I thought Old Jack would hesitate, but he actually agreed: "Mr. Wang, you may not know me. One of my biggest hobbies in my life is gambling, and I really enjoy the excitement between winning and losing." . To me, investing in you is a gamble."
I looked at him curiously: "If you lose the bet, not only will you get nothing, but you might even be dragged into hell by me, and your family will also be dragged to hell with us."
Old Jack spread his hands and said: "Dear Mr. Wang, I'm afraid you don't know that my family and I have been in hell for a long time, and we don't mind going a little deeper into hell."
Old Jack said, lighting up a cigar and leaning on the sofa, looking as if he was waiting for my decision.
After thinking about it for a few minutes, I extended my hand and said, "Happy cooperation!"
Old Jack raised his hands in the air: "I believe your high-fives are an oath. It is said that Chinese people will never go back on their word as long as they high-five. Your oath will be witnessed by the gods. Although I am not Chinese, there are no Chinese gods in Britain. , but I believe more in your credibility after high-fiving.”
I raised my hand and exchanged palms with each other three times before saying, "My target is the Blood Tulip family, how can I contact them?"
Old Jack couldn't help but frown, and I felt my heart freeze when I saw the other person's expression. Unexpectedly, Old Jack said: "I can't touch Blood Tulip, but there is someone who can. I can take you to see him, but …”
Old Jack said solemnly: "You have to protect my safety. I will not bring any bodyguards this time. If the matter is revealed, I will claim that I am controlled by you. If you agree, I can take you to find someone."
"No problem!" I raised my thumb at Old Jack as I spoke. Just based on Old Jack's magnanimity, he is worthy of being the king of the underground.
Old Jack quickly arranged everything and drove us to the city center: "Mr. Wang, do you know Wyke Club?"
I nodded and said: "I heard a little bit! The person you want to take me to find is in the club?"
I have heard more than a little about the famous Wyke Club. It has a history of more than 250 years as a private club in Britain. It was originally just for selling hot chocolate drinks, and later gradually developed into the world's top private club.
The Wyke Club is famous for its wide range of bizarre gambling. The most famous was a £3,000 bet on which of two raindrops would fall down first on a window pane.
There are some more interesting parts of Wyke Club. First of all, ladies are not allowed in. Furthermore, men who want to join the club must be invited by a current member, and the move must be approved by two other members.
There are only a handful of people who can be invited by club members, and they are either rich or noble. Although Wyke is only a private club, its status in Britain is very important.
Old Jack said: "Of course, that person's name is Karen. But he prefers to be called Old Wolf. He claims that he has the same toughness and cunning as a wolf. That person is very good at gambling. Only gambling can arouse his interest."
"The relationship between him and the Bloody Tulip family is very subtle, but they can be called enemies or friends. If you can conquer the old wolf, he can definitely lead you into the Bloody Tulip."
I looked back at Old Jack: "How can I conquer him?"
"Rely on your Eastern secret skills." Old Jack said: "I can bet with him, and the rest is up to you. As long as your Eastern secret skills can shock him, the rest can be done with He talked alone."
Old Jack paused and said: "As for how to impress Old Wolf, you can think about it. Old Wolf is not in the club every day. If you miss today, you won't know when you will see Old Wolf next time."
After Old Jack finished speaking, I didn't speak again. It is not difficult to shock someone. What is difficult is how can I shock that person in just a few minutes when I know nothing about him
Wyke Club's review is extremely strict. Even with Old Jack taking us, we still stood at the door for more than half an hour before we were allowed in. The security check at the door is comparable to that of the Fifth Research Institute.
The waiter who led us into the club led Ye Xun and I into a living room without giving us a chance to appreciate the luxury of the club, and gestured for us to wait there.
I just picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip, then it squirted on the ground with a pop. It's not because the black tea tastes bad, but because I saw Li Xiaomao walking in from the door!
I almost went crazy: "How did you get in? Didn't you pass the security check?"
Although Li Xiaomao is wearing a men's suit and her hair is tied into a decent ponytail, it is not enough to just wear men's clothes to pass the security check! Unless, he turns out to be a man.
I stiffened my neck and turned to look at Ye Xun. The meaning in my eyes was: Is this your childhood sweetheart, your childhood sweetheart? This is an old man, right? Did you two use the wrong words
Ye Xun glared at me fiercely: "She is a woman!"
Li Xiaomao sat down with a calm expression, picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip: "Cats can shrink their bones."
I opened my mouth and swallowed the words under Ye Xun's murderous eyes.
What I want to say is: cats can shrink their bones, it’s true. But that doesn't mean it can shrink anywhere. Besides, not only do you have to shrink, you also have to grow something to fool the bodyguards. How did Li Xiaomao do it
Ye Xun knew what I wanted to say as soon as I opened my mouth. His face instantly turned green and he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Who examined you?"
Li Xiaomao's eyes formed a crescent moon: "I sneaked in, don't worry."
Ye Xun's face looked much better now.
I whispered softly: "Ye Xun, this guy is a dog, he knows how to protect his food! I was in trouble last time, but I didn't see him protecting his food like this. He is obviously partial and has a bad conscience."
When I say this, in Northeastern dialect: I call my brother "code card".
"Card tiles" on the mahjong table means: put good tiles somewhere, deliberately give them to people, and let them kill everyone. At the dinner table, especially at the dinner table where a certain buddy brings his girlfriend, several brothers constantly promote that person, praise him, highlight his advantages, and let him establish his image in the eyes of his girlfriend. What a beautiful adult.
I've done a lot of things about marking cards before. This time, he was also looking for code cards for Ye.
Who knows, that guy kicked me in the butt and almost kicked me off the sofa: "I never miss you. If it were you, I would be just as angry."
Well, a good hand of cards, let Ye Xun play it to pieces.
I almost let Ye Xunqi lose his temper. Li Xiaomao was still drinking black tea happily. It doesn't look like he's angry at all.
Now I can at least be sure of one thing, that is, Li Xiaomao should have similar abilities to Xia Qingqing and be able to confuse his opponents.
I remembered that in myths and legends, the monsters that can confuse the target most include foxes and cats.
I immediately showed a malicious smile to Ye Xun.
When Ye Xun was about to glare again, the waiter outside had already knocked on the door and came in, gesturing for us to follow him.
I immediately put away my smile and followed the waiter into the hall. At this time, many people had gathered in the hall, and we became the focus of everyone's attention as soon as we walked in. My eyes fell on a middle-aged white man next to Old Jack. His temperament was indeed a bit like a napping old wolf.
The latter, when he saw me, stretched out his hand and said: "Gentlemen, let us see the magician from the East?"
The waiter standing next to me immediately translated the other person's words in fluent Chinese.
The waiter spoke Chinese, he kept communicating with us with gestures and didn't even speak English once. I looked at the other party and immediately showed a bit of anger.
But the other person didn't seem to pay attention to my emotions, and still stared straight ahead, waiting for someone to speak.
I said solemnly: "Sir, first of all I want to correct you. I am not a magician, but a warlock. An Eastern warlock."
"No, no, no..." A fat man next to the old wolf shook a finger and said arrogantly: "My grandfather has been to the East and once seen the so-called warlocks. They are just a group of greedy and humble liars. They say they are magicians. The division has already elevated their status."
Old Jack said displeased: "Excuse me, sir, how did your grandfather conclude that the magicians in the East are all liars?"
"Use a musket!" the fat man said arrogantly: "If I want to be more specific, the Easterners once called my grandfather a foreigner."
"Haha..." The fat man made a nondescript bowing gesture, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.
The old wolf waved to me and said: "Sir, I'm very grateful to you for bringing us a pleasant afternoon tea time, but the gentlemen here obviously don't welcome you, so you'd better just go ahead!"
I sneered, raised my hand and pointed at the fat man and said, "Within three minutes, you will be blinded by one eye from the glass fragments from the wine glass. Of course, this is just the beginning of God's punishment."
The fat man deliberately pretended to be horrified: "Oh my God! Is this a curse from the East? Is it magic from the East?"
I was too lazy to watch the other party's performance, so I turned around and left the hall amid a burst of laughter.
I calculated that at normal speed, it would take us about a minute and a half to walk from the hall to the door.
When I was thinking about how to delay the time, the waiter leading the way suddenly said: "Gentlemen, please stay. You still need to undergo an inspection before leaving."
My face suddenly darkened: "What do you mean, are you afraid that I will steal something?"
The waiter looked at me with a half-smile but said, "As you said, we have such worries."