"Gao Jin, that bastard, Chen Sheng, you must help me. I know a secret. After Gao Jin was injured, his head has lost his memory. You must seize the opportunity."
When Gao Yi saw Brother Nan's expression, fear suddenly arose in his heart, so he quickly asked for mercy.
"Listen to what he has to say."
Chen Jincheng, who was sitting on a chair smoking a cigar, suddenly spoke and looked at Gao Yi.
"I mean Gao Jin suffered a head injury and has lost his memory. Naturally, his gambling skills no longer exist."
Gao Yi seized the opportunity and did not let it go. In fact, at the police station today, he thought he was going to be finished. Who knew that Gao Jin would bail him out soon after.
At first, he was worried that Gao Jin would discover his little tricks, but Long Wu on the side told him that Gao Jin had lost his memory.
Gao Yi was very happy to learn about the news of Gao Jin's amnesia, because it meant what he had done. Gao Jin would not find out for a while. Of course, he was also worried that the other party was faking it. After all, Agou said it himself in the garage today.
Called out his name.
To be cautious, Gao Yi still came to Nan Ge's villa, hoping to continue cooperation and kill Gao Jin.
But Chen Jincheng on the side had a different idea.
"Anan, what are the odds of buying me and Gao Jin outside now?"
When Brother Nan heard Chen Jincheng's words, he instantly understood what he was thinking.
"Now people from all Southeast Asia are gathering in Macau, but no one is optimistic about you. If you win, you will lose three for one!"
When Chen Jincheng heard this, he felt a little uncomfortable at first, then he opened his brows and looked at Gao Yi with a smile on his face.
"Is there any way you can let me win against Gao Jin? Otherwise, I guess you won't be able to leave here alive."
"Yes, yes, Chen Sheng, I have a way."
Seeing the opportunity arise, Gao Yi quickly nodded and said he was OK.
The news about Gambling King VS Gambling God spread throughout Hong Kong Island in a very short period of time.
"If you buy the King of Gamblers, you pay three for one, and if you buy the God of Gamblers, you pay zero.3. Damn, even any fool knows that buying the King of Gamblers is a good deal."
In Wan Chai Police Station, there is no one else who can say this except former Flying Tigers little tiger Zhou Xingxing.
"Then have you ever thought about why there is such a small reward for winning if you buy God of Gamblers?"
Liu Baoqiang was bored. He was also the leader of the serious crime team. He always felt that there was something wrong with Zhou Xingxing's head. For example, for such an obvious thing this time, the other party only focused on looking at the odds.
"What's the point of talking about this? God of Gamblers, even if the odds are low, you will definitely win if you buy it. By the way, do any of you want to place a bet? Let's make some extra money together. If you want to buy, you have to do it early, otherwise you will worry about God of Gamblers.
The odds will continue to get lower.”
As a college student, He Shangsheng likes betting very much. Although he couldn't participate in this showdown between the God of Gamblers and the King of Gamblers, he had the idea of buying peripherals.
"Just buy it. I think it's a shame to waste the money you picked up for free."
Huang Yong had a smile on his face. With the rise of Liu Baoqiang, He Shangsheng and others, Huang Yong already felt a sense of crisis. He was worried that one day he would be eliminated by Zhang Pin.
In fact, he was a rogue police officer arranged by Luo Tuo to come to the police station to inform Dongxing and suppress other societies.
However, Luo Tuo suddenly died in a gang fight, and he immediately lost his contact. Thinking of the precarious days of the club, Huang Yong suddenly wanted to completely clear himself, so these days he has been following other team leaders in the police station to do well.
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"Yes, but the God of Gamblers is already a favorite. If we want to get involved, we have to do it early. I guess those stalls will adjust the odds of the God of Gamblers tomorrow. After all, depending on the situation, no one is optimistic about the God of Gamblers at all.
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"I have good news for you all. I am on vacation tomorrow and am planning to go to Macau. If any of you have any ideas, you can come and tell me and I will help you place your bets."
Huang Yong had a smile on his face. As soon as he said these words, people in the police station were really moved.
But they are not group leaders, but ordinary police officers.
Hong Kong Island is so close to Macau, and it is convenient to travel between the two places. It is normal for ordinary citizens and even public officials on Hong Kong Island to play cards and other things in their leisure time. Even Hong Kong Island itself has horse racing, so everyone has early knowledge of gambling culture.
Already accustomed to it.
The reason why Huang Yong chose to bet in Macau is naturally because there is a formal license there. If they buy from there, neither the Police Complaints Bureau nor the Independent Commission Against Corruption can use this reason to investigate them.
"Brother Yong, help me buy a thousand yuan. The three hundred yuan earned will be enough for me to have breakfast for a month."
One of Huang Yong's men on the side was the first to speak. He didn't really care about the thousand yuan, he just wanted to compliment his boss's bad feet.
"Brother Yong, I bought two thousand, but was it really for nothing? If I lose, my girlfriend and I will lose the money to open a house."
With the leader in charge, another young police officer stepped forward to place a bet.
"Damn it, you can rent any room or waste your money on whatever you want. Let me tell you, you can just go to the park, woods, bathroom, or subway station to find a place to solve the problem."
Huang Yong was still joking while collecting money to register.
"Ah, Brother Yong, you can do it in the subway station too."
A young person is a young person, and when he hears something he doesn’t understand, he quickly asks questions.
"The bathroom in the subway station is stupid, isn't it?"
When Song Zijie saw Huang Yong doing this directly in the police station, he frowned and was about to step forward to stop it, but after thinking about it, he didn't do so.
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"Hahaha, stop, I thought the God of Gamblers was very calm and flawless. Now it seems that young people will be young people after all."
Chen Jincheng was smoking a cigar and seemed to have discovered something on the videotape.
"I watched him play five hundred decks of cards, and I discovered that he had a very bad habit. Every time he stole a chicken, he always subconsciously touched his ring."
"Although we know Gao Jin's habit of stealing chickens, this doesn't completely guarantee us winning."
Brother Nan on the side was still a little worried.
"Mr. Chen, Brother Nan, I'm ready. Come and take a look."
At this time, Gao Yi, with a bruised nose and swollen face, stood up again.
"No scratches, no shadows, no passwords, nothing at all. How can I do this?"
As Chen Jincheng's partner, Brother Nan himself is considered a master of thousands of arts, but he checked Gao Jin's cards and found nothing.
"Take a look with my liquid crystal imaging glasses. This is a special chemical solution. You need to wear these glasses to see it. It's high-tech in the United States. A pair of glasses costs 10,000 US dollars."
When Gao Yi said this, a look of pride appeared on his face.
"That still doesn't work. For such a large-scale gambling game, someone will definitely check the license before it starts. Your liquid crystal display glasses are not exclusive. How could others not discover it?"