A group of gamblers were gambled in a hurry, with messy hair and red eyes. Although it was in the basement, the room was very warm, and the stimulation of gambling money, the heartbeat accelerated and the heat leaked. Several gamblers were even shirtless, stepping on the chair and carrying a bottle in the other hand.

I won a handful, happy, and wanted to drink.

If you lose, you will be unhappy and curse and you will have to drink it.

In addition, most men smoked, and for a while, the house was filled with alcohol and smoke. The smell was extremely bad.

The door was kicked open suddenly. The loud noise made a group of gamblers immediately shocked. Time seemed to be frozen, and the casino that was still noisy just now was as quiet as a vegetable market, and the sound of gasping could be heard.

When the gamblers came to their senses, they saw that there were suddenly two more people in the room, two men holding guns.

"Damn, police."

I don’t know who shouted, and walked around in a freeze.

The screams filled my ears, and the sound of the bottle shattering became less harsh.

"No one is allowed to yell, they all squat down." The eagle man was tall and big, and roared with a strong voice, quite imposing.

These gamblers are all old people. What is an old man? I have never been arrested twice by the police. Can they be called an old man?

I was so familiar with the police's routine of scribing the venue. They all hugged their ears honestly and squatted on the ground consciously along the base of the wall. They were neatly arranged, and twenty or thirty people squatted in a row, and the scene was very spectacular.

It is also very pleasing to the eye. Why? There are also a few female gamblers. They are not old and have a good temperament. They look either chicken or San'er in their dress. They squat on the ground, and their big buttocks are even more prominent. In the cold weather, they are wearing denim skirts and thin black stockings.

As soon as he squatted, his butt was half-pulled and exposed. A big red and purple strip of fine cloth was revealed.

Tzu, do women nowadays like to wear thongs so much? It’s better not to wear such a style. A narrow strip of cloth is sandwiched between two tender pieces all day long. Is it not painful to rub or not?

If I were a woman... Damn, I wouldn't be a woman either. If I think about it, I felt a chill, my hair stood up and my head was swaying straight.

The Russian was talking to the God of Wealth in another room. The boy named Su Tian generated an additional income of more than one million, which was his income for the first year, but he was the God of Wealth.

As for the legendary Sumei, he can't get involved. However, when the money is delivered, it's okay to touch it.

Hehe! Hehe!

I felt happy when I thought about it. I even thought that after I got more than one million, I would probably throw a thousand thousand yuan to my younger brother below, so as not to talk nonsense. The boss knew that he was beating Qiu Feng privately, which was amazing.

I was feeling beautiful in my heart, and suddenly there was a loud noise, almost falling off the chair in shock. Then I heard a broken gong-like voice shouting: "Maozi, come out to pick up customers."

It's a paralyzed, and this is a search for trouble. The Russians have been in this area for seventy or eighty years. Although they have not made a name, they have become familiar with each other and know many big names. Who dares to make a fuss?

Suddenly, he was furious and confiscated the guy, led the three or two younger brothers out of another room with great momentum.

When he saw two gun-holding goods, he was so scared that his legs became weak. The guy in his hand suddenly fell to the ground with a clang. The little brother behind him was clever and pulled the guy into the dark place with his feet.

"Ye, the two elder brothers are really rare guests." The Russian turned his face and smiled flatteringly, took out a good cigarette from his pocket that he couldn't bear to smoke, and walked towards Xiaofeng and the others while smoking two.

Xiaofeng blocked his hand and said coldly: "I won't suck."

"You're welcome, hehe, you're so kind. This brother has one."

"Who is polite to you? Tell me, what's going on?" The eagle knocked the smoke off directly, and the tiger's eyes made the Russian furious.

"Ahem... play. It's okay to play." The Russian smirked.

"Play?" Xiaofeng slowly walked to the gambling table, grabbed a handful of money, and said sarcastically: "I really didn't see that everyone was rich. They played with money when they were fine. They played well, and they were elegant. Compared to you, I was just a vulgar person."

"Brother is really good at joking. He is a cultural person at first glance, and cultural people have a sense of humor."

"I'm not a cultural person, I'm a rough person." Xiaofeng pushed away the slutty face that came to him.

This kind of action was purely a slap in the face. The Russians were ashamed and angry, and their faces changed, but they never dared to get angry. They came over again and said with a flattering smile: "Two brothers, are you noble? I'm not talented, so Vice Captain Xiao of the Public Security Brigade can also speak in front of you. Why not find a place to sit down and drink tea, have some midnight snacks, and talk slowly."

"Second, the security brigade has something to do with me. I am here to rob today." Xiaofeng said lightly. It seemed that he was not talking about robbery at all, but about small things like shopping in the market.

"Damn, I'm scared to death." The gamblers sighed. As long as they were not policemen, it would be a big deal for them. As for robbers, they now hope that the robbers would sweep the money on the table. At that time, regardless of winning or losing, just report the number and the dealer will compensate.

Don’t pay for it? Do you still want your reputation? Do you still want to start the show in the future and do you still want to be on the road?

If Xiaofeng and Eagle hadn't been holding guns in their hands, they would have been gambling as if no one else had.

The Russian's eyes fell to the ground and finally found it back. Suddenly, he was furious and spitting everywhere, "Male Gobi, where are you doing? Don't ask who I am. I dare to run into my place to play a bad job. I'm so tired of working."

Bang!

Xiaofeng slapped the gun in his hand on the table. He looked at the Maozi with murderous intent, without saying anything, just watching. An invisible pressure spread in the air.

The Russian said intimidatingly, it seemed that hard would not work. Could it be that he had to lose face and money today? He was not so awesome that he used his body to hit the gun. But looking at the money on the table, he felt very heartbroken. He clung his courage to fist and said, "This brother, I am not a person who is not good at the Tao. If my brother is short of money, he will say so, why bother to use a sword and a gun? 30,000 to 80,000 yuan, I can still take it out. Just think of it as my fate to meet the two elder brothers. What do you think?"

Xiaofeng looked at the table and found that he had about 200,000 or 300,000 yuan. Not much, not less. He snatched this kind of money, and he was really excited. He thought about it and wanted to get some useful information from this guy. Besides, he didn't want to turn himself into a product like Chen Chunfei.

As his fingers kept pounding on the table, the Russians' heart was almost in his throat.

Seeing that he was so nervous, Xiaofeng was secretly amused, pretending to be deep on his face, and said word by word: "Money...I don't want it. I want people."

"people?"

"I heard that you tied up someone. Your name is Su Tian?"

"Ah---" The Maozi exclaimed, and finally understood where these two people came from. It turned out that they had redeemed the people. No, I didn't see them getting the money? They were robbing people.

It's awful. If the person is stolen, how can I explain to the boss like this? And the woman the boss wants...

The Russian answered that it was not the answer, nor did he say that he was in a dilemma and subconsciously glanced at the room next door.

Xiaofeng caught the look of the Russian, pushed him away, and walked towards the next room.

"Oh...you can't." The Russians quickly caught up.

When he opened the door and saw Xiaofeng wanted to turn around and leave. It was so lively outside, what was Su Tian doing? He was just staring at the island art films on the TV with relish. Yes, um, ah, and ah whisper filled the entire room.

Seeing someone coming in, the guy ignored him, glanced at him and then turned to watch the naked man and woman on TV.

Judging from his appearance, he looks a bit similar to Su Qing. Xiaofeng is sure that this is Su Tian.***. How could such a beautiful and elegant Su Qing have such a despicable younger brother?

Tzu Ao, it’s probably not a fellow-mistress! Xiaofeng couldn’t help but become evil. He slandered his future mother-in-law a little.

"You are Su Tian?" Xiaofeng asked.

The guy ignored it and continued to drink and eat chicken feet, looking at the men and women with bare butts.

Xiaofeng was angry and grabbed the chair and smashed it towards the TV.

Bang---

Ah--Su Tian exclaimed, jumping up like a grasshopper, with chicken feet in his mouth, looking at Xiaofeng with expressionless expression in panic.

"You are paralyzed, don't be shameless." The Russian was completely angry, and evil was born from the side of his courage. He picked up the bottle and smashed it on the back of Xiaofeng's head.

The attack came from behind and was close to each other. The Russian showed a hideous smile on his face. There were only two people who knocked this guy out, snatched the gun, and then dealt with the one outside. Guns were against the gun, who was afraid of whom?

Dreams are always beautiful. Children with dreams are good children. Unfortunately, the beautiful dream of the Russians was broken before they could be done for a few seconds.

A pitch-black gun barrel pointed at his forehead.

Oh my god, the speed is so fast that the Russians didn't even see how Xiaofeng turned around. The cold gun was already pressing on his forehead.

"...Brother, I'm just kidding you, I'm taking it seriously." The two eyes of the Russian stared at the barrel, and the bottle in his hand was still knocking down.

He dared not move at all.

The fine sweat beads on the face slowly slid down at a speed visible to the naked eye. Drop by drop, slowly gathered into a small stream.

"Are you very hot?" Xiaofeng said playfully.

“Yes…it’s hot.”

"Then I'll help you cool down." Xiaofeng heard the sound of egg shattering with his feet.

The Russian howled miserably, and the wine bottle fell to the ground with a "slap". He covered his crotch with his hands tightly, and fell to the ground with a "thump". He rolled his eyes, his teeth trembled, and his face looked like a woman with dysmenorrhea, which was pale.

Xiaofeng shook his eyes and shivered, and the hidden guys fell to the ground one after another. Then he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

Very conscious, Xiaofeng is very satisfied.
Chapter completed!