The odds offered by Dakang and I are, to be honest, quite a loss and a bit confusing, because this handicap is obviously transmitting a message to gamblers. The bookmaker is biased towards Saudi Arabia, and Saudi Arabia has been very aggressive recently.
Not long ago, they won the runner-up in the Asian Cup. Under such circumstances, although the Chinese team has played well recently, it is still a bit difficult to play against Saudi Arabia.
Under such circumstances, we also offered a tie handicap and did not let Saudi Arabia give the ball. Most gamblers who did not know much or had a little knowledge would definitely buy Saudi Arabia crazily. This is beyond doubt.
After everything was ready, there were still three days left for the start of the race. Within these few days, another thing happened. Let me tell you slowly.
Since Da Bo and I have some conflicts, but we are brothers after all, Hong Xin has been trying to persuade me a lot in the past few days, saying that after all, we have been together for a while, and we have weathered all the storms together, so what can we say? Besides, I am better than him.
It's early and you should be more generous.
When I thought about it, it made the same sense. After all, we would have to eat from the same pot in the future, so I just kept my head down. I was looking for an opportunity to invite Dabo for a drink and open up the conversation.
That night, I read the casino's account books, collected the cash, and put it in the safe. I designed the safe this time.
First, I used high-quality cement to set a cabinet-type safe in the wall, and then built it with cement. Then I got six large iron rods with thick wrists, made them into horizontal bars, and built them in the wall.
The key can't be pulled out. Don't talk about robbing the money. Even putting money in it is a fucking effort. Even if you blast it twice with a tank, you may not be able to open it.
There are two keys, one for Dakang and one for me. Two keys, one is to open the first door, and the other is to open the door with a code lock inside. This prison-style safe was once seen by Wang Mumu. He was very
She said excitedly: "If Zhang Lu*** beats me again, I will get in! You are so safe!!!"
"Dakang, what are you doing tonight?" I struggled to close the door of the safe, put down the painting, wiped my hands, and asked Dakang.
"Go home, have sex, and sleep!" Dakang's face darkened, showing a very mean expression.
"...How about less sex tonight?" I said tentatively.
"No, we must develop good habits, one dozen a day, rain or shine!" Dakang shook his head and said.
"...Can you make an exception for me?"
"cannot!!"
"Then I'll let Wang Mumu chat with you??" I used my special move.
"...Okay!! I promise you, but you are not allowed to mention the three words Wang Mumu to me in the future!!" Dakang sighed and pleaded.
"...What's going on?" I asked in confusion.
"My wife went shopping with Wang Mumu and Zhang Lu yesterday. When I came back, I asked her what she was doing. She told me very casually...it was fine. She had a drink with Mumu, his wife, and the Queen of England.
Afternoon tea, and then played mahjong with Fan Bingbing for a while..." Dakang looked at me a little worried, and then asked: "You said that my wife... is going to become like Wang Mumu... I**
*Do I have to go with Chicken Intestine and lie on the rails together?"
"...Haha... You're a dick. Hong Xin suddenly woke up last night and kept mumbling to my mother that she dreamed of her grandma... Suddenly she saw that her grandma,
I was talking about the Silk Road with Songtsen Gampo...!" I said even more angrily than him.
"Damn it, Wang Mumu is a fucking disaster. How about one day we put some sleeping pills in his wine?"
"You can't poison him to death! In order to take revenge, Chicken Intestines secretly poured half a bottle of Fu Yanjie into his water glass. He drank it as his mother's drink and asked where he bought the Chicken Intestines!! **, this
This guy is a fucking toad!!”
"...Either he dies or I die!!" Dakang gritted his silver teeth and said viciously.
"Okay, let's not talk about him... Let me tell you something. Come with me tonight to have some drinks with Dabo?" I talked to Dakang for a long time, and finally got up the courage to say something to him.
, because he has a deep prejudice against Dabo.
"...Do we have to go?" Dakang thought for a long time and asked in a deep voice.
"Almost forget it, I won't let him get slapped by Brother Xu, let's just let him have some!!"
"Fuck, just this once! That's not what my brother did. Look at what he said last time. He was jealous of money every day. **, I'm so fucking rich. If I care about that little money, I'm still fucking jealous.
Have you been an undercover agent in Hong Tao for so long??...!"
"Okay, we are all men, stop writing. After a while, you can say something nice, don't act like a gunpowder..." I dragged Dakang, closed the door, and led him downstairs.
While walking, I had to remind him like a mother.
We were all brothers, so I didn’t make it so grand. I drove with Dakang, picked a street food stall, sat down, and ordered a roast leg of lamb, two cods, dozens of mutton skewers, and several
A bottle of beer, sitting and blowing the evening breeze, chatting, waiting for the big wave.
Dakang and I waited for nearly forty minutes before the big wave came, which made Dakang look dark again.
"Bo, come on, sit down. What else do you want to eat? Order it yourself!" I stood up with a smile, patted his shoulder, and handed him a menu.
Dabo glanced at Dakang and I, and didn't want to hold it any longer. He sat down directly and ordered a few more bottles of wine and some side dishes.
"Bo, how long have we known each other?" I poured him a glass of wine and asked with a smile.
"...It's been more than two years! Hey, life flies so damn fast!" Dabo thought for a while and lit a cigarette, paused, and handed one to Dakang and me.
"Bo, you don't want to listen to what I have to say!" I said while smoking a cigarette and looking at him.
"... Just say it!"
"When you first started working as a security guard, did I tell you how to behave?" I asked seriously.
"No!" Da Bo said decisively.
"Then you have entered the core. We are suppressing you with our identity and instructing you to do something?" Dakang interjected and asked.
"No!!" Da Bo lowered his head and said again.
"Are they brothers?" I asked after him.
"...Yes!?" Da Bo thought for a moment and nodded.
"Can the matter be over? Let's not mention it to anyone and just have a drink, okay?"
"Okay!!" Da Bo stood up with the beer glass in his hand, and then slowly said to Dakang and me: "I, Da Bo, can be a bit small-minded sometimes. I know it myself, and I don't think too hard when I speak. I've also been a little upset recently.
Brothers, don’t take it seriously, we are still the same as before, if anyone tries to show off to you, I will definitely chop him down with a knife!!”
"Done!" The three of us stood up, clinked our glasses, and drank directly.
As soon as we started talking, the atmosphere became less formal and we started eating and drinking. The three of us had a tacit understanding and stopped mentioning the bad things in the past. Between brothers, after a quarrel, it was over.
We talked about more and more topics, and I don’t know how long we talked about it. The topic finally came to this gambling. Dakang and I didn’t hide it from Dabo, and we proudly told Dabo about our operation mode.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Da Bo looked at us with disdain, and then asked with disdain: "How much money can you make by closing some of the outer areas of this city? Tens of millions is too much, right? How much quota will Brother Xu give you?"
I guess it’s almost a sun. If you do this, you will definitely not be able to achieve the target in the end!!”