Liang Xiangyu is a good gambler, but not a bad gambler. Otherwise, he would have lost all his family fortune. He is clearly aware that Ling Cang won a lot of money today and the casino may not give up.
However, Ling Cang still looked carefree, as if he wasn't worried about anything at all. In fact, Ling Cang knew very well that if the casino was determined to cause trouble, then he would not be able to leave at this time.
Sure enough, before the two of them had time to change their chips into cash, several strong men in suits and ties came over. One of them showed false friendliness and seemed not threatening at all: "This gentleman is very lucky today. .”
"Where. Where. Thanks to the valuable land. It can bring wealth to people." Ling Cang said. He looked around and found that several people had surrounded him and Liang Xiangyu. Two of them kept pressing their hands on their waists.
The other party made a "please" gesture to Ling Cang: "I wonder if you are interested in going to the VIP room to play a few games."
"Not interested." Ling Cang waved his hand with a smile: "I'm still in a hurry. I'll come back another day."
"This kid..." The other party's face suddenly darkened. He said in a tone that left no doubt: "Our boss saw that you have such good luck in gambling. He really wants to have a discussion. He has been waiting in the VIP room for a long time. If you don't Go. It may not be too disrespectful to our boss."
Liang Xiangyu could see that it was impossible to leave safely today. He couldn't help but become nervous again. He couldn't help but look around, thinking about how to escape.
The gamblers paid attention to Ling Cang for a while. They just did whatever they had to do. They didn't notice what happened here at all. In fact, what would they do if they noticed. This kind of scene is too common in casinos. No one is stupid enough to act bravely. .
As for calling the police, it was even more of a joke. Even if the other party gave me a chance to call 110, the police would arrive in time and shut down the place. I am afraid that I and Ling Cang will not plan to stay in Minghai in the future.
Gradually, Liang Xiangyu broke out in cold sweat. He spoke a little stumblingly: "This...brother, I am a member of your place. I have anything to discuss."
"We didn't say anything." The other party smiled and softened his tone: "I just want to invite two children to the VIP room. Why don't you give me face?"
"But we do have something to do and we can't go..."
"Don't think that we don't let you win money. Anyone who often plays here knows that we don't care about this small amount of money in this place." The other party smiled coldly: "But you can't do it if you don't give our boss face."
"Okay." Ling Cang nodded: "Just go."
Ling Cang thought to himself that he could easily bring down these people. But after all, he was on his own land and he was not familiar with the environment here. There was no guarantee that he could take Liang Xiangyu away safely.
Therefore, Ling Cang had no choice but to give in. At worst, he would spit out all the money he won. Although money was very important to him, after being slapped by Lin Xuening, Ling Cang realized that there are too many people and things in the world. Money is more important.
The VIP room is small in size and the decoration is more luxurious than the lobby. There is a table in the middle and a dealer standing there. Surrounded by a dozen men in black, all of them have their eyes on Ling Cang.
The so-called "boss" in the other party's mouth is a middle-aged man. Almost all of his exposed skin is covered with tattoos. His expression looks very fierce.
When Liang Xiangyu saw the other party's appearance, he became even more timid: "Now we are in trouble..."
"Don't be afraid." Ling Cang smiled nonchalantly: "Those with tattoos are not necessarily gangsters. Yue Fei also has tattoos."
"This kid..." The tattooed man spoke. His voice sounded hoarse: "I heard that you are very lucky. I wonder if you are interested in playing with me."
"I'm actually not interested. I can't do it if I don't play." Ling Cang calmly sat down on the opposite side and said, "If I don't play with you, can I still stand and walk out?"
"Kid, what you say is quite humorous." The tattooed man was not angry. He just smiled and said, "I don't know what you want to play."
"Let's tractor."
"Okay." The tattooed man glanced at the dealer and ordered: "Deal the cards."
The croupier here is dressed the same as outside. They are all straight trousers and shirts. The sleeves are rolled up above the elbows. Whenever he plays with cards or chips, he always puts them on the table and turns his hands over for everyone to see. It's just that compared to the dealers outside, he looks more professional. His movements are quite skillful and his movements are as smooth as a common scene in gambling movies.
Without Tongtong to help look at the cards, and no one else to refer to, Ling Cang soon showed his true nature of losing every month. In less than ten minutes, he lost half of the money he won.
"Haha." The tattooed man laughed disdainfully: "Kid, are you nothing more than that?"
Liang Xiangyu asked tentatively: "We can go."
"Now that you're here, why don't you play to the end." The tattooed man looked at Ling Cang with a sly expression: "If you want to win, just win all my money. If you want to lose, just keep all the money you have. Even if you lose, It doesn’t matter if it’s all gone. I can release the money here. For the sake of our brotherhood, I’ll charge you the lowest interest rate.”
Liang Xiangyu took a deep breath. He wanted to shout out who his father was like Li Qiming, but he was worried that the other party wouldn't buy it.
"Okay. Let's bet to the end." Ling Cang remained calm and nodded slightly: "I'm fooled this time."
"Then I'm confused too."
The two of them kept accumulating chips. Finally, Ling Cang pushed all the chips forward: "Show_Hand. Look at your cards."
The tattooed man raised his eyebrows and asked with a half-smile, "How dare you."
"Why don't you dare."
"Good. Boy. You have courage. I like it." The tattooed man pushed all the chips forward and added: "One hundred thousand more for you."
"I have no money."
"If you lose, I don't want any money. Just keep one hand."
When the people around heard the tattooed man's words, they all took a step forward as if they had received a hint. They surrounded Ling Cang and Liang Xiangyu like iron barrels.
This is the original meaning of the so-called "meat for gambling debts". It is actually useless for the casino to ask for the gamblers' meat. Anyway, it will not be used to make soup. It is just to warn the gamblers not to play here. As for the "physical compensation" that requires women to sacrifice their appearance, it is an extended meaning.
If we really want to expand on it, Ling Cang doesn't mind letting Liang Xiangyu sleep with him. He's just a little worried that the person he likes is him: "What if I win."
"Then just take the money and leave." The tattooed man waved his hand nonchalantly: "You are still welcome to play in my place from now on."
"Okay." Ling Cang nodded: "How about we change the rules and turn over the cards together."
"Looking at your age, I'll let you go. I'll turn it over first." The tattooed man picked up the card and dropped it. He slapped it on the table: "Two nines."
Ling Cang was not so cool. He slowly turned over the cards. He didn't even look at the cards for a while. On the surface, Ling Cang still looked relaxed and comfortable. In fact, his palms were all sweaty.
Because Ling Cang didn't expect that the other party would not only give up the money, but also use it to establish his authority.
Ling Cang doesn't know how to gamble at all, and he doesn't know how to calculate the opponent's cards and psychology. At this time, he is completely gambling. He relies on his own luck and psychological quality. Ling Cang is really not sure about his own cards. If he can be bigger than the tattooed man, he can only make up his mind in his mind. Once he loses, he will hold the tattooed man hostage and cover himself and Liang Xiangyu to leave.
As soon as Ling Cang's cards were turned over, everyone was stunned. Liang Xiangyu even let out a long sigh of relief: "Spades four, five, six. We won."
"You guys are out of luck." The tattooed man slapped the table and stood up suddenly. He pulled out a gun from his waist and pointed it at Ling Cang: "Do you know where this place is? How dare you fucking cause trouble here."
Hong Xue has been feeling strange about his father's release for a while. If it has nothing to do with Ling Cang, it would be too much of a coincidence that his father was released from prison after he made a bet with Ling Cang.
But if Ling Cang really has this ability, Hong Xue discovered through overt and covert observation that Ling Cang is indeed an ordinary special admissions student. He doesn't look like a powerful queen who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.
After dinner that night, Hong Xue couldn't help but raise the question again: "Dad, you said that your release from prison really has something to do with that Ling Cang."
"Why are you bringing this up again?" Hong Yi smiled and shook his head: "Didn't I tell you many times? Before I left, someone told me to thank Ling Cang. I also told you. Don't judge by appearance. This Ling Cang looks ordinary. In fact, the water may be very deep."
"Dad, he and I are classmates. I know him very well." Hong Xue thought of Ling Cang's sharp attire and snorted disdainfully: "In the past few years, your brothers have tried their best to spend countless times. No amount of money has been able to fish you out. How could Lingcang have such ability..."
"Are you sure."
"This stillborn god is an orphan. He comes from the impoverished mountainous area in the north. He is very good at playing golf. He is usually carefree and playful. He is just a bent-foot stick. If he has any advanced background, he is just deliberately kept so low-key. It can't be. He looks so good." Hong Xue decided that Ling Cang was just a sharp guy on campus. She didn't believe it enough. She also started to work as a father: "During this period, I don't know how many people I asked. There is no doubt that he is like this. thing."
"Oh. Maybe I heard it wrong. The person they were talking about was not Ling Cang."
Hong Yi didn't want to be separated from his daughter, so he said this casually. But the speaker didn't mean it, but the listener did. Hong Xue took it seriously.
"Yes. That must be what happened..." Hong Xue was convinced immediately. The name someone told his father at that time was another name. It might be him or some of his father's friends. But his father was very busy at the time, so he heard it wrong. So Hong Xue didn't care who else could have this ability. Why didn't this person show up until now? He just got angry at Ling Cang: "Damn Ling Cang. I almost got deceived by you. My father still I’m toasting you. I thought you were a person... You are just a crook. How dare you pretend to be a big shot and lie to me. Hehe, you are going to be in trouble..."
Hong Xue was thinking about how to deal with Ling Cang. A call came in: "Boss Xue, something happened in the casino."
"What's up."
"Someone is out of luck."
"How much to win."
"Almost two hundred thousand."
"You're just a kid." Hong Xuehuo was furious. He scolded angrily: "You only have such a little money. How can you even call me?"
"Boss..." the caller carefully explained: "It doesn't matter how much money we have. But if we don't deal with it, others will think we have no ability. In the future, more and more people will come to ask for money."
"So what happens now?"
"Binglong took them to the VIP room and was gambling there. It seemed quite intense."
Hong Xue had a habit of going to bed late and getting up late. She looked at the time and felt it was still early to go to bed. The casino was not far from home, so she decided to go and have a look.
When Hong Yi saw his daughter packing up and heading out, he casually asked, "Is it about the casino?"
"yes."
"Xiaoxue..." Hong Yi looked at his daughter. After a long time, he suddenly sighed: "It's really difficult for you. At such a young age, you have to take care of the gang."
"Dad, why do you say that..." Hong Xue smiled slightly: "The Hong Ming Gang is your life's hard work. If I don't take it over and develop it properly, why should I just leave it there..."
"But what I care more about..." Hong Yi hesitated for a moment, then said cautiously: "Are you happy?"
"I..." Hong Xue felt strange: "Dad, why do you ask that?"
"Girls your age should go to school hard, go shopping with your classmates, watch movies and so on in your spare time. You have experienced the bloody chaos of this society too early. You have not enjoyed the fun that everyone of your age has... "When Hong Yi said this, he sighed: "Whenever I think of this, I feel sorry for your mother and you..."
When Hong Xue heard these words from her father, she suddenly realized that she had indeed lost a lot over the years. But on the other hand, there was a surge of blood deep in her heart, constantly motivating herself to fight and fight.
After being silent for a long time, Hong Xue gradually realized that maybe she was not born an ordinary girl. She was destined to move forward on this road today: "Dad, don't worry. I feel very happy."
"That's good." Hong Yi nodded slowly: "But no matter what, those of us who come out to hang out must also know how to keep pace with the times. This era is no longer the same. Just relying on violence will not work at all. We Don’t try to use physical conflict to solve the problem..."
Similar to these words, Hong Yi repeated it more than once. The Hong Ming Gang has always done this. It can even be said that this is the main theme of the development of today's gangs. Hong Yi is the leader.