten million yuan. If this continues, it's not a solution..."
The old man shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, it's okay!" He stared at the screen tightly, and whispered to himself: "If anyone can really invite these two people to play, then the old man will lose I am convinced!"...
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A group of gamblers in the casino, no matter those who lost their heads down or those who won happily, gradually gathered in front of a gambling table in the middle of the casino with the general trend of the crowd in the casino, and every time the game was opened, there would be bursts of deafening applause The sound, and the whistles of some troublemakers interspersed among them, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly high, and those gamblers burned abnormally with this somewhat bewitching atmosphere, and some people who were paying attention to decent people at the beginning also followed suit at this moment. The crowd becomes the creator of the atmosphere...
But Bu Feng didn't take it seriously, and continued his big and small games in front of the gaming table where the number of people was gradually decreasing. On the one hand, the dealer was grateful for the concession of this pale young man, and on the other hand, he didn't care about the remaining ordinary gamblers, so he didn't use any tricks, just relying on the three dice It rotates freely in the steel cup. In this way, the game on the table has become a complete case of uniform distribution, but it is also an anecdote.
There were fewer and fewer people, loud screams and cheers came from the side from time to time, Bu Feng, who was wandering outside his body, was still fiddled with the chips around him at will, but the dealer was a little impatient at the moment, listening to the In the current situation, it seems that there are masters coming to play? His brows were faintly frowned, but a resolute and serious face flashed across his heart, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself: As long as Mr. Gao is there, there must be no problem... He also felt relieved and focused on talking with him The only customer at the gaming table played a test game with uniform probability distribution...
"Beauty, amazing!"
"God of Gamblers!"...
"Where are the masters in your casino??"
"..."
The chaotic voices passed by Bu Feng's ears without any omission, and Oman's excited face appeared in his heart...
Frowning slightly, Bu Feng stood up, turned around and was about to leave the gambling table, at this moment, he stopped suddenly, looked back at the young banker's still childish eyes, and nodded kindly, Then he turned and left again, leaving the young Zhuang Zhuang stunned in place, inexplicably moved by that faint look in his eyes...
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