I ignored Master Ha, but looked at Old Bad Wu and Yin Dong, pointed at the security captain with bleeding nose and mouth, and asked:
"Ask Li Jianlu, what does this mean?"
Wu Laohuan stepped forward, cupped his hands into fists, and said:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chu. I forgot to say hello to the security guard. Mr. Chu, please come inside!"
A group of us then walked towards the yard.
This is an antique courtyard, with ancient trees and dead vines, rockeries and flowing water, all scattered in the courtyard.
Although the scenery is good, you can still clearly see that there are surveillance equipment installed in every corner.
No wonder Li Jianlu specifically chose this location for his gambling game. His monitoring equipment must be useful.
When I passed by Mr. Wu, I glanced at him.
Mr. Wu didn't look at me either, but he still made a slight nod.
When we arrived at the door of the main room, several professional bodyguards were standing straight at the door.
Mr. Wu took the lead and stepped forward, opened the door, and made a gesture of invitation toward me.
I glanced into the room. At this time, Li Jianlu was sitting upright on the Taishi chair.
There were many people sitting on both sides of him.
Among them are many people I know well, including Sui Jiangwan from Orchid Clan, and Zhang Fan who is the referee this time.
Sitting next to Zhang Fan was Gu Ziliu with a bald head named Aguang.
Zou Xiaoxian from Huang Ji also came, but Huang Abo was not seen. Standing behind her was A Lang.
Sitting next to her is Manager Liu, a skinny man from Yundian whom he met last time in Nanyue.
What I didn't expect the most was that an old man in his sixties was sitting on a small stool in the corner.
I have met this man before. When I was in southern Guangdong, he once ate half a bowl of Chezi noodles from me.
We have also seen him in Kuitou's place.
That day, he took a taxi back to the city and spent 100,000 yuan.
Compared with last time, he was dressed much cleaner and his hair was specially styled.
Only the three severed fingers on his hand are still obvious.
Who is he?
Why are you here?
I walked into the room slowly, and there was a card table in the middle of the room.
I glanced around casually, and the layout of this room was indeed unusual.
Potted plants, ancient paintings, screens, and antique shelves with unknown authenticity are all covered with various cameras.
If you want to make a fortune here, it will be difficult to reach the sky.
"The Thousand Kings of Kanto are indeed on time!"
Li Jianlu held the tea cup and said slowly.
Just as he was about to say more, he suddenly heard Kanye's voice coming from behind me:
"Shut up!"
Kanye's words made everyone's eyes focus on him.
And he didn't say anything, and walked towards the old man with a handsome face with his disheveled hair.
As soon as he arrived, he pointed at the old man with the carriage face and asked:
"Why do your fingers look like mine?"
The old man with a handsome face looked at his fingers and said slowly:
"Lost!"
"Who did you lose to?"
"Forgot!"
Kanye curled his lips, looking like he didn't believe it.
"You lied to me, didn't you? Let me tell you, what bothers me the most about other people is the same as my fingers. Come on, let's bet on one finger!"
Everyone who heard the mentally ill words looked at each other in shock.
But he never expected that the old man with a handsome face actually stood up and said:
"good!"
The two of them walked directly to the card table without any unnecessary nonsense.
The old man with a handsome face picked up a pair of poker cards and slowly opened the package with his remaining hand.
While driving, he said:
"Make it simple, draw the cards at the same time, one card will determine the outcome!"
Kanye rubbed his messy hair with his remaining fingers, stared at the other person, and retorted:
"Why do you make the rules?"
"Then come!"
Kanye stared at the old man with a handsome face and said:
"One card determines winning or losing, draw cards at the same time!"
Mr. Hong muttered from the side:
"Did I hear it wrong, or did I understand it wrong? It doesn't seem to make any difference, right?"
In the tense and depressing atmosphere, everyone was dumbfounded by Kanye's words.
"Okay, who will be the referee?"
The old man with the car face asked.
"I have been in Qianmen for decades and I have never defaulted on my debts. There is no need for referees!"
As soon as Kanye finished speaking, the other person said:
"I'm not from a thousand families!"
Anyone who possesses a thousand skills and travels in the world of Landau is considered a member of the Thousand Sects.
But the other party actually said that he was not a member of the Qianmen family, which made Kanye stunned. He turned to look at Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan stood up, nodded slightly, and said:
"He is indeed not from Qianmen. At least for now, there is no such name of this senior among Qianmen!"
Kanye scratched his head, looking confused, and asked again:
"Then how did you get here?"
"Walk in!"
"Fart! If you don't come in, why don't you crawl in? I won't bet with people thousands of doors away!"
“If you don’t bet, don’t bet!”
As he said that, the other party returned to his seat directly.
I listened to the conversation between the two and tried hard to recall the scene when I met the old man with a handsome face in the casino.
Although he won that day, he did not make a fortune and relied entirely on luck.
Could it be that he is really not from Qianmen?
But who is he? Why does he appear here?
Just as I was thinking about it, Kanye walked towards Li Jianlu and asked again:
"Li Jithief, who is he?"
All the guests, except for us, were invited by Li Jianlu.
And as he is ranked fifteenth on the star list and is also the gambling king of Qilu, he was actually called a chicken thief to his face.
No matter how well-mannered he was, he could not help but frown and said dissatisfiedly:
"Kanye, you've gone too far!"
"You won't answer, right? Let's make a bet. If you lose, I'll give you a finger. If you win, tell me who he is? Why does his finger look like mine? Are you trying to imitate me on purpose?"
Li Jianlu was troubled by Kanye's nonsense.
Looking at Kanye, he slowly said:
"I said I didn't know who he was, do you believe me?"
"Fart, he is in your house, you don't know who he is?"
Li Jianlu pointed behind me and said dissatisfied:
"These people are all in my house, and I don't know many of them. Do you think it's abnormal?"
Kanye frowned, tilted his head, and muttered:
"It seems to make sense!"
But he still refused to give up and asked the old man Chezi again.
"Tell me, who did you come with?"
The old man with a handsome face touched his residual finger and said slowly: M.
"I did it myself!"
At this time, Kanye felt like he was going crazy.
He rubbed his hair frantically and shouted at the people around him:
"Who, who did he come with? Can you stop him from being like me!"
Everyone looked at each other and did not answer him.