The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 215
[Return late again, make up at three o'clock tomorrow. 】

That night.

The air after the rain was extremely humid and cold, but Zhang Hua seemed to have a charcoal fire in his arms, which made him restless and restless.

A few days ago, the phrase "slave's slave" really poked his lungs, and every time I think about it these days, I still feel his face is on fire.

Zhang Hua now firstly hates the eloquent and ruthless Third Sister You; secondly hates Jiao Shun, who was clearly born as a lowly domestic slave, but climbed over his head to do his best - if you look closely, Jiao Shun's hatred is even worse. on top of the former.

In fact, he was quite happy to get Jiao Shun's employment at first, after all, the family was almost in trouble at that time.

But people's hearts are always looking forward to Shu. In the past six months, they have guarded tens of thousands of flowing water in the handyman's office, but they are restrained by Jiao Shun so that they cannot move a little bit.

It would be fine if it was the same in other places, but according to what Zhang Hua has seen and heard in the past six months, it is definitely not the case - there are very few masters who really live by Yueli.

After going back and forth, he began to feel resentful, and the previous gratitude has long been forgotten-after all, in his opinion, not giving enough is equivalent to not giving, and not giving is equivalent to owed himself, Adding up the inside and outside, this Jiao person clearly owes him thousands of taels of silver!

Now, because of this surname Jiao, being despised and derogatory by his future sister-in-law face to face, how could Zhang Hua not hate him?

Especially when he found out that his daughter-in-law, who had never been married, was no different from his sister-in-law in terms of appearance and stature, Zhang Hua hated that Jiao Jiao for implicating him even more.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, he suddenly got up and strode out.

Hearing the movement, Zhang Cheng rushed out and asked, "Huazi, what are you doing out so late?"

"It's nothing."

Zhang Hua said perfunctorily without turning his head: "I'll go to the Second Great Master's house, maybe I'll stay at his house."

Hearing this perfunctory way of fooling things, Zhang Cheng's old face sank, and he wanted to chase his son back and scold him, but thinking of his son's mood recently, he hesitated for a while and finally gave up.

But when Zhang Hua left the house, he stepped on the slippery cobblestone road, stepping deep and shallow to find the brightly lit gambling house.

Touching the twenty or so taels of silver in the money bag, he finally showed some satisfaction on his face-this was all in exchange for selling the inside information of the handyman's office.

Stepping into the gambling house aggressively, the heat wave caused by the dense crowd and the mixed smell of various flavors rushed to the face immediately.

For ordinary people, this is definitely not a wonderful experience, but Zhang Hua enjoys it.

Looking around for a few moments, he saw some half-baked gamblers pushing Pai Gow, he immediately strode over and said loudly: "Quickly come out, Mr. Zhang, I'm here to kill everyone!"

While everyone was laughing and cursing, they really made room for him.

Zhang Hua was not polite either, he sat down with a golden knife, grabbed a few pieces of silver and threw them on the copper scale in the middle.

I don't know if it was because of the disappointment in love, but he was very lucky today, and in less than half an hour, he actually defeated the dealer with a bottom of 50 taels, so he took advantage of the trend and set up Xinzhuang.

At first, the wins and losses were not big, so Zhang Hua thought that the player's bet was too small, so he sneered a few words.

Unexpectedly, Sanmen was annoyed at once, and a hundred and ten taels of silver was slapped on the table, and amidst the shouts of "big and small" all around, the scene of the three top dealers making a joint compensation was stunned!
Originally, Zhang Hua was full of thoughts of killing him, but he was completely dumbfounded by this bright card.

According to the rules, it is doubled, and he actually lost 200 taels of silver in this round!

At that time, his face was red and then pale, he got up slowly and sat back down heavily, staring at the table in a daze, his forehead was sweating white without much effort.

"What's wrong with this?"

The opposite door provocatively proudly said: "Could it be that you don't have enough money? If Mr. Zhang's legs are weak and you can't walk, we brothers will help you to go back, and the money will be enough!"

"you……"

Zhang Hua suddenly raised his head and looked at the opposite door, then glanced around, gritted his teeth and said, "You guys teamed up to set up a trap for me?" ! "

After all, he is not a fool. It is rare for three families to be on the road at the same time, not to mention that the other party has placed a heavy bet at the same time!
If it hadn't been for the trick, he would have eaten the table on the spot!

"What's the meaning?!"

Immediately, someone gathered around, grabbed Zhang Hua by the collar and said, "Master Zhang doesn't want to admit it? Didn't you say that when you won the money just now?!"

"Yes, lose money, lose money quickly!"

"That eye of yours saw the grandparents go out?!"

The other two doors also stood up and clamored, and with the helpers pulling sideways, they made a fuss for a while.

Surrounded by Zhang Hua, he didn't give in. Instead, he jumped up and shouted: "Damn it, I don't believe that I have nothing to say - what about the people in the gambling shop? Shut down the stage, I want to block it!"

With this shout, the thugs from the casino immediately surrounded him like a tide.

Another leader took the initiative to remind: "The rules of the road, if you find a cheater in the closure of the platform, you will get [-]% of the profit for three knives and six holes; if you can't find out the money, you will double the loss and get [-]% of the profit!"

It means that once someone from the gambling house is invited to block the table, if it is found that someone has made a thousand money, the person who made the thousand money will pay [-]% of the total profit of the gambling house; The gambling debt must be doubled, and the gambling house will take [-]% of the profit.

The so-called [-]% profit and [-]% profit are actually the same amount.

And this rule not only ensures that the people in the gambling shop do not do white work, but also takes into account the interests of both parties, and can effectively prevent gamblers from randomly requesting to close the platform for verification.

Zhang Hua is a frequent visitor to the gambling house, so he naturally knows the rules, but he came here because he was angry, and secondly, he was sure that the other party must be playing tricks, so before the leader finished speaking, he shouted: "I know all the rules. Hurry up and check these grandchildren carefully!"

After a pause, he added: "You can't let go of the people next to you!"

This remark caused those spectators to shout and scold, but in the end it did not contradict the body search of the thugs in the gambling shop.

Seeing these people obeying obediently, Zhang Hua gritted his teeth and felt complacent at first, but after everyone was proved innocent, his teeth could no longer close tightly, and his upper teeth knocked down his lower teeth, making a sound There was a clucking chill.

After a long time, he slumped back on the chair again, pointing at those thugs in despair and saying: "You gambling shop, actually..."

Indole~!

Before he could finish his sentence, the leader of the thugs suddenly pulled out a sharp knife, nailed a piece of white paper to the gambling table, stepped on the bench, and said condescendingly: "Master Zhang, you understand the rules, and you just now If you lose 180 six taels, if you double it, it will be 370 taels—how much you can pay now, and how much you owe the rest, let’s make a written statement.”

"You guys are clearly colluding..."

Zhang Hua looked at the bull-eared sharp knife, and then at the thug with fierce eyes in front of him. He swallowed back the words behind him timidly, and tried his best to smile and said: "No, there is no need to do this? I am following you back and forth. Here, I have also lost a lot of silver, so you are... I am afraid that it is not appropriate for you to do this?"

"Rules are rules, what's inappropriate?"

The leader sneered and said, "Master Zhang himself wants to close the stage, don't you blame us?"

After a pause, he moved his face forward again, and said with a sneer, "If Mr. Zhang wants to write a blood contract, it's not like I can't do it."

As he said that, he made a gesture to pull out the sharp knife.

"No no no!"

Zhang Hua shrank his body, waved his hands again and again and said, "I don't write a blood contract, I don't write a blood contract!"

The leader slapped the table heavily: "Nat Niang, don't hurry up and make a written statement!"

Without waiting for Zhang Hua's answer, someone had already stuffed the ink-stained brush into his hand.

　By the way, I would like to share a common sense that is useless: at the age of Lao Ao, there are old and young, and the Mid-Autumn Festival cannot be completed in a day.

　　A few days before the [-]th of August, I had to go to visit relatives everywhere. Seven aunts and eight aunts and uncles all had to visit their homes. It happened that my wife and I lived in the countryside, so it was more trouble.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)