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952 rounds!

As soon as Xiaozhu and the gambler started arguing, the boss ran over when he heard the sound.

"Is it good to not play? Why are there still a quarrel?" The boss grinned his teeth and persuaded him.

"Mom, I lost two bucks. I think you can't afford to lose, fuck!" After the gambler cursed, he picked up the cigarette box and ignited one.

"Damn it, who are you scolding?!" Xiaozhu suddenly broke out and picked up the bench and was about to smash it.

"Hey, hey, hey, Zhuzi!" The boss quickly took a step, reached out and grabbed Xiaozhu's arm, and opened his mouth and said, "What are you doing, Zhuzi? Do you still let me do business?!"

"At up, it's not your business!" Xiaozhu was angry.

"What does it mean to be fine?! This is my shop!" The boss did feel a little sluggish at this moment, because when the gambler scolded Xiaozhu, he didn't say a word, but when Xiaozhu picked up the chair and wanted to beat him, he and two waiters grabbed Xiaozhu tightly.

But in this matter, you can't say that the boss has a problem with his character, because the boss is very clear at this moment that Xiaozhu gets angry because he is fucking anxious and his emotions are a little uncontrollable. Therefore, in the boss's opinion, Xiaozhu is indeed a little unable to afford to lose. Moreover, in terms of the quality of the gambling stick, gamblers who have business and money channels are obviously better than Xiaozhu who is currently doing nothing.

"Damn it, look at your b-like appearance? What can you do if you raise a stool? You want to kill me?!" The gambler pointed at Xiaozhu and scolded: "...What the hell are you? Sitting on this table to play mahjong?! Isn't it fucking to lose 100,000 or 80,000 yuan?!"

"You are the one who is b-raising..." Xiao Zhuling was trembling with anger, holding the bench and slamming it on the table with a bang, and the mahjong plaques were splashing everywhere.

"Xiaozhu, are you not finished?" The boss pushed Xiaozhu again.

"Your mother has a b, it's me, it's him, it's him?" Xiaozhu stared at her eyes and cursed without saying a word: "JB is spending money on you, you can help him, right?! Why? He plays cards with others and gives you money?"

"What did you say?" The boss suddenly became humble when he heard this.

"You don't understand what the hell I said?"

"Xiaozhu! Just have fun playing. If you don't play, just get away. My fucking big store is really not worth your money!" The boss was completely anxious after hearing Xiaozhu say that there were people in his store.

"Get out?!" Xiaozhu walked around in anger, then suddenly grabbed an empty wine bottle, placed his left hand on the table, and waved the wine bottle directly with his right hand!

"Bang!"

"Crash!"

With a crisp sound, the wine bottle exploded on Xiaozhu's hand, and two or three shocking holes were made on the back of his hand on the spot!

The boss frowned and stunned.

"Fuck your mother, can you see if I can walk like this?" Xiaozhu held the wine bottle completely shamelessly and said to the boss with a squinted eyes.

"Oh, fuck you, after working in the store for so many years, I'll obey you, it's really Xiaozhu!" The boss gritted his teeth, turned around and walked into the bar, took out ten thousand yuan from it in a few seconds, and threw it directly on Xiaozhu's table.

"...Where are you the beggar?!" Xiaozhu said with his neck tugging.

"Aren't you begging for food?! Fuck your mom, do you want it?" the boss pointed at the money and asked loudly.

"Okay!" Wen Nuo took it with pleasure.

"Ding Dong!"
Chapter completed!
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