It was around nine o'clock in the evening.

The gambling game in TongL is in a lively manner. The gamblers are full of energy. On the two cards and nine tables and four mahjong tables, there are a total of 700,000 to 800,000 cash. Because this is the gambling game. The climax begins. Those who should have supper have already finished their meal and those who should have rest have rested, so dozens of people gathered in the house, looking very lively.

After getting off the bus at the designated location, Lao Hu came to the gambling game alone. Because he had become familiar with the game during this period, he could come in without anyone taking it.

"Oh, Lao Hu, are you here?" Han Dongsheng's brother Lao Xu has been taking care of the bureau these days, so he has already met Lao Hu.

"Yes." Lao Hu nodded with a smile on his face and nodded expressionlessly.

"You are still playing Paijiu?" Old Xu asked politely.

"I won't play today." Lao Hu waved his hand.

"Okay, it'll be fun." Old Xu didn't think much about it, and took out two boxes of Zhonghua from the drawer and placed it on the table: "Take it and I'll give you some tea later."

"Brother, are you convenient now?" Lao Hu suddenly asked.

"It's convenient, what's wrong?" Old Xu asked in confusion.

"Let's find a place to say a few words!" Lao Hu licked his lips.

After hearing the voice, Old Xu was stunned and asked with a smile: "What do you want to call me some money?"

"Let's find a quieter place to talk."

"Okay, then come in with me." Lao Xu thought he wanted to borrow money, so he stood up from the bar and led Lao Hu into the lounge in the inner room.

...

In the lounge, Xia Yong, who was wearing plaster on his legs and bandages on his body, was bragging to the two little girls at this moment.

"I tell you, as soon as the two B-raising men went upstairs, the others were scared. "Xia Yong put his injured leg on the table and said in a foggy way: "But I was not panicked at all. I picked up the vase with my left hand and threw it down. I kicked the table directly with my right foot, and rushed to the balcony with two steps!"

"Brother Yong, don't they say that your legs were beaten by Chi F's group?" the little girl asked weakly.

"Go to fuck me, who said that? My leg jumped out of the window and sprained. Can they hit me? In 1988, Dongsheng and I had a group fight with more than 200 people in the south of the city, and we were not injured at all...!" Xia Yong was anxious and was about to explain.

"Okay, okay, you can say something else." After Lao Xu walked in, he waved his hand at Xia Yong with an impatient expression.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yong looked at Lao Xu with confusion and asked.

"A buddy, come in and talk to me about something." Old Xu replied casually.

"Then you guys talk about it. I'm not a criminal investigation person. What should I do if you do that?" Xia Yong not only got disgusted with the guy, but even his guys sometimes want to strangle him to death.

"...You go out and stay for a while!" Old Xu discussed speechlessly.

"Why am I going out? Are you supporting me?" Xia Yong asked, patting his injured leg.

"Then how the hell did you come in?" Old Xu was a little anxious.

"...My brother sent it to me! But after sending my few B-raising people, I went to prostitution... Maybe I forgot... I've been sitting here for four or five hours." Xia Yong replied with a squinted look, and asked with a clear mind: "Hey, are you going to have something to do? Otherwise, I'll send it to me home?"

"I fucking want to send you a crematorium!" Old Xu cursed irritably, then waved his hand and said to the two girls: "You guys go out first!"

"Why."

"Okay, Brother Xu."

After the two girls nodded, they stepped out of the room. Old Xu greeted him: "Sit down."

After saying that, Lao Hu sat on the sofa, while Xia Yong was free and watched TV.

"...You tell me, what's the matter?" Lao Xu asked after lit a cigarette.

After pondering for a while, Old Hu asked directly: "I lost 160,000 or 70,000 during this period. Can you refund me a part of it?"

"Haha, fuck!" Xia Yong frowned and cursed: "You have finished fucking B and enjoying the pleasure. Is there any reason to give someone a refund?"

Lao Hu glanced at Xia Yong without saying a word. Lao Xu looked at Lao Hu again, pondered for a while and replied: "We are not a poker machine here. We will win the money when we get on the table, and we didn't go into our pockets, so there is no rebate here."

"The money I lost was the one that your boss won, and he didn't lose to others." Lao Hu responded expressionlessly.

Lao Xu looked at the other party for the second time, thought for a long time and asked, "How much did you lose?"

"It's 110,000 or 20,000!" Lao Hu replied.

"I'll give you a refund of 20,000 yuan, okay?" Old Xu said with great confidence.

"Are you fucking sick? Without this rule, what are you going to do if you quit?" Xia Yong frowned and stopped him.

"It's okay, I'll make the decision." Old Xu and Xia Yong had different eyes on people, so they waved their hands to signal the latter and told him not to interrupt.

Lao Hu lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and continued in a steady state: "Brother, I'm going to tell you that I came here to work here. I lost almost 200,000 here for a moment. I can't let the money I lost to other gamblers, but can I return the ones I lost to you... Without it, I can't go home. My dad's life must be saved!"

"What does it have to do with us if your father dies? Who made you play? You are willing to play, and you have to admit it if you lose!" Xia Yong said angrily.

"I don't want to admit it. Can you give me a refund?" Lao Hu asked gritted his teeth.

"I'll give you 30,000 yuan, the most." Old Xu actually made a very rare step.

"No, I have to give back to me all the losses!" Lao Hu was very tough.

"There is no such rule." Old Xu frowned and shook his head.

"You helped me break this rule, can you do it?" Lao Hu put his right hand in his pocket and added steadily: "If you don't give me the money, I'll die here today."

"What the hell are you bragging about?" Xia Yong sat up with a whine: "Who are you scaring?!"

"I didn't scare you." Old Hu pulled out a lead wire from his pocket, and said with a steady attitude: "I have * in my arms, I won't give me a refund... It will ring today!"

Old Xu frowned when he heard the voice.

"Fuck your mother, you're my son!" Xia Yong thought Lao Hu was scaring him, so he said in a hurry.

Lao Hu held the lead in his hand, and a heavy breathing sounded from his mouth and nose. He was not ready to give the two more chances to speak, so he gritted his teeth and pulled the lead down.

At this moment, Lao Hu knew very well that as soon as the lead was pulled down, the ** on his chest would not explode, but his left arm would immediately explode. However, he had already imagined this result in his mind countless times, so he was ready to accept this result.

"rustle!"

The lead wire rubbed against Lao Hu's clothes pocket, and it was about to pull it to the end.

"Kang!"
Chapter completed!