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At 11:30 p.m., when meal time is approaching, every household begins to prepare lunch. Salary workers who do not bring food have to call to order food, or open the mobile app to choose takeout.

The abandoned warehouse hidden behind a tea restaurant on Changle Avenue is bustling with people.

There were shouts of applause, curses, palm stroking and laughter. Except for the younger brother who poured tea, handed cigarettes and smoked water, everyone present was in a state of high excitement and was completely tireless.

This is the only gambling stall under Zhong Wen's name, and it is also the most hidden and most profitable place among all Zhong Wen's "businesses".

From the outside, this abandoned warehouse looks shabby and unremarkable, but there is something special inside.

Leather sofa back chairs, Texas Hold'em roulette table. Classic American imported leather, unique Baroque-style vaults, slender curved columns, etc. everywhere highlight the formal professional luxury here.

From sitting on the bank to pumping water, as well as the girls and curling in the small room next door, as long as you spend money, you can enjoy the pleasure brought by most sensory stimulations here.

At the same time, this gambling stall is also the only one in Zhong Wen that has not announced its closure to avoid the limelight.

The biggest fear of those who open gambling stalls is to be caught and swept away. Once the popularity disappears, it will be difficult to get back together. Gamblers are afraid that their gambling funds will be paid off, so naturally they are not willing to play in venues that have been swept away. They think it is easier to bring bad luck.

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In the same way, a gambling stall that is open every day suddenly closes. While everyone is wondering what happened, they will soon choose to change places to continue gambling! After all, gamblers go out to make a fortune.

He can't stop his career of getting rich just because one of your gambling stalls closes down.

Gamblers rarely change places to gamble unless they have too many ideas and lose too many in the same place or complain about Feng Shui.

Firstly, it is easy to feel uncomfortable when you are in a new place, and secondly, you are afraid of being slaughtered in a strange environment.

But as long as they adapt to the new environment, they rarely change back to their old place. Therefore, as soon as they close their doors, they will inevitably lose a large number of customers. The losses are all real money, and Zhong Wen is really heartbroken.

The more important point is that it is impossible to open a gambling stall without good connections. This gambling stall was opened with the help of Cai Yilong's connections.

But Zhong Wen never showed up for this gambling stall from beginning to end, but it was left to his old brother Wei Lin who was running on the road to take care of it. Except for Cai Yilong, Wei Lin and a few of his confidants, few people knew about it.

This gambling stall is actually Zhong Wen's property.

So Zhong Wen was relieved. Even if Ye Ji cleaned himself, he would never be able to get here.

"big big big!"

A bad gambler who was furious at the loss pushed his remaining chips forward and slapped the table and roared loudly.

A man with a small yellow hair that imitated the June 4th incident was elegantly pinned to his waist. After glancing at the rotten gambler, he glanced around the abandoned warehouse and walked back to the small cubicle that served as the staff lounge.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

As soon as Xiao Huangmao entered the door, he saw his eldest brother Wei Lin, making a final sprint at the dining table with a girl in a small leather skirt being pushed up to her waist.

He was quite sensible. After waiting at the door for two minutes, he watched the flushed girl wipe her body with paper as she walked out, and then walked into the cubicle.

His eldest brother's legs were resting lazily on the dining table where he had just fought, and he was leaning on the recliner, smoking a post-event cigarette with blurred eyes.

He saw his little brother leaning against the wall with a worried look on his face.

Wei Lin, who was feeling very refreshed, opened his mouth and asked: "Aqin, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel listless today? Are you a little tired and need to relax? Don't tell me, I just tried it.

That new little girl is really good. There is meat where there should be meat, and she is slender where there should be. She is very sexy! Otherwise, why don't you give me the shabu-shabu pot?"

Ignoring his eldest brother's words, Aqin replied in a somewhat disgraceful manner: "Brother, I just saw the message sent by my friend. Boss Zhong's strongholds were all raided by Ye Ji's people."

"Just sweep it! If you ask me, you shouldn't do this shitty thing of annihilating your descendants!"

Wei Lin replied without any care. While belittling pickpocket work, he also forgot what kind of business he was doing.

"Brother Wei, whether they sweep or not has nothing to do with us. What I'm afraid of is that we will also be implicated in this matter..."

"Fuck! Who knew that Zhong Wen holds the majority of our business? People outside think that I am a little big brother with a lot of background. Who would come to kick the steel plate without any trouble? Ye Ji's kid is back, but when will you see them?

Have you really taken the initiative to provoke those people with backgrounds? If Guo Hua just waved his hand and found some connections, wouldn't they immediately stop?"

Wei Lin bared his teeth and waved his hand proudly: "Besides, even if they really come here, what can they do? There are eight of us, six rings! If they dare to come, I will give it to them directly

It’s transcended!”

After saying that, he pulled out a fake June 4th from the drawer and slapped it on the table, feeling filled with pride.

Just when Wei Lin was boasting triumphantly, something unexpected happened.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A huge metal collision sounded from outside the door. Wei Lin immediately sat up, picked up the imitation June 4th on the table, and shouted to Xiao Huangmao: "Aqin, go and take a look!"

"yes!"

Aqin also held the imitation 64 pinned to his waist in his hand, opened the curtain with one hand and walked out.

The gamblers who were already highly nervous now became even more panicked and stopped shouting. They tightened their hands on the chips one by one, for fear that the changes in front of them would affect their own interests.

"Bang!"

There was another loud noise, and a big hammer master from a suburban construction site swung his big hammer and struck hard at the big iron door outside the abandoned warehouse, finally knocking the lock cylinder to the ground.

Aqin clutched the gun and walked quickly toward the door. The reason why he didn't raise the gun immediately was that he couldn't figure out whether it was the opponent or the security guard who disrupted the situation.

If you are a security guard, as long as you imitate the June 4th incident, they will shoot you to death, and you will die in vain! When you look back, the body will be cold, and someone will have to shoot someone who is resisting arrest with a gun.

The crime was clearly unworthy.

Looking at the sledgehammer master wearing a singlet, Ah Qin frowned and asked, "Brother, who is this guy? Is he in need of water or do you want some money?"

"Tap!"

Suddenly, a young man wearing a tight-fitting black t-shirt of the same style as the hook and a pair of exaggerated toad glasses jumped out from behind the sledgehammer master, holding a spray gun in his hand and raising the corner of his mouth while holding a cigarette, revealing a slightly revealing smile.
Chapter completed!