Ouyang Haotian couldn't help being surprised when he saw that the poker card he drew was actually a king. Unexpectedly, Li Wuji was not only good at gambling, but also good at gambling.
Oh~ That’s not right? Didn’t he commit suicide after losing all his family property before? How come his gambling skills have become so good in just two or three months? And this Lin Haitao, his gambling skills are obviously better than his own
Yi Chi knew that he had lost before even looking at the cards. Obviously, he had already known that the card was the king.
"Well, it seems you really don't know." Seeing Ouyang Haotian's expression, Lin Haitao thought for a moment and realized the secret, "I didn't expect that behind Mr. Ouyang, there is such a master. Haha, look.
Laijiangting is really a place where dragons and tigers hide, but I underestimated this place."
Although Lin Haitao guessed that there was a gambling master behind Ouyang Haotian, there were several waiters in the box. He didn't know who they were and couldn't be sure.
"Haha, Mr. Lin is so humble. I was just lucky this time." Ouyang Haotian secretly felt ashamed when he heard this. How could he be his opponent in terms of gambling skills? If it weren't for Li Wuji, he would probably be in trouble this time.
Li Wuji saw Lin Haitao's eyes scanning the waiters, as if he wanted to find out the master behind Ouyang Haotian. In order to prevent any complications, he coughed dryly and stood up from his seat.
"President Ouyang, if you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win. Casinos are willing to admit defeat, and there is no such thing as luck. Don't worry. Master Lin always sticks to his word, and naturally he doesn't bother to do things like breaking his promise and regretting it."
"Uh..." Lin Haitao was looking at these waiters, but found that none of them looked like a master. He secretly admired in his heart that this master was so hidden that even he couldn't see any clues, but he didn't expect Li Wuji.
At this time, he interrupted, which really surprised him. Li Wuji actually knew Ouyang Haotian?
Yes, thinking of this, Lin Haitao suddenly realized that since they knew each other, there was no need to look for this hidden master. It must be Li Wuji.
"Classmate Li Wuji, do you know this President Ouyang?" In order to confirm what he was thinking, Lin Haitao couldn't help but asked Li Wuji
"Yes, Mr. Lin, President Ouyang and I already know each other." Li Wuji said with a slight smile and turned his gaze to Ouyang Tianjing, "Not only do I know President Ouyang, but my classmate Ouyang Tianjing is also Ouyang Tianjing.
The president’s daughter, Mr. Lin, will never think that President Ouyang would send someone to assassinate his daughter!”
"This... shouldn't be possible." Lin Haitao was startled when he heard this. It was a coincidence. He didn't expect that Ouyang Haotian's daughter and his daughter's boyfriend were both here. Since Li Wuji's actions were extraordinary, Ouyang Haotian would naturally do the same.
It's not as simple as it seems. Even if his background is simple, with Li Wuji as his son-in-law, it will become more complicated in the future.
Lin Haitao has a principle for all masters in the supernatural world, that is, even if they cannot become friends, they will never become opponents.
He will always maintain this principle and it will never change, unless... that person is his enemy.
"In this case, President Ouyang will also come and have a drink!" Although Lin Haitao has always been arrogant, he is only targeting ordinary people, and they are very vulgar ordinary people. To deal with vulgar people, you must use vulgar methods, otherwise
, his ears will never be quiet
"Okay, then I'm welcome." Ouyang Haohao nodded when he heard this. Normally, he would naturally disdain to associate with such a playboy, but his daughter Jingjing and Li Wuji are both here, and he also has a long time.
I haven’t seen them before, so I just took the opportunity to chat and improve our relationship with my daughter.
…
Twelfth floor, Xintang Building, Xintang Road, Jiangting City, Tang Group Headquarters
Group president Tang Zhengxiong was sitting with his eldest brother Tang Zhengying. Beside them were three young men, two of whom were Tang Feng and Tang Lin, who had conflicts with Li Wuji, and the other one was surprisingly the Laoshan man.
The little Taoist priest, Tang Hao, a freshman in Class 1, Grade 3, Jiangting No. 1 Middle School
"Tang Hao, the witness named Wang is no longer important. It doesn't matter whether we get rid of him or not. Do you still want to stay in the school?" Tang Zhengxiong took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly: "We are now superficially
Although the company has unlimited glory, in fact, compared with large companies such as Xiangyang Group, Tang Group is simply insignificant. This is not because our Tang family is short of money, but because we do not have our own power. Ouyang Haotian is originally from a gangster background.
Over the years, the underground forces have become so entangled that it is impossible to use your strength. If you go all out, your father and I will still have some confidence, but if you are distracted from going to school..."
"Haha, uncle, don't worry about any of this." Tang Haozheng, Tang Feng, and Tang Lin were whispering. Hearing what his uncle Tang Zhengxiong was saying, he turned around and said indifferently: "What underground forces, what kind of entanglement?"
Wrong branch, these things are just floating clouds to me. I still have an important thing to stay in school, so I don’t want to pay attention to them. From now on, if anyone dares to provoke our Tang family, I will never do it.
I will let them go.”
After saying that, Tang Hao snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and volleyed forward to grab...
"Whoosh!"
A decorative sword hanging on the back wall suddenly jumped out of the sheath, flew upside down at high speed, and fell directly into Tang Hao's right palm.
"Haha, uncle, don't worry, the three people you told us about will be like him tonight..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hao gently weighed the sword in his hand, then raised his right hand, and the sword flew out again with a "swish" sound.
"Bang!"
With a crisp collision sound, the long sword passed through the eye of the crane on the picture of Songhe Yannian and was inserted into the wall until it reached the hilt.
"Ah? This sword..." When Tang Zhengxiong saw his nephew Tang Hao showing this hand, he was really surprised, because he knew that this sword was not a sword that could be sharpened like clay, but a wooden one.
Handicraft, it can't even cut a rope
Hum hum, there is such a master in the family who has only been heard of in legends, why should we be afraid of the underworld? Chen Xiangnan, Ouyang Haotian, hahaha, they all go to hell!