The neon lights at night decorate the emerging metropolis of Heshuo, telling the story of its extravagance and extravagance!
The Maybach 62 was driving on the spacious street, escorted by ten Dongfeng Warrior off-road vehicles in front and behind. Ximen Lang was sitting in the luxury car with a confident smile on his face. Now, I am the unique master of this city!
He held a Zhongnanhai cigarette on his slender fingers. Perhaps, no one would believe that Ximenlang, a well-known underworld tycoon with businesses all over the region and making a fortune, was not smoking cigarettes such as Ninth Five-Year Zun or Zhonghua.
, but this popular cigarette that costs five yuan a pack.
Ximen Lang is not very addicted to cigarettes. Zhongnanhai cigarettes are the cigarettes he only smoked when he came to country Z. There are two reasons why he has never changed to other cigarettes. First, although this kind of cigarette is cheap, it does not choke when smoked.
The voice is gentle and soft. Second, I chose it in the most difficult years. Now that I am rich, don’t forget your roots. Always remind yourself that you once had nothing.
The cigarette was about to burn to the end and was about to burn my fingers. The electric window slowly lowered, and the cigarette butt shone red and fell outside the car. A fresh cool breeze blew into the car, which made people feel refreshed.
Ximen Lang looked out of the car and saw many fashionable urban men and women shopping and walking leisurely. He felt very happy. When he saw some couples leading their children to enjoy family happiness, he felt a little emotional.
My parents lived a great life, but it's a pity that I'm an orphan now!
The convoy drove quickly and first came to the casino opened in the Yaak District. This was the property of the Cyclops of the Zhongying Society. The Julang Gang picked the Zhongying Society and snatched the casino over. It had been idle for a long time and was recently renovated.
It was later opened, and by this time, it had become Pegatron's famous casino. Compared with other underground casinos, it was clearly open and very safe, making it a good place for many wealthy people and officials to spend their money.
The casino was bustling with lights and bustle. Dozens of oriental bunny girls wearing only bikinis exposed their graceful bodies, their breasts trembling without any restraints, walking around with their long white legs, exchanging chips or chips for the guests.
It's about serving drinks.
These girls have all been carefully selected. They are all young and beautiful, and they are very eye-catching. Of course, their salaries are very high when they work in the casino, and coupled with the consumption given by the guests, their income is even more generous.
Some members of the Julang Gang wearing black suits were scattered in every corner, scanning around with hawk-like eyes to prevent abnormal situations from happening.
As early as the beginning of its opening, Ximen Lang emphasized that the casino must be standardized so that many gamblers can play with confidence and eliminate the phenomenon of cheats and thieves coming in and out. To this end, he specially hired several gambling experts to sit here.
, and ordered the guards to pay attention to pickpockets at all times. If they find cheaters or thieves committing crimes, they will have their right hands chopped off.
When many staff members saw Ximen Lang walking in surrounded by Kuangyun Guards, they all greeted him: "Brother Lang...Brother Lang..."
Although Ximenlang was wearing an inconspicuous camouflage uniform, his contempt for the world still attracted the attention of many gamblers.
Those bunny girls with outstanding looks and proud figures looked at them with admiring eyes. This was their idol, the real Crown Prince. How lucky they would be if they could get his favor.
Casino manager Yan Yihua came over quickly and said with a smile: "Brother Lang, you are here."
Ximenlang smiled and nodded, saying: "It's nothing, I just came here to take a look when I have nothing to do. You can go and do your work."
Yan Yihua hurriedly asked: "Are you interested in playing two games? I'll ask someone to get you weights?"
Ximenlang said: "No need." He turned around and said to the group of guards following behind him: "You can find a place to sit down and rest. I will take a stroll by myself." Then, he wandered around the casino like a wandering crane.
In the casino, you can see almost all kinds of life. As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad.
Ximen Lang doesn't care about this, as he often says: "I am willing to accept defeat." I am not a charity here, and no one will force you to come in with a gun. Winning or losing is none of my business, I just want to make money.
Beside a gaming table, a charming woman wearing a fiery red dress sat on a chair, her long legs as smooth as gelatin emerged from under the skirt, and her snow-white complexion was breathtaking. The woman's face was delicate, and she held a slender stick between her slender fingers.
A lady's cigarette, with its red mouth opening and closing, the light cyan smoke floats in the air, like a dream.
Ximen Lang stopped, stood beside her, and asked with a smile: "Miss, can I borrow a chip?"
The woman didn't even look back and said casually: "Take it yourself."
Ximen Lang was not polite. He reached out and took out a ten-yuan chip with the smallest denomination from the pile of chips in front of the woman. He pushed it forward and said, "I'll buy the big one."
The woman grabbed ten chips with a face value of 100, threw them forward, and said in a lazy tone: "I buy small ones."
The dealer opposite was a girl in her twenties, wearing a snow-white floral shirt and a black tie. She looked smart and capable. She said, "I've made a deposit and it's about to start." Then, he picked up the dice cup.
Shake it a few times and put it back in place. After opening it, he said: "Five, four, four, big."
In this way, Ximenlang won the round and the chips in front of him became two. The woman in the red dress lost a thousand yuan.
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "I'm pretty lucky. I won. I'll buy big this time."
The woman in the red dress put half of the cigarette in her hand into the ashtray and placed another thousand yuan bet, "Little..."
I don’t know if Ximenlang has been so smooth recently that he has been very lucky. He just bets big casually and wins every time. He actually played twelve big games in a row, and the chips in front of him changed from ten yuan to
Nearly 30,000 yuan, so that the onlookers were amazed. The stubborn-looking woman was not so lucky. She bet for twelve consecutive small games, each with 1,000 yuan, and lost exactly 12,000 yuan.
piece.
Ximenlang smiled and said: "People may not always have smooth sailing. You must know how to give up when you see something good and stop playing. This is returned to you." He pulled with his hand, and the pile of chips he won was moved to the woman.
before.
The woman in the red dress was stunned. She had never thought of asking the other party to return the ten-yuan chip. She never expected that this man would be so generous and gave him all the nearly 30,000 yuan he had won. This made her very curious and confused.
What kind of man is he? So, he turned his head and looked at the man whom he had just regarded as being so close to him.
At first glance, she saw the camouflage uniform on the other person, and she felt even more incredible. Isn't this a migrant worker who only wears colored clothes? Could it be that he is a foreman, a nouveau riche who has just made some money?
Moving her eyes upward, she glanced at him a second time, but was stunned!