Hussein left in disgrace. Abao and the other boys followed behind, turning back three times. There was still a gambling game to watch.

Hong Guang clapped his hands and waved his hand. He was already sitting in front of the gambling table. The seat on the other side was empty and shaky, waiting for its owner.

That’s Zhou Xiaoxing.

He really doesn't know how to gamble. He can only play mahjong, Landlords, dice, Pai Gow, etc. He doesn't understand.

Dao Zai whispered in his ear: "Calm down, gambling skills are very important in gambling, but according to my many years of experience, mentality is even more important."

That's good. How about you come on?

Hong Guang wants you, not me.

He is really his good cousin.

Zhou Xiaoxing was thinking of a solution while walking, and looked at Xingzai, who was still awake. But why was the one-eyed guy next to him trying to take advantage of him?

As soon as this idea came to him, Dao Zai pressed his hand and explained in a low voice: "The one-eyed man abandoned the darkness and turned to the light to heal Xing Zai."

Healing? Healing! Xingzai was so seriously injured. When he used a mirror to deal with Dajun, why didn't he see any problem with Dajun?

Hong Guang is too cruel.

He finally took the gamble, and this battle was inevitable.

Huang Bingyao, who was hiding in Hong Guang's younger brother's team, had sweaty palms. He could fight, but he was just like Zhou Xiaoxing when it came to gambling. Moreover, Hong Guang's attitude made him disinclined to gamble.

"Hahaha, it turns out that a hero is born in a boy. It's your honor to play cards with me."

"Hahaha."

Hong Guang pointed to a younger brother behind him and asked him to come over and hand out cards. This was not even written in novels. This younger brother was Huang Bingyao.

Is this considered an assist or an assist?

When Zhou Xiaoxing saw this familiar round face, he felt a little complicated. He had watched so many movies, and this was the first time he had encountered such a coincidence in his life.

Huang Bingyao is also a popular person in the mission hall. Small things like handing out cards are not a problem for him. He smiled slightly, showing his big yellow teeth, and politely and professionally showed the playing cards to the gamblers on both sides of the table. After there were no questions, he was ready to hand out the cards.

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"Master Hong, let me tell you first, I have no money, and I only want to gamble for one round."

"Okay, I have a lot of money. Today we are not gambling with money, but with lives. The outcome will be determined by one round. If I win, you will be my younger brother. If you are lucky, you can go."

Hong Guang's original idea was to kill Zhou Xiaoxing, but after the previous scene, he felt that this kid was interesting and planned to stay and use him.

Zhou Xiaoxing raised his eyebrows. This was a good idea, but he had an even better idea: "Master Hong, this bet is not in line with your status, and it's not fair to me either."

"Oh?"

"In this case, if you win, I will join you willingly. If I win, you will let Qimeng go." Zhou Xiaoxing also wanted to add Chen Song's life. Considering that the request was too much, Hong Guang would directly turn against him. He couldn't bear it.

Stayed.

Hong Guang glanced at Qimeng and thought to himself: As long as Chen Song is in my hands, Qimeng doesn't need it.

He nodded and gave Huang Bingyao a hand gesture.

In a few breaths, the gambling game has heated up.

Hong Guang has a pair of kings and a pair of aces, and his hole cards are uncertain.

Zhou Xiaoxing's straight is missing a 3, so his trump card is uncertain.

The card situation is very clear. Either Hong Guang's pair beat Zhou Xiaoxing's straight, or vice versa. The key is the trump card.

Hong Guang smiled: "It seems that you are all helping me, the younger generation, to learn something today."

"Hey, that's it." Zhou Xiaoxing pretended to sigh. His hole card was 3 of spades, and with the 4567 of spades on the card, it happened to be a pair of straights. It was a great help to him today.

It was his first time gambling, and his luck was so good, so he had to be more modest.

Hong Guang's trump card was A, which was a sure win. He raised his head and wanted to increase the bet: "What do you think, add a little more bet?"

This is what Zhou Xiaoxing was waiting for.

"No, Mr. Hong, you are so lucky, there is no point in bullying me." Zhou Xiaoxing looked so unwilling that he even believed it himself.

"I don't dare, forget it."

"Since Mr. Hong wants to play bigger, I, Zhou Xiaoxing, will risk my life to accompany you." Those who risk their lives to accompany you are usually gentlemen. Thinking of Xingzi's current situation, Zhou Xiaoxing can't say anything.

"If you have the guts, then add another gambling saint."

Hong Guang has never forgotten Zuo Songxing's hatred and will come back this time.

If you want to be a gambling saint, why don’t you want a gambling god?

"Okay, I want Qimeng's eldest brother Chen Sheng. Do you think it's okay, Mr. Hong?" If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

"Okay, I thought you wanted my life." Hong Guang touched the speaker and said meaningfully.

"Master Hong is really good at telling jokes, let's play the cards."

"Wow, Ace of Spades, Mr. Hong is still a treasure trove of swords." Zhou Xiaoxing clapped her hands, the sound was sparse and not appropriate at all.

"It's easy to talk about."

Zhou Xiaoxing slowly looked at the cards, his face changed drastically, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You, why isn't your trump card..."

"Isn't it the 7 of hearts?"

Hong Guang's pupils were about to pop out. He clearly "saw" that Zhou Xiaoxing's trump card was the 7 of hearts, and the answer turned into the 3 of spades. This was impossible.

He turned to look at Zuo Songxing in the corner, who was still unconscious. He turned his gaze to see Dao Zai sitting quietly not far away. The moment they looked at each other, Dao Zai showed a clueless smile.
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Then he scanned Huang Bingyao who was handing out cards. It was him. He had never seen this person before. He tremblingly picked up the crutches on the side of the wheelchair, pointed at Huang Bingyao, and shouted rudely: "You are the sideman?"

It was you who went out of your way to harm me."

"Master Hong, be careful what you say. I just wanted to see everyone gambling. It was you who pointed at me and asked me to hand out cards."

"You can refuse." Hong Guang was so angry that his IQ dropped a bit.

"Master Hong, you have so many guns. No matter how stupid I am, I don't dare to confront you head-on. Besides, I always like to help others. Since you have spoken out, Master Hong, and I have nothing to do, I will help you."

"But if you wrongly accuse me of paying a thousand dollars, then I am very wronged." Huang Bingyao added, and then hung up the ID card from inside his coat.

No matter how wrong you are, you will no longer be on the right track.

He is a dignified police officer, the Royal Hong Kong Police, and a public servant. This pot is too big, and he won’t bear anything he says.

"You, you want something."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Hong. I am used to helping others. Mr. Hong, you don't need to tip me."

"You..." Mr. Hong was furious. He waved his hand and the younger brother presented him with a small stack of Hong Kong dollars.

Zhou Xiaoxing took a sharp look and saw that Mr. Hong was very generous in his dealings. It didn't look too generous, and each one was for a large amount. It was estimated that it was a small amount of one hundred thousand. Huang Sir made a profit now.

Sir Huang’s mind is not bad, but what’s his point of beating him to death?

Don’t understand?

"Master Hong, I think you keep your word. Qimeng, come here. I hope I can see Chen Sheng before tonight."

Mr. Hong slammed the table and switched his fingers back and forth between Zhou Xiaoxing and Huang Bingyao. He was very angry, but this was the truth, so he left angrily.
Chapter completed!