"Come in!" Although Xu Yizhuo saw through the door camera that the person knocking was He Qianqi, he still took out a pistol from behind the wash mirror, turned on the safety and inserted it into his large pajama pocket.
"Azhuo, my dad promised that he will definitely attend the bet the day after tomorrow." He Qianqi finished happily and asked with some worry: "Azhuo, the day after tomorrow is a battle of life and death. Cui Jin, that old fox, had it when he was young.
How confident are you with the title of 'gambler'?"
"Ten percent!" Xu Yizhuo said confidently without giving He Qianqi a chance to waver.
He Qianqi's eyes lit up, but she quickly looked away. She walked closer with a frown, holding Xu Yizhuo's arm. She raised her head and looked at Xu Yizhuo seriously. Her beautiful face was full of regret, and she stretched out her hand to touch it.
Xu Yizhuo's injured cheek.
"Does it hurt?" He Qianqi whispered softly.
Xu Yizhuo glanced at He Qianqi and said coldly: "What do you think?"
He Qianqi shut up and stopped talking. Xu Yizhuo was a guy who didn't take softness or hardness. He only cared about profit. There was no point in pretending to be gentle.
"Have you done what I asked you to do?" Xu Yizhuo looked out the French window and said calmly.
"It's already underway, but I'm worried that the Cui family will become suspicious," He Qianqi said in a low voice.
Xu Yizhuo smiled coldly, the corners of his mouth raised, and the wound on his cheek was pulled, and his face looked a little ferocious.
"Do you think your acting skills are good?" Xu Yizhuo looked straight into He Qianqi's eyes: "Ever since I asked you to stand next to me last night, you have been exposed. Even if Cui Jin, the old fox, is confused for a moment, he will soon be able to
Understand that this is a joint plan between you and me to trick Cui San."
"Ah?" He Qianqi was shocked.
Xu Yizhuo's doorbell interrupted He Qianqi's thoughts.
"You go first! I still have something to do. Don't worry, I will send someone to protect you in the past two days. If you have nothing to do, don't go out on the street. I suggest you stay with my mommy. You can decide for yourself." Xu Yizhuo said.
Waved and said: "Let's go through the back door!"
"Oh, A-Zhuo, you should be careful yourself." He Qianqi hurriedly left through the back door. If she and Xu Yizhuo's conspiracy against Cui was exposed, it would indeed be safer to stay with Mary at this time than staying at the He family.
After He Qianqi got in the car, she remembered that since Xu Yizhuo knew that he would be exposed, why did he call her last night? This bastard definitely did it on purpose. In order to stop her wavering thoughts, He Qianqi swore that she had absolutely no idea of hedging her bets.
At most, he wanted to stay out of the matter and wait until the situation became clear and the outcome was decided before placing a bet. Now, Xu Yi was clumsily forced to be on the opposite side of the Cui family.
"Bang!"
He Qianqi couldn't help but punched the car door hard, gritting her teeth and looking very ugly.
"Miss He, is something wrong?" Xu Yizhuo's subordinate asked.
"It's okay!" He Qianqi shouted angrily: "I won't go to Aunt Mary's place. Send me home."
It felt uncomfortable to be plotted against. Although she also wanted to plot against Xu Yizhuo, she failed.
"Okay!" The car turned in one direction.
"Young Master Zhuo, the people from Taiwan have retreated." A man in black whispered in Xu Yizhuo's ear.
Xu Yizhuo closed his eyes and took a long breath, waving the man in black to retreat.
"Finally the crisis has been resolved!" Xu Yizhuo suddenly opened his eyes, filled with murderous intent: "The revenge of this knife mark will be paid ten times or a hundred times in the future."
The other party retreated so quickly. Xu Yizhuo understood that the other party did not retreat after reading the news reports. Someone must have tipped him off. This person was his respected master. Xu Yizhuo felt very painful, but he could still guess the truth.
"After ten years of master-disciple relationship, why can't you be fully used by me?" Xu Yizhuo murmured.
It seems that Xu Yizhuo's self-disfigurement was not just to plot against Cui.
Xu Yizhuo's guess was accurate. After Xu Yizhuo scratched his face last night, Rosen did make a call to a mysterious person.
…
Taiwan Island.
Taipei City.
"Self-inflicted harm? So forbearing and cruel! You are indeed my dear brother, hehe!" Chouji tore up the note in his hand and laughed proudly.
Although people have always claimed that people cannot be judged by their appearance, administrative agencies also have their own hidden rules. In Taiwan, farmers and workers can enter politics, businessmen can enter politics, and even gangsters can enter politics after being cleansed. People with facial disfigurement have no future in politics.
, no voter will elect a leader with a ferocious face. Just as Rosen prayed to Ding Er last night, Xu Yizhuo has no threat to Ding Er at all.
Ding Er couldn't understand more and more. The Ding family's power in Taiwan was at its peak, and other parties were unable to fight back. What was his mother still worried about?
…
Xu Yifan failed again.
He had followed the system prompts and tested repeatedly step by step, but he still failed to complete the upgrade conditions required by the system. Seeing his health points decreasing one by one, Xu Yifan's patience was gradually disappearing.
"Made, no more playing!" After another failure, Xu Yifan pushed down the bottles and jars on the test table. The road to becoming a 'Superman' was simply a trap set by the system. Xu Yifan had accumulated very little health points over the years.
A little less than half.
Xu Yifan walked out of the laboratory and closed multiple password doors before exiting. He was wearing a black sportswear and a peaked cap on his head, walking on the streets of Macau like a wandering spirit.
"Hello, sir! Do you want a newspaper? Breaking news. There will be a huge gambling game the day after tomorrow. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life." A guy who looked like a bamboo pole stopped Xu Yifan and said exaggeratedly.
"Get out!" Xu Yifan said in a deep voice, putting his hands in his trouser pockets and walking slowly along the coast.
The news that Xu Yizhuo was going to fight to the death with Cui not only spread throughout Macau, but also quickly spread throughout Southeast Asia, Western Europe, and even the entire America. Tokyo, Japan, the Western European Gambling Alliance, and Las Vegas in the United States, all the major gambling lords sent their troops.
The people confirmed the authenticity of the news and prepared to fly to Macau to watch the game. Xu Yizhuo was a new "ghost hand" with little international fame, but Cui Jin was a threat to the entire gambling industry back then.
Xu Yifan walked for more than half an hour, walked into a tea restaurant, ordered a piece of white-cut chicken rice, and started eating with his head down.
"Test it one last time. If it doesn't succeed again, give up on this direction, upgrade honestly step by step, and hand over the information to the Security Bureau." Xu Yifan thought to himself and decided secretly.
"Hey, is it true what the newspaper said, that Master Xu was really disfigured by Mr. Cui's people?" A diner put down his chopsticks and asked.
"Of course it's true! Didn't you see that there are photos in the newspapers? Master Xu was severely slashed on the face. Tsk, tsk, this knot can't be untied no matter what." The guy who spoke danced happily.
Said: "That's why there is a great gambling game the day after tomorrow."