Three Immortals Returning to the Cave is a classic move in traditional sleight of hand. Since it is a sleight of hand, to put it bluntly, it is just a trick to play with hand speed.
With Du Weiguo's current level of vision, any trick that relies on hand speed, whether it's magic, gambling, or sleight of hand, is child's play in front of him.
His current basic agility attribute is 6 times that of ordinary people, and coupled with the increase in dynamic vision, he can slow down his speed to a level close to 30 times.
What is this concept? In his eyes, the flying speed of bullets is equivalent to the normal speed of a car. A high speed of 100 miles is almost the same as walking.
As for the speed limit for ordinary people, it can basically be regarded as standing still. The reason why you can't catch bullets with your bare hands is simply that your nerve reflexes can't keep up.
What really interested Du Weiguo was not the crude trick of this little old man, but a young man mixed in the crowd.
Gao Jin, God of Gamblers Gao Jin!
Previously, Du Weiguo accepted the commission from Interpol James to annihilate the pirate group entrenched in Songkhla, Siam, and to spy on intelligence while passing through Wanlun Mansion.
In Lao Mao's casino, I once had a chance encounter with Gao Jin. This kid was extremely talented and had extraordinary eyesight, somewhere between ordinary people and people with abilities.
How to quantify it specifically? Compared with Du Weiguo's evil eyesight, it is naturally incomparable, but compared with Huo Wei, Ai Li and others, it is only a hair away.
At this moment, Gao Jin was wearing a gray shirt, his waist was swollen, and his hair was hanging down, like an upside-down watermelon rind, covering his forehead.
He also wore a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, which hid his beautiful eyes and handsome appearance, making him inconspicuous among the crowd and disappearing from the crowd.
Just now, in the crowd, the fool who was shouting and kneeling 13 times in a row, losing all his wife's money and trying to sink the boat, was naturally him.
This guy is serving as a supporter at the moment. In jargon, he is the counter-general among the eight generals of Qianmen. To put it bluntly, he is a character who uses provoking methods to lure people into the game.
The orthodox Eight Generals of Qianmen are divided into eight generals: Positive, Ti, Anti, Tuo, Feng, Huo, Chu, Yao and Synthesis. Among them, the most powerful are the two generals, Positive and Negative, who all rely on gambling skills to make a living.
At that time in Laomao's casino, Gao Jin showed his talents for the first time, he was high-spirited and had a lot of money. He was not afraid at all even when facing Du Weiguo, and he had the energy of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.
Du Weiguo was somewhat curious. He hadn't seen him for a long time. How could the dignified future God of Gamblers be in such a desolate state?
You actually need to rely on low-level street fraud to make money. You know, the masters of thousands of sects are very proud, and they must make the game bigger.
They simply don't like this kind of trivial street fighting, they find it embarrassing!
At this moment, except for the fat man who lost the red eye and the high-level actor Biao Jin, the other people who were betting on melons became cautious and no longer followed the trend of betting.
The old man was not in a hurry, wiped his white goatee, and calmly opened two large bowls on the left and right at the same time.
This time, it was actually the fat man who got hit. He was so happy that he jumped three feet high, looking at Gao Jin with beaming eyes and spitting:
"Hahaha! Street boy, let me just say you are the guiding light. As expected, my fortune has turned around. Old man, please pay me back!"
The little old man lowered his head and had just put away the banknotes when Gao Jin's eyes filled with blood and he roared heartbreakingly:
"Impossible! Impossible! There is absolutely no reason that you can open 14 doubles in a row. You old fool, you must be a cheater. I will kill you!"
After saying that, Gao Jin didn't know where he took out a dagger with a shimmering cold light, and regardless of it, he rushed towards the old man.
In everyone's shocked eyes, Gao Jin looked ferocious as he stabbed the old man in the stomach with a dagger without hesitation.
"Pfft~"
There was a piercing sound, the white knife went in, the red knife came out, blood spattered on the spot for seven steps, and a splash of hot blood came out of the drawn dagger, which accidentally collapsed the fat man's head and face.
"Ah~"
The fat man and the little old man let out a shrill scream almost at the same time. The old man was in pain and the fat man was scared.
Gao Jin seemed to be crazy at the moment. He didn't care and just stabbed desperately one after another without stopping. Blood was flying in the sky and splattering everywhere. The scene was extremely horrifying!
The old man was wailing miserably and covering his head with both hands. He was covered in blood as if from a gourd of blood. He struggled desperately to get up and struggled with Gao Jin.
"Kill, kill someone~"
The fat man was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. His crotch felt hot, like a girl. After letting out an earth-shattering scream, he rolled away and ran away.
There were also a lot of blood stains on the faces and bodies of the onlookers. They were so frightened that they cried for their fathers and called their mothers. They dispersed in a hurry, wishing that their parents would have lost two legs.
At a moment of turmoil, the stall owner, the old man, and Gao Jin were fighting and retreating into a dark alley behind them.
When someone bold and meddlesome came over to check, the two men had already disappeared without a trace, leaving only a dripping bloody suit on the ground.
After a while, not far from the bar where the incident just happened, probably a few roads away, was the main store of Hong Kong Island Jiuji Beef Brisket.
Gao Jin was walking slowly on the street. At this moment, he had put on a new suit, took off his glasses, his hair was combed back into a neat back, and he was carrying a briefcase.
He looked like an ordinary white-collar worker who had just finished working overtime, very different from the insane and hysterical gambler just now.
Walking side by side with him was a tall and tall middle-aged man, also wearing a suit and carrying a small suitcase, with gloomy eyes and steady steps.
He is the old man who owned the gambling stall just now. He is very good at disguising himself. After taking off his disguise, even if he were face to face, he would not be able to recognize him.
At the moment, this middle-aged man was walking and wiping his neck with a handkerchief impatiently.
There were some dazzling red marks on his neck, which were all the chicken blood splashed during the performance. The middle-aged man cursed impatiently:
"Gao Jin, you loser, I've told you several times. When stabbing me, the tip of the knife should be pressed down. Don't make it all over my head and face. Why are you stuffing your ears with donkey hair?"
Yet?"
The word "waste" was harsh. A trace of resentment flashed in Gao Jin's eyes, and his free fist was clenched tightly, with veins popping out.
The middle-aged man's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of Gao Jin's small movements. He suddenly stopped, threw away the handkerchief, rolled his eyes, and glanced at him coldly, with a disdainful expression and a joking tone:
"What? Gao Jin, you want to hit me, just because you are a loser?"
Gao Jin's clenched fists were shaking violently uncontrollably. The middle-aged man's lips curved into a contemptuous smile, and his tone became more arrogant:
"Haha, you loser, just accept your fate. Your hands are disabled and your master is dead. Now if you want to raise money to treat your woman, you can only ask me."
Gao Jin was poked in a painful spot, his handsome face turned red, and he finally couldn't help but speak:
"Brother Le, thieves have their ways. We are from Qianmen. We cheat money on the streets every day. Isn't it a bit dirty?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man named Le Ge was instantly irritated. He spat directly in Gao Jin's face and cursed:
"Fuck you, my mother-in-law! You're acting as a cousin, and you're setting up an archway, what? You damn good-for-nothing, do you really look down on me?"
Okay, I’m such a promiscuous person, and you are the proud son of a thousand people, so let’s just break up and you can find a way to make money on your own in the future.”
A trace of determination flashed in Gao Jin's eyes. He slowly raised his right hand and wiped the drool from his face. His sleeves slid down, revealing a horrifying burn on his arm.
After wiping his saliva, Gao Jin took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, if we don't agree with each other and don't agree with each other, then let's break up the gang. Brother Le, divide the money with me, and I will figure out a way for myself in the future."
Upon hearing this, Brother Le immediately smiled sadly:
"Okay! Okay, you damn good-for-nothing, you are so talented. Here, this is your share. We will never see you again."
Brother Le took out a few bills from his arms, probably worth several hundred yuan, and slapped Gao Jin on the chest fiercely.
Gao Jin's arm was useless, and he struggled to hold down a few banknotes. He frowned and his tone became cold and hard:
"Brother Le, what do you mean? We agreed before that we would split it 50/50, and we did 3 games today alone, making more than a few thousand dollars~~"
Brother Le snorted coldly, interrupted him rudely, and pushed Gao Jin hard:
"Gan! I rushed to the street and wanted to divide it half and half, Gao Jin, why are you here dreaming about your crazy dreams? Waste is only worth the price of waste.
I’m going to attack you, Amu! You better get out of here right now, or else don’t blame me for being ruthless and destroying your other dog’s paw!”
When Brother Le was cursing loudly, his hands had already touched the back of his waist, his eyes showed a fierce look, and the threat was self-evident.
Gao Jin's eyes flickered, his eyes were red, and his lips were pursed tightly. In anger, his body was shaking slightly, but he was helpless.
When a dragon lives in shallow water, it is teased by shrimps; when a tiger falls on the plains, it is bullied by dogs.
Gao Jin was injured due to an accident before and almost died. Now he has recovered from the serious injury and lost his right hand. He really can't beat the nicknamed Le Ge in front of him.
"Huh~"
Being under the eaves, he had to lower his head. Gao Jin took a long breath, slowly put away a few banknotes, took a deep look at Brother Le, and turned around to leave.
At this moment, a clear and mellow man's voice suddenly sounded from an intersection not far away, with a teasing tone and full of ridicule:
"Hey, what's going on so fast? Brother, I haven't seen enough of your Three Immortals Returning to the Cave."
Under the street lamp, Du Weiguo put his hands in his pockets, strolled leisurely, and walked out slowly. Brother Le's eyes flickered, somewhat surprised and uncertain.
The moment he saw Du Weiguo, Gao Jin felt like he was struck by thunder, his scalp was numb, his mind went blank, and he was stunned.
He recognized Du Weiguo at a glance, and the impression was so profound. He had caught a glimpse of him in Wanlun Mansion before. At that time, Gao Jin was just starting out and didn't know how high the world was.
In the first trial alone, I met Du Weiguo, who was like a god descending to earth. He was so shocked that he was so shocked that his heart was broken and his confidence was like broken glass.
He is also a Jianghu person, so he naturally knows the great name of the Evil God. He often regrets that he was arrogant and could not get closer to Du Weiguo.
Now, I have become a waste, and I am extremely depressed. Suddenly I see the evil god who is still handsome and handsome. I am so ashamed that I can't control myself. I am so embarrassed that I want to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it immediately.
Brother Le was also secretly surprised. He was an old man in the world, and he was cautious. He thought that his retreat was perfectly planned, and he was sure that no one would follow him along the way.
Du Weiguo looked young and harmless, not like a master, but he was able to directly call out the trick he just performed, which made him somewhat confused.
Brother Le looked straight at Du Weiguo as if facing a formidable enemy, his eyes were sinister and his tone was low:
"Friend, which road are you on?"
Du Weiguo walked briskly and walked straight to Brother Le, still holding his pocket and speaking lazily:
"It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk. I'm not a gangster, I'm just a passerby watching the excitement. I'm rich and like gambling. How about it? Brother, do you want to make money?"
While talking, Du Weiguo took out a large stack of U.S. dollars from his arms, all of which were hundred-dollar bills. They were new and shiny, totaling more than 10,000 yuan.
More than 10,000 U.S. dollars, according to the current exchange rate, is nearly 100,000 Hong Kong dollars, which is almost equal to Guishou Ale's annual income.
Immortals like him, who specialize in swindling on the street, pay attention to not opening for three years and opening for three years. They cannot do it every day. Every time they work for a period of time, they have to disappear for a while.
A Le is greedy and regards wealth as his life. Although he can't figure out Du Weiguo's whereabouts, he doesn't know how serious he is, and he is somewhat afraid.
But when I saw such a thick stack of US dollars, my eyes immediately turned red, and all my worries flew out of my mind.
"How about it? Brother, do you want to play with it?"
Du Weiguo urged with a smile and took the money back into his arms. A Le glanced at it reluctantly.
Resisting greed, he subconsciously touched his chin:
"Little brother, it seems that you are also traveling with us? What? Are you feeling a little bit technical?"
A Le subconsciously regarded Du Weiguo as a young old man who had just entered the world. When asking questions, he even made a gesture unique to Qianmen, which is called Pan Dao.
Although Du Weiguo couldn't understand A Le's gestures, he could make a rough guess. He curled his lips and replied with a smile:
"It doesn't matter, there were people in my family who knew these things before, but now they have gone abroad and started working in business.
When I was a child, I learned two skills from my elders, and just now I saw my brother’s superb skills, which made me feel a little bit itchy.”
Upon hearing the reasons Du Weiguo made up casually, Le Ge was immediately convinced that Gan Qing was an ignorant idiot.
It was easy for him to get money, he was addicted to food, drink, prostitution and gambling, and he was used to spending money lavishly. Recently, his savings were depleted and he had to go out to get food. It was the time when he was hungry and thirsty.
Seeing that Du Weiguo was just a young rookie with a lot of money and a fool, he couldn't help but be greedy, his eyes flickered:
"Little brother, how do you want to play? Or three immortals return to the cave?"
The corners of Du Weiguo's lips curled up slightly:
"Oh, the three immortals are returning to the cave, and there are balls and bowls. It's really troublesome. Brother, why don't we just play tossing three cards."
Toss three, as the name suggests, is three playing cards, turn over the cards, and blindly select a designated card among them.
This gambling technique is similar to Three Immortals Returning to the Cave, in that hand speed is more important than eyesight, but the gameplay is simpler and more direct, and it happens to be A Le's specialty.
Recently, he has used thousands of geniuses to call him back and forth, which has made Ah Le feel a little swollen, and he has become very confident in his own methods and techniques.
As soon as he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, a trace of greed that could not be concealed flashed through, and his tone was excited:
"Okay, let's play three!"
Gao Jin had regained his composure at this moment. He looked at A Le with a cold eye and looked at Du Weiguo's confident face. He felt angry and funny in his heart, and he couldn't help showing an expression of pity.
"Oh, this stupid street boy is dead today. This man with a warm smile in front of me is not a prankster, let alone a sheep. He is a genuine evil spirit!"
Diagonally opposite Jiuji Beef Brisket, not far away, there is a small three-story hotel that is not very eye-catching, but its name is quite domineering, it is called Lijing Hotel.
On the third floor of the hotel, there is a room at the back of the mountain. This is the place where Le Ge temporarily stays. It is small in size and has simple furnishings, but it is still relatively clean.
At this moment, under the dim light, Le Ge and Du Weiguo were sitting face to face at a table, with three upside-down playing cards placed on it.
Brother Le had a cheerful expression, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and said in a relaxed tone: "Little brother, come on, please place your bets!"
Du Weiguo had a cigarette in his mouth, leaned lazily on his chair, and casually threw a dozen US dollar bills in front of a poker:
"Come on, let's drive!"
Brother Le smiled brightly and unhurriedly turned over the card that Du Weiguo had bet on. The 3 of Diamonds was not the designated Ace of Spades.
"Hehehehe, little brother, your luck is a bit not so good tonight. How about you, do you want to continue?"
At this moment, Brother Le has won 3 games in a row, and probably has more than 3,000 US dollars. It is inevitable that he feels contempt, and there is also a joke in his tone.
Du Weiguo smiled disapprovingly, exhaled the smoke, and said in a calm tone: "Of course, come on, continue."
"Okay! Little brother, take care of me!"
Brother Le gave Du Weiguo a fake thumbs up, gave a perfunctory compliment, and even opened the Ace of Spades to show it to Du Weiguo.
Then, he flipped the three cards upside down again, and after a dazzling operation, he made a slightly frivolous gesture of invitation:
"Little brother, please."
Du Weiguo stubbed out the cigarette butt, turned to glance at Gao Jin, and suddenly asked him a question:
"Are you friends?"
Gao Jin also came over. A Le didn't care at all that he was such a useless person, so he didn't refuse. At this moment, when he was suddenly called by name, his expression suddenly became serious, and he quickly shook his head in denial:
"no."
"relative?"
"no."
"Same disciple?"
"Uh, not really."
Hearing the sudden conversation between Du Weiguo and Gao Jin, Brother Le was somewhat confused and full of doubts, but he didn't wait for him to react and ask questions.
"Study!"
Du Weiguo suddenly smashed the remaining nearly ten thousand US dollars heavily on a card, and then quickly revealed the other two hole cards, which were the 3 of Diamonds and the 5 of Clubs.
Du Weiguo chuckled:
"Hey, it seems that I was lucky enough to hit the last one. Come on, Brother Le, pay for it."
"You're pretending to be a pig~~ah~"
Brother Le had a fierce look in his eyes, growled lowly, and moved his hand violently to the back of his waist. He wanted to turn his back on him, but he only reached halfway.
A sharp cold light flashed suddenly, and A Le's right hand was cut off at the wrist by the small Tang knife that came through the air, and his low roar turned into a wail.
Damn, you dare to act cruel in front of the evil god. Isn’t this just seeking death?
An Ace of Spades card that was cut off at the wrist slipped out from Ah Le's sleeve, and immediately, dazzling blood spattered everywhere.
Du Weiguo's face was as dark as water, and his tone was stern: "Chopping hands with a thousand hands, this rule should be correct, right?" (End of Chapter)