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Chapter 116 Inspection

The Beggar Clan is among the eight sects and is an important sect among the eight inner sects.

When mentioning Beggars, many people think of TV series or novels.

I even think that this is all fabricated.

But in fact, beggars do exist.

There is no gang leader in a beggar gang, the person in charge is called the beggar head.

The elder in martial arts novels is called Tuantou in reality.

The Beggar Clan does not have a dog-beating stick, but it has a similar token, which is called a "pole".

Among the beggars, they are divided into eastbound and westbound.

The two lines of begging have different ways of begging.

Traveling eastward relies on soft begging.

For example, in the past few years, we often used makeup to look like high school students from poor families who could not afford to go to college.

I bowed my head and stood in the downtown area. The neat handwriting written in front of me introduced my family's miserable situation.

I just want to help some kind-hearted people so that I can go to college and so on.

There are also those who drag their children with them and pretend to be ill.

Almost all of the children they take care of are not their own children.

What's more, abducted children are forcibly disabled and forced to beg.

There is also the phrase that was particularly popular in the past few years, "A ruthless fire burned down my home."

In fact, these are all soft beggars traveling eastwards.

The journey to the west relies on forced begging, also called martial begging.

Just like those evil beggars just now.

If you don't give, you'll keep coercing me.

Swearing and physical violence also happen from time to time.

Disciples of the Beggar Clan generally call themselves "disciples of generals and queens of Buddhism".

The gang rules are very strict and there are many rules.

I won’t go into details here.

If you are interested, you can leave a message in the comment area and I will explain it to you.

When Mr. Lao Wu saw that I was silent, he didn't say anything more.

I started chatting with the passengers next to me.

It takes more than seven hours to get from Habei to Guantuner Station.

The seat Mr. Wu bought was in the last row.

The train is halfway through.

Then I saw the four beggars coming back again.

They walked to the connection between the carriages and sat down underground.

He took out some food from the dirty cloth bag.

Chicken feet, peanuts, etc.

Each person also opened a bottle of beer.

After drinking for a while, I saw the middle-aged beggar who was the oldest and had a big bump on his neck.

He also took out three dice and a white porcelain bowl from his pocket.

The dice and bowls were dirty and old.

There is a big gap on the mouth of the bowl.

With dirty hands, I wiped my greasy mouth.

The middle-aged beggar said to the three people:

"Old rules, left is bigger, right is smaller. Start pressing..."

We are very close.

From my seat, I could see these beggars.

At first, I didn't understand what the beggar meant when he said left is big and right is small.

After watching them play twice, I finally understood.

It turned out that they didn’t have pen and paper, so they couldn’t mark the size.

Just use the bigger ones on the left and the smaller ones on the right.

After looking at it twice, I continued to close my eyes and rest.

This situation has no appeal to me.

After playing for a while, Mr. Wu became a little tempted.

He asked me in a low voice:

"Boy, are there anything fishy about these beggars?"

I shook my head.

"have no idea!"

I'm not trying to deal with old Mr. Wu.

The main reason is that I really have no interest in paying attention to this kind of game that only costs a few dozen yuan at most.

As for whether there's something fishy about it, I really don't know.

"Hey, let me go and take a look!"

Old Wu Boss gave a ghostly laugh, got up and walked over.

This old guy has a big gambling addiction. He will definitely not miss this kind of excitement.

As soon as he arrived, Mr. Wu squatted there and watched the excitement.

The middle-aged beggar still remembered the one-cent incident. He glared at Mr. Wu and asked:

"Want to play?"

"have a look!"

"If there's anything interesting to see, just go there if you don't want to play! We don't want to look at you!"

Mr. Lao Wu was not angry either, he just smiled.

"Then I'll play two games!"

With that said, he took out ten dollars and pressed it on Zuo Da.

The middle-aged beggar glared at him.

Pick up the dice, shake it in your hand a few times, and mutter something to yourself.

"Leopard three, leopard one, here comes the leopard, bragging B!"

With their method of playing, if the dealer shakes out the leopard, it will be a general kill.

While talking, the dice were thrown into the bowl.

After a few crisp sounds, the points of the three leopards were 1, 2, and 5 respectively.

Eight o'clock, small.

Boss Wu lost.

He took out another twenty yuan and continued to press it on Zuo Da.

The middle-aged beggar shook his hand a few times like last time and muttered:

"Leopard five, leopard six, when the leopard comes, eat the meat! Let's go!"

With a clatter, the dice fell into the bowl.

After rolling a few times, it stopped.

Boss Wu's eyes widened.

He kept shouting.

"Big, big, big!"

The dice stopped.

2,2,4.

It's eight o'clock again, little one.

Looking at the points in the bowl, Mr. Wu was very angry.

He slapped his thigh in annoyance and said angrily:

"I still don't believe it. How can I hold a small one? This one weighs fifty, and it's still a big one!"

The middle-aged beggar started to roll the dice again. He was still mumbling:

"The big and small go, the leopard comes, the leopard comes and touches the breasts!"

As he said that, he threw three dice into the bowl.

This gave Boss Wu a lot of pressure.

His voice was much louder than before.

"Big, big, big!"

Following the shouts of Old Boss Wu.

The three dice slowly stopped.

"Wow!"

At this stop, the few tourists watching the excitement should not scream in surprise.

I saw three dice, and they turned out to be three threes.

leopard.

The dealer kills all.

Boss Wu beat his chest angrily.

Her flowing silver hair was also a little messy.

"Is there something wrong with your dice?"

Boss Wu pointed at the dice in the bowl and asked angrily.

The middle-aged beggar gave Old Boss Wu a cold look and said with slight disdain:

"You can test it, you can test it as you like. If you find something wrong, I will pay you ten times! If you can't find something wrong, just pay me the dice money..."

Mr. Lao Wu didn't hesitate at all.

He picked up the dice and bumped them in his hands.

Then, he picked up the beer bottle, put the dice on the ground, and hit it hard.

The dice shattered with a "pop".

There is nothing inside.

It's exactly the same as a normal dice.

Boss Wu was stunned for a moment. He took the broken dice, twisted it in his hand, and muttered:

"It shouldn't be. How could I lose if there's nothing wrong with me?"

Old Boss Wu told me.

He doesn't know a thousand tricks.

But he is an old gambler.

Based on his experience, he determined that there must be something wrong with the dice.

But now the dice have been rolled and no problem has been found.

Boss Wu had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky and said:

"If it's no problem, then it's no problem. I'll pay you for the dice..."

As he said this, Mr. Wu took out five yuan and put it in front of the middle-aged beggar.

The middle-aged beggar looked up at Old Boss Wu and sneered.

When he smiled, the big bag around his neck actually moved.

Looking at it makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"If you smash my dice, I'll give you five yuan?"

The middle-aged beggar said maliciously.

"Then how much did you say?"

Old Boss Wu stared at the middle-aged beggar.

"Don't mention the money first. If you can compensate me with a dice, I won't take the money!"

This middle-aged beggar must have thought that Mr. Wu had no place to play dice, so he deliberately made things difficult for Mr. Wu.

Unexpectedly, Old Boss Wu smiled.

He actually took out a dice from his pocket.

"Here, here it is, mine is newer than yours!"

The middle-aged beggar was slightly startled.

But it will return to normal immediately.

Pointing to the dice, he said coldly:

"Yours is no good. It's too new! It doesn't have the same flavor as mine. I want it to be exactly the same as mine!"


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