Brother Ninth didn't hear the three words he wanted to hear, and became furious. His right hand... trembled tentatively a few times at a height of three to four centimeters on the table, and finally...

Snap!

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

Don't worry, Jiu Ge took the photo with his left hand.

The extremely layered progression showed his extreme dissatisfaction with Gui Wangda's answer.

In a word, Ninth Brother is very angry, and the consequences will be serious.

Are you tired of living if you dare to struggle with his money?

I feel so wronged!

Ghost King Da had a grimace on his face, a quarter of his mouth was open and he never closed it, and he swung his feet back under the table, almost sending his injured forehead to Brother Ninth who could slap someone to death with his hand.

That’s a difference of 0.1 centimeter.

I originally thought it was outrageous and intolerable for him to use his fame to drum up business, but now...

Match-fixing?

Ninth Brother, do you want to listen to what he is talking about?

Doesn't asking him to engage in match-fixing mean that Brother Jiu is cheating in his own casino?

It is more self-destructive than self-destructive future!

"Nine, nine, brother nine, there is no need to discuss this matter."

This time Gui Wangda's attitude was very firm, even when he called Jiu Ge, he trembled.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I stutter, it’s that I’m afraid.

I don’t know the explanation, Ghost King Da has a vague feeling that he has to agree to this matter, or he doesn’t agree...

Snap!

"Hey, Siba Street, I am not discussing with you now, I am informing you and letting you know. In the game next month, you play according to my requirements, and I will be responsible for placing the big bet. After winning the money, nine

One score."

While this palm was full of momentum, Brother Jiu secretly noticed that the palm of his left hand was getting a little warm. Another palm, no, half a palm, and his left hand would become the same as his right hand.

Just know that when he is angry, you can't put a table next to him.

He spoke in a very serious tone and at a normal speed. He clearly looked inviolable, but there was also some worry in his words.

Gui Wangda now understood most of it. Ninth Brother said so, which means that someone is secretly operating his game next month. The person behind this is most likely Director Chen of the Elite Center.

I knew there was a reason why Director Chen had been so kind to him during this period. He also gave him a renovated big house and freed up a prime location in the Elite Center. It turned out...

Brother Ninth, don’t you recognize Director Chen for his kind words?

How can he, who can't even remember his younger brother's name, come up with such a way to make money?

Ghost King Da scratched his head unconsciously and stopped thinking about it. Ninth Brother had already spoken, and the matter was a foregone conclusion. He still had something to think about.

The only thing he can fight for now is the score ratio. He is obviously the one who has done the most, so there is no reason for him to get 10%.

Very unreasonable.

When the person in front of him was not the calculating Director Chen, but the latter's puppet, he pretended to be calm and smiled peacefully.

"Brother Ninth, since you, no, you have made arrangements, I won't say more. I just have two questions."

Originally there was only one, but Ghost King Da suddenly thought of something, and there was one more question.

Director Chen specifically said on the phone: Gui Wangda is not stupid, he only needs to put a little pressure on him and he will be able to figure it out.

Sure enough!

"You ask, I'm warning you, don't ask questions I don't know, I don't know the answers."

After Brother Nine said this, he immediately regretted it. This was not a self-inflicted mistake, it was a sign that there was someone behind him.

He immediately coughed, rubbed his nose with his left hand that was slowly recovering, and added a sentence before his mind could turn around.

"What I mean is that I didn't sleep all night last night and my brain is not working very well. You should try not to talk nonsense."

That’s right!

Ninth Brother lowered his head slightly and said hey twice. He felt deeply that he was a smart boy, and all such flawless reasons came to his mind.

The corners of Gui Wangda's mouth raised, and he immediately smiled, his eyebrows raised, and he whispered in his heart: He didn't even say anything, Brother Ninth was trying to hide it.

Originally, he had seen through everything and had no intention of tearing up this layer of window paper. Ninth Brother wanted to be the emperor in new clothes, so let him.

If he doesn't act like that naive little guy, a lot of people in his casino will.

"I understand, Brother Ninth, I want to ask if everything here has been taken care of? I may lose my life if I find out about match-fixing, just like you do to gamblers who cheat thousands of dollars, either my hands will be cut off or my legs will be broken.

....."

Ghost King Da's unintentional words foretold his outcome in the next twenty years.

It's just that right now, he doesn't realize it at all.

He has already become a chess piece on the chessboard, and has no time to worry about whether his chess piece can safely exit the game.

In fact, it was in vain for him to ask this question. No matter how Ninth Brother answered, the real result would be when he meets Zhen Xiao in the competition one month later.

This is also the reason why he didn’t want to ask this at the beginning.

But he just wanted to ask, and it seemed that as long as Ninth Brother patted his chest and made a guarantee, the tension and confrontation in his heart would be reduced.

Regarding match-fixing, which is a very dangerous matter, he can easily accept it.

The picture is a psychological comfort.

Uh...

They all told him to pay attention and ask questions, but the first thing he said was something he had never heard of before. Wouldn't this cost someone's life?

Brother Jiu held his forehead and pretended to think. The moment he didn't know how to answer, what Director Chen said on the phone suddenly came to his mind.

No matter what kind of problem Ghost King Da has, he will always say yes.

Got it!

Go directly to the standard answer.

"Yes."

Putting down his hand very naturally, Ninth Brother raised his head slightly, smiled faintly, and straightened his chest, as if he saw a large pile of money floating from the direction of Ghost King. His eyes lit up, and when he spoke, he was full of confidence.

Money can make the world go round.

Ah, you said this guy is a ghost. He is obviously a human being and a good citizen of Xiangjiang. He helps the old lady cross the road every week and volunteers at charity organizations every weekend...

Answered so quickly?

Did Director Chen give the explanation a long time ago?

Anyway, this question is a false proposition and there is no correct answer at all. Gui Wangda is just asking too much. Anyway, Director Chen is doing the specific things. Even if the latter is not a good person, he is still good at doing things, especially when it comes to money.

It can be trusted.

Besides, that's not what he's worried about.

Wrong. What he means is that the thing he cares about now is how much money he can get after it is successfully completed.

Gui Wangda had already decided in the process of slowly accepting match-fixing. Regardless of success or failure this time, he decided to bid farewell to the competition and promote ancient Chinese boxing wholeheartedly.

Of course, he hopes very much to get through it safely without any danger, but what if...

For this extremely small possibility, he had to end his career early. Even with his current age and physical fitness, he can still play for at least seven or eight years...

In seven or eight years, with his current reputation and strength, he can win many championships and earn more money than he can spend in his lifetime...

But...

One misstep will lead to eternal hatred!

"Okay, Ninth Brother, if you put it this way, I'll feel relieved. As for dividing the money..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ninth Brother spoke to him, smiling as if he needed to be beaten.

"Money matters are easy to discuss. Nine-one points, I'll give you one-point. If you think it's too much, I'll give you nine-point-five and you'll get zero-point-five. I've long known that the Ghost King has a high moral integrity and regards money as dirt..."

.."

Brother Ninth's mouth became even more crooked. Thinking that he would retire honorably in a month, living on the interest in the bank, living a life where he could reach out for clothes and open his mouth for food, he was really not used to it.

He is not even twenty-six years old!

"No, Brother Ninth, listen to me, I don't mean this, I mean, I should give you more money, something..."

Having said that, Ghost King Da stopped speaking in time. The facial features on his face seemed to have received some important hint, and all his attention was focused on Ninth Brother.

It's best if what he said first was a joke, otherwise Ninth Brother will use his philosophical talent to conquer him.
To be continued...