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Chapter 135: The Underground Casino

Hearing Xu Hao also wanted to go to Tang Rong, Zhang Shun thought for a while and shook his head, "It's not suitable. You should meet blood tonight. You'd better not come... This way, if you are interested, you can join the Raven Gang, and tell Lu Dexi and the others that I asked you to come. Although you don't have any experience in gang formation, you should also help you if you have seen more and listened more in the past. As long as you don't break the rules I set, I don't care what kind of person you were before. After joining, if someone provokes you, it's provoking the Raven Gang."

Xu Hao frowned: "I've shot you before."

"You can still fight in the future." Zhang Shun smiled: "As long as you have a good reason."

Xu Hao sighed: "Let me think about it. Many of you gang members have been slapped by me..."

"Understand, think carefully before making a decision. Whether you can be accepted depends on your own ability." Zhang Shun said, then walked out, but after taking a few steps, he turned back and said embarrassedly: "I forgot to ask the location of the casino and the name of Tang Rong's father. Do you know?"

Xu Hao shook his head. He just fell in love with Tang Rong's appearance and didn't care about anything else.

In desperation, Zhang Shun returned to Jiang Fang's dormitory again, scaring Jiang Fang again, and then he asked the answer he needed.

The old Santana is driving in Qingji City at night. At around 11 o'clock, there are few vehicles on the road. Occasionally, a few rays of breeze, several fallen leaves, and the street lights are dim. There are only a few flying insects gathered around, and they are still tirelessly hitting the lampshade. It is easy to get stuck in driving in such an environment. Fortunately, the distance is not far. After more than twenty minutes, Zhang Shun came to a remote street.

There are few cars on the street, and few people who come to gambling can drive because it is too easy to get the car in. After the bet is so red, everything can be used to mortgage it. This is the case with the car and the daughter.

Take out the remaining money from the demon card, which looks like tens of thousands of yuan. It is packed in a black plastic bag, and Zhang Shun walks towards the entrance of the underground casino.

The entrance was very hidden, just in an alley, which looked like the back door of a restaurant. Zhang Shun knocked on the door, and an observation hole was opened on the door. He showed the money in the plastic bag and said, "A friend introduced me, let's try my luck tonight."

In fact, these words are redundant. If you have money and only have one person, that’s enough. If you open a relatively large underground casino, there must be someone on the top, and the security measures are not as strict as you imagined.

The door opened, and a person with a deer-headed rat came out from inside. He looked left and right, and after confirming that Zhang Shun was alone, he led him into the casino.

When he opened the curtain, a thick smoke came to his face. Zhang Shun was shocked and thought he was attacked by a supernatural power. After smelling it, he realized that it was just the smell of cigarettes. The ventilation conditions in the underground casino were extremely poor. If you stay here for an hour, you would probably lose ten hours of your life.

The ground was full of garbage and cigarette butts, empty boxes containing instant noodles were everywhere, 90% of people in the room were smoking, 95% of people had their eyes red, and 99% of people didn't even raise their heads after Zhang Shun came in.

After finding a patrol tour, Zhang Shun smiled and handed over a cigarette and said, "Hello, I am Mr. Tang Fusheng and Mr. Tang. He introduced me to me. I heard that I will be here tonight, so why didn't I see him?"

The patrol glanced at Zhang Shun with his eyes slanted, then looked down at the pitiful black plastic in his hand, smiled disdainfully, and pointed at a small door in the corner of the house with his chin.

Zhang Shunxie walked towards the small door after a few minutes of coming in, his eyes were already bleeding and he felt a little painful.

When I opened the door, there was a very small room inside. Five people sat around a round table in the middle, namely a very beautiful woman, a gray-haired old man, a middle-aged man and two young men who looked no more than twenty-five years old.

The air inside is much better. An exhaust fan that has been soaked in brown is working, buzzing, and a large number of cigarettes are brought in by Zhang Shun. The beautiful woman glanced at Zhang Shun in disgust, without saying anything, and looked at the card in her hand again.

Several people are playing Texas Hold'em, but there are no experts, all customers. This is a way of gambling. If the loser leaves, there will be only one winner left. The casino draws a certain proportion of the "field fee" from the final winner.

The middle-aged man was Tang Rong's father Tang Fusheng. There were still some bargaining chips left in front of him, not much. Perhaps this is why Tang Fusheng's forehead was sweating.

The ones who won the most were old men and beautiful women. Most of the chips on the table were concentrated in their hands. The two young men lost worse than Tang Fusheng, but they were laughing and not caring. They should be the second generation ancestor who came to find excitement, which was very different from Tang Fusheng who came to "win money".

Women and the elderly are both typical poker faces, and they are not reflected in their emotions. They are obviously masters. None of the five people care about Zhang Shun's entry. As long as they can be kept quiet, they are allowed to visit here. However, the people who come here can't watch it for a few minutes and they will get itchy after watching it. The people who lose all are not in the mood to watch others bets.

Zhang Shun stood behind Tang Fusheng and watched him lose. After about ten minutes, Tang Fusheng threw the card in his hand, leaned his elbow on the Luni gambling table, face down, and hugged his head tightly with his hands.

Zhang Shunrao was interested in guessing Tang Fusheng’s thoughts at this time. His reputation was already broken and his daughter was gone. No one would lend him money. Is he worried about how to eat the next meal? Or is he thinking about how to participate in the next gambling game? I wonder if Tang Rong’s figure appeared in his mind?

Even the money to buy trump cards was not paid. In the new round, the trump cards were not given to Tang Fusheng. Tang Fusheng stood up in a daze and suddenly felt someone touching his shoulder.

Turning back, Tang Fusheng saw Zhang Shun's smiling face, and Zhang Shun pulled him to the corner: "Mr. Tang, how about buying you a message for 50,000 yuan?" He said that, and took out five bundles of banknotes from the plastic bag.

"What news?" Tang Fusheng said pretending to be careless. Unfortunately, he did not have the ability of that woman and the old man, and his expression had already betrayed his ideas. Fifty thousand means that he can see the trump card fifty times. He is poor and has a short ambition. His current interest is on the trump card.

"Where did you sell Tang Rong?" Zhang Shun shook the tickets in his hand and asked with a smile.

Tang Fusheng's body was shocked, and a hint of panic appeared in his eyes: "No... I didn't sell it. I found a good family for her, so I will not have to worry about food or clothing in the future..."
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