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Chapter six hundred and ninety-eight, please have a hot pot meal

Everyone stared at Chen Jiajun very unexpectedly and killed Chen Jiajun who was so crazy about Qiu Xiaochi. Now he is still holding Haitang in one hand.

Haitang asked directly, "Brother Jun, the inspection here is so strict. How did you bring the gun in?"

Chen Jiajun smiled slightly, and then whispered toward the hatred laughing madman who was already lying on the ground and dying with his eyes closed. "What's so strange about this? Didn't he bring the gun in too?"

Isn’t this a normal thing to kill Qiu Xiaochi? This was originally calculated by Chen Jiajun.

Just now, Gao Jin actually agreed that Qiu Xiaochi digged his eyes, then cut his hands, and put him a code. Isn't this another joke?

If Qiu Xiaochi really did this and he still had a large amount of funds, what would happen would be guaranteed that killers from all over the world would target Gao Jin and Chen Jiajun, including their families.

From then on, these two people will never have peace.

Now, killing people directly is the best choice for Chen Jiajun. It has always been the best enemy.

Chen Jiajun started to greet him again, "I've collected the money, I've collected it, by the way, Qiu Xiaochi is dead, Haitang, you are the boss of the Donghu Gang, eat up all his territory immediately!"

Chen Jiajun secretly said in Haitang's ear, "This guy Qiu Xiaochi started a bet on this bet game and received a lot of bets."

"Most of the bets are to win high prices, and I should have few bets, so take the time to eat them all, and you will definitely make a big profit, and the power of the Donghu Gang can also expand even more!"

Haitang had big watery eyes staring at Chen Jiajun with affectionate eyes for a while, "Brother Jun, you are indeed the man given to me by God!"

Seeing Haitang who was left with a few people to help Chen Jiajun collect money and then gathered people to leave with decisiveness, Chen Jiajun also laughed. This woman was indeed very powerful and very in line with Chen Jiajun's taste.

Although this is Qiu Xiaochi's territory, the person who organized this competition is not Qiu Xiaochi's people.

These people were also very helpless because the bet this time was huge. For safety reasons, they were already making repeated attempts and no one was allowed to bring a gun in. As a result, two people successfully caught the pistol.

They could understand Qiu Xiaochi's pistol, because Qiu Xiaochi's pistol was obviously ivory. After the gun was brought in, it would not be too difficult to find a way to get two bullets in. After all, this is Qiu Xiaochi's own territory.

But Chen Jiajun was a bit too much. Such a shiny golden revolver was caught in so boldly.

But they are not going to pursue the matter now. Anyway, Qiu Xiaochi has brought the gun in, so that's what it means to have one more.

And if Chen Jiajun hadn't been there, maybe there would be even bigger trouble this time. If Gao Jin was shot by Qiu Xiaochi, then this joke would be a big deal.

So this time everyone turned a blind eye and it was done.

In the bet on the table, Chen Jiajun won, and Gao Jin won the bet between the two.

Unfortunately, this time it was not a Gambler God Competition, otherwise Chen Jiajun would have been able to win the title of Gambler God.

Gao Jin walked towards Chen Jiajun directly, "Brother Jun, your gambling skills are really good. Today you are really killing all sides."

Chen Jiajun shrugged, "There's no way, I can only make some money. I can't compare with my follower. I won 1.6 billion US dollars in one round. Is the God of Gambling still the God of Gambling?"

Chen Jiajun didn't want to communicate more with Gao Jin, but instead hugged the old man Chen Jincheng, the shoulder, "Old Chen, it's so late, I'll invite you to have a midnight snack, don't be sad, as the saying goes, the old ones don't come, the new ones don't come, money is used to spend it, right?"

"Besides, judging from the information I got from here, Lao Chen, your bet book was prepared by Qiu Xiaochi for you this time, and the loss was his money. Why do you feel uncomfortable?"

Chen Jincheng rolled his eyes and broke away from Chen Jiajun's hand holding his shoulder, "Chen Jiajun, I'm not that familiar with you, and I won't go for midnight snacks anymore. I'm old and I'm going to go back to rest."

"Don't worry, I will leave here early tomorrow morning and will not appear before you again."

Chen Jiajun once again hugged Chen Jincheng's shoulder, "Let's go, why are you polite to me, Lao Chen? You have lost to me for hundreds of millions today. I still have no problem asking for a hot pot worth hundreds of dollars!"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Chen Jincheng couldn't eat any hot pot and midnight snacks anymore.

Chen Jiajun seemed to have not heard Chen Jincheng's words or seen his expression, "Let's go, I'll take a hot pot with me and I won't lose you."

Chen Jiajun suddenly lowered his voice, "Qiu Xiaochi cut off one of your hands, it can be regarded as I've helped you avenge you. I'll help me with something in the past few years. I'll give you 30 million US dollars to ensure that you can live a comfortable life in the rest of your life."

"Let's go quickly, this guy Gao Jin will come to me later. If he cries, I really don't know how to face him."

"He lost 300 million today, and it's almost all other people's money. I want to see how he explains to these people who support him."

The money on the gambling table was packed by Haitang's men, and then carried it into the car one by one, and Chen Jiajun directly placed them in the safest place.

Just like dreaming, Chen Jiajun won more than 700 million US dollars this time, and he didn't know how to spend this money.

Without letting anyone follow, Chen Jiajun drove the car alone, carrying a huge amount of money, and also took Chen Jincheng, the old man, and left directly.

After having a very ordinary late-night snack, Chen Jiajun directly took Chen Jincheng to the airport and asked him to fly back to Hong Kong overnight. Then Chen Jiajun drove the car back leisurely.

I just returned to Haitang's villa, and it was brightly lit inside, and everyone was not sleepy at all. Seeing Chen Jiajun coming back, Xiao Qianqian and Hao Jingzhong also immediately surrounded him.

Xiao Qianqian walked over and rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Brother Jun..."

Before he could speak, Chen Jiajun directly blocked his mouth, "If you want to borrow money, don't open your mouth. I, Chen Jiajun, are a rooster and never borrow money from others."

Hao Jingzhong also touched his head, "Brother Jun, I have never seen these billions of dollars piled up together. It is definitely unsafe to put him in the car. Take it in and put it in the safe. I will help you move it!"
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