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Four tough men over 1.8 meters tall politely stopped Bai Yang and Wang Qingyu.
They all wore black suits, with headsets in their ears. The bulging bulges under their clothes were obviously real people, and their hands were covered with calluses, which were obviously the result of long-term use of weapons.
These guys have obviously killed people, and not just one person!
This kind of person is either a special forces soldier who has actually been on the battlefield and retired, or a mercenary with his head attached to his waist who has not run away.
Facing the dagger-like gazes of the four people, Bai Yang's expression did not change, even Wang Qingyu beside him did the same.
This scene was just drizzle to both of them.
Even though Bai Yang and Wang Qingyu were wearing expensive clothes and got out of tens of millions of luxury cars, there are rules in Changchun Valley. If you are not a member and no one introduces you, you can't enter!
Fortunately, this is a top entertainment venue, so they were not asked to stand and wait. The waiters served fruit drinks for them to rest on the edge.
"This place is nice, I didn't know about it before," Bai Yang commented as he looked at the luxurious, low-key and meaningful decorations around him.
Wang Qingyu said with a half-smile beside him: "Yang Yang, do you want to get a membership card? I heard that you can find all kinds of female celebrities here at any time."
The corner of Bai Yang's mouth twitched, and he looked at Wang Qingyu beside him with a strange look on his face. It was all such a mess. He shook his head and said, "I don't have time to play, so forget it."
Damn it, you know what a girl is thinking. If you continue to follow Wang Qingyu's words, you might get 'domestic violence'...
"Really don't think about it? I'm not jealous," Wang Qingyu said with a smile.
"Consider it, you big-headed devil" Bai Yang knocked her little head.
Wang Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled. God knows what she was thinking in her heart.
The waiting time was not long, and Song Yiyi, sweating profusely and pale, hurried over.
"Brother Bai, Uncle Bai, where are you?" the guy came to the lounge and looked around anxiously and shouted.
Bai Yang was speechless and stood up and said, "Are you blind? Can't you see such a big person?"
"I'm dizzy. Come on, come on, help me, Uncle Bai." Song Daoma ran over and said with a sad face, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.
"Tsk, tsk, Young Master Song actually has today, I just need to celebrate." Bai Yang looked at Song and said with a smile.
This is probably what the so-called best bad friend is, right?
"Uncle Bai, how long has it been since this happened? Do you still have the mood to say this? Help me get through this difficult time. From now on, you will be my reborn parents." Song Dao held onto Bai Yang's hand and almost cried.
"Let go of you, you damn glass. Also, if I had a son like you, I would strangle him to death to prevent him from being angry to death." Bai Yang threw Song Yiyi away and was speechless.
How unbecoming the two grown men are in their fight. I heard that in Changchun Valley, same-sex love can help you connect if you need it...
Wang Qingyu stood on the edge, about half a step behind Bai Yang, with a peaceful smile on his face and said nothing.
"Sister Qingyu? Are you...really...?" Song Yiyi was slightly surprised when he saw Wang Qingyu. He looked at Bai Yang and then at her.
"Song Yiyi, we meet again." Wang Qingyu greeted Song Yiyi politely.
Strictly speaking, the family backgrounds of the previous Song Dao family and the Wang family were not too far apart, but Wang Qingyu and Bai Yang have established a relationship, which is beyond the boss level.
Song Yiyi is a second generation, but that doesn't mean he is stupid. He is very sensitive to many things. Therefore, Wang Qingyu is obviously younger than him, but he still wants to call her sister. This is the reality.
"Sister-in-law is good, sister-in-law is good," Song Dao quickly changed his face.
With a slight blush on her cheeks, Wang Qingyu was a little shy, but she still accepted the title calmly.
Bai Yang gave him a light punch on the shoulder and turned his gaze away, saying angrily: "What are you looking at? This is my wife. If you look at me one more time, I'll beat you to death."
"Don't you dare? By the way, Brother Bai, Uncle Bai, you must help. You really have no money?" Song Dao reacted and looked at Bai Yang nervously.
Shrugging, Bai Yang said helplessly: "I really don't have any money, now my wife is in charge of it."
After looking at Wang Qingyu, Song Dao sympathized with Bai Yang for a second and almost stopped crying, saying, "What should we do?"
"Fuck your sister, let's go, let's watch me kill everyone," Bai Yang said carelessly with a wave of his hand.
"I don't have a sister, but I do have one, why don't I introduce it to you?" Song Dao hit the snake with the stick, and Wang Qingyu was beside him. If he could become relatives with Bai Yang, hey, don't be too happy.
"Get out of here," Bai Yang said speechlessly, you still think I'm not messy enough?
Then Bai Yang turned to Wang Qingyu and said, "Qingyu, how much money is left?"
"Throwing aside the initial expenses, there are still more than 8.5 billion RMB left." Wang Qingyu opened his mouth.
"That's almost it. That's more than one billion US dollars. That's enough. Lead the way." Bai Yang nodded, and then said angrily to Song Yiyi.
"Uncle, do you think you have no money?" Song Dao glared.
"You know what the heck, this is money for business, that is, you. If you change someone else, I will care about his life or death. Come on, lead the way." Bai Yang said speechlessly, wanting to kick him.
"Hey, that's a good relationship. By the way, what, do you want to exchange it for chips? Don't worry, we use the bank's internal system here, so you don't have to worry about tax deductions. It's just that they take a 0.5% commission in the end." Song Dao laughed.
road.
Ma Dan, even if it is less than 0.5%, when the amount reaches a certain level, it is an astronomical figure.
After thinking about it, Bai Yang nodded and said, "That's okay."
Wang Qingyu handed over a Bank of Communications limited edition black card at the right time, with all the money in it.
Of course, you don’t have to do things like changing chips yourself. Some waiters do it for you and send them directly to the gaming table later. Bai Yang directly exchanged chips equivalent to one billion U.S. dollars. If you want to play, just play big!
At this time, Song Yiyi was leading the way, and no one stopped him.
On the way, Bai Yang asked Song Yiyi: "Really lost so much? Are you the only one losing?"
"I really lost so much, and I just lost another 100 million. Of course I can't be unlucky alone. That guy Tang Shiliu is no better than me, but his family is rich, so it doesn't matter. Everyone else will also lose.
It’s just not as miserable as us.”
"Another loss of 100 million? Why don't you die? Who won? What's the background?" Bai Yang stared and really wanted to kick Song Yiyi to death.
Song Dao scratched his head and said with a sad face: "It's like this on the gambling table. No matter how much money you have, it can quickly become someone else's. Among the ten of us, almost all of us lost, and only one of us won. Moreover, we don't know who the other person is...
…”
"What the hell? You don't even know who the other person is and why are you still playing with them?" Bai Yang glared, what a fool you are.
"Who knew the other party was so lucky? We originally played by ourselves and felt bored, and then introduced our opponents through this entertainment venue. How did we know that we were fooled? We still don't know why the other party was so lucky. I guess he was tricked, but
But no evidence can be found," Song Dao said on the verge of crying but without tears.
"Why don't we trick you bastards to death? How come you go back as long as you live, and you don't even know who the other party is and you still play tricks? Can you be more reliable?" Bai Yang was speechless.
The two of them walked to the luxurious private room in muttering. Song Yiyi explained the rules to Bai Yang on the way.
After listening to this, Bai Yang was convinced. He didn't believe that there wasn't anything fishy in this.
Drawing cards at random to make up your own ideas may seem fair and all depends on luck, but bullshit, there is no need to pay thousands, as long as a slightly skilled gambler can memorize cards quickly, he will beat you bastards to death!
There were several large black and white men standing outside the private room where they were entertaining. They looked like bodyguards, but they were not qualified to enter the private room.
These bodyguards are not from Song Dao and the others, but from the handsome blond guy who won the money.
Ignoring their gazes, Song Yi opened the door and Bai Yang led Wang Qingyu in calmly.
When they entered, dozens of pairs of eyes looked over at them.
"Sorry for cutting in line midway," Bai Yang greeted with a smile on his face.
Over there, Tang Shiliu immediately stood up, twisted his round body and ran over, saying with a bit of flattery: "Brother Bai is here, I'm counting on you next."
"It's just a piece of wool. I'll play by myself. If you lose, don't expect me to pay you back," Bai Yang said angrily.
Do you think you guys are so idle that you choose to gamble instead of doing anything wrong? Don’t look at all the people with big families and businesses. If you lose money, you can export gold and silver.
Tang Shiliu smiled brightly, turned his eyes and directed the waiter waiting next to him to move the chair.
After taking a look, Bai Yang knew no one in this private room except Tang Shiliu and Song Yiyi, but they were all young, obviously the second generation with nothing but money, but at this time, everyone looked like eggplants beaten by frost.
Come on.
Bai Yang nodded slightly and looked at the handsome blond guy who won the money. Wei Wei was a little surprised, I know this guy.
It’s not even acquaintance. Bai Yang has met him before. He saw him at the Developed Valley Casino in San Francisco. This guy is the ‘technical director’ there!
It seems that the other party doesn't remember Bai Yang. After all, there were so many people in Fadagu and Bai Yang didn't stay long. It's strange that he still remembers it after so long.
The other party looked Bai Yang up and down, and could tell at a glance that Bai Yang was not a professional gambler. He secretly smiled contemptuously, looked at Song Dao with a puzzled look and asked, "Who is this?"
"A friend of mine heard that there is something exciting happening here and wants to play. Is that okay?" Song Dao said immediately.
For this handsome blond boy, Bai Yang wanted to play simply by giving away money. Of course there was no problem. He nodded and said: "Of course, it will be more lively when there are more people."
Bai Yang asked Wang Qingyu to sit down first, then sat down, looked around and said, "I know all the rules, let's start directly?"
The others looked at each other, and those who didn't know Bai Yang looked at each other. Where did the second stroke come from? You thought it was a joke, but they didn't say anything. Except for looking at Wang Qingyu, they were all thinking about this.
question.
They have never seen any beautiful girl. Just a piece of chips can win a first-line star. Wang Qingyu's success is not worth the bleeding feeling after losing money.
"Wait a minute, he hasn't given me the money yet," the handsome blond guy pointed at Song Dao and said.
He glanced at Song Yiyi, who had an innocent look on his face. At this moment, the waiter brought the chips. Bai Yang directly threw the 90 million US dollars in chips and said, "I gave it to him, let's start now."
"Okay, happy, I'm used to it. Here's another 100 million. I wonder how much this brother has played?" The other party smiled, but instead of taking back the 90 million U.S. dollar chip, he threw out another 10 million U.S. dollar chip.
"You said it was fun, of course I want to be more happy. 910 million US dollars, just treat it as 900 million, and have an exciting time." Bai Yang directly pushed the trays out. He had understood it and collected it privately.