Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Returning the Three Immortals to the Cave is a classic move in traditional tricks. Since it is a trick, it is just a trick of playing hand speed to put it bluntly.

With Du Weiguo's current vision level, any tricks that rely on hand speed, whether it is magic, gambling, or juggling, are child's play in front of him.

His current basic agility attribute is 6 times that of ordinary people, and with the increase of dynamic vision, he can slow down the speed to a level close to 30 times.

What is this concept?In his eyes, the flying speed of the bullet is comparable to the normal speed of a car, and the high speed of 100 mph is similar to walking.

As for the limit speed in the category of ordinary people, it can basically be regarded as standing still. The reason why you can't catch bullets with your bare hands is simply that your nerve reflexes can't keep up.

What really interested Du Weiguo was naturally not this little old man's crude tricks, but a young man who got mixed up in the crowd.

Gao Jin, God of Gamblers Gao Jin!
Previously, Du Weiguo accepted the commission of Interpol James to destroy the pirate group entrenched in Songkhla, Siam, and spy on intelligence when passing through Wanlun Mansion.

In Laomao's casino, he once met Gao Jin once. This kid is exceptionally talented and has extraordinary eyesight. He is between ordinary people and capable people.

How should it be quantified?Compared with Du Weiguo's monstrous eyesight, it is naturally not comparable, but compared with Huo Wei, Ellie and the others, it is only a thread away.

At this moment, Gao Jin was wearing a gray shirt, with his waist bowed, and his hair hanging down, covering his forehead like an upside-down watermelon rind.

He also wore a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, which covered his good-looking eyes and handsome appearance, making him inconspicuous among the crowd and disappearing from the crowd.

Just now, in that crowd, the idiot who yelled and knelt down 13 times, lost all his wife's money, and tried to break the boat was naturally him.

This kid is acting as a support at the moment. In jargon, he is the counter general of the Eight Generals of a Thousand Sects.

The orthodox Eight Generals of a Thousand Clans are divided into positive, lifting, negative, tuo, wind, fire, Chu, and rumor, and they are combined into eight generals. Among them, the most powerful are the two generals of pros and cons, and they all rely on gambling skills to make a living.

At that time in Laomao's casino, Gao Jin had just shown his sharpness, high spirits, and a lot of capital. Even in the face of Du Weiguo, he was not afraid at all.

Du Weiguo was somewhat curious. It's been a long time since I saw him. How could the majestic future God of Gamblers have fallen into such a miserable state?

They actually need to rely on street deception to collect money. You must know that the masters of Qianmen are very proud, and they must make a big game.

They don't like this kind of trivial, small-scale street fighting at all, it's embarrassing!

At this moment, except for the red-eyed fat man and Biao's superb acting skills, the other people who eat melons have become cautious and no longer follow the trend to bet.

The old man was not in a hurry, wiped his white goatee, and opened the two large bowls on the left and right at the same time calmly.

This time, the fat man really hit the target. He was so happy that he jumped three feet high, looked at Gao Jin with joy, and spit all over the place:
"Hahaha! Pujie boy, I just said that you are the guiding light, I am really lucky, old man, hurry up and lose money!"

The little old man lowered his head and had just put away the banknotes, but Gao Jin's pupils were filled with blood, and he let out a heart-piercing roar:
"Impossible! Impossible! There is absolutely no reason to be able to open 14 doubles in a row. You are an old man. You must be cheating. I will kill you!"

After finishing speaking, Gao Jin did not know where he took out a shimmering dagger, and rushed towards the old man without hesitation.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Gao Jin's face was ferocious, and he stabbed the old man's stomach with a dagger without hesitation.

"Pfft~"

A penetrating voice sounded, the white knife went in, the red knife came out, blood splashed seven steps on the spot, on the drawn dagger, there was a splash of hot blood, coincidentally it collapsed the fat man's head and face.

"Ah~"

The fat white man and the little old man let out a miserable scream almost at the same time, the old man was in pain, and the fat man was in fright.

And Gao Jin was like a madman at the moment, he didn't care about it, he just stabbed desperately, one knife after another, without stopping, blood sprayed all over the sky, splashing everywhere, the scene was extremely horrifying!
While wailing, the old man covered it with his hands indiscriminately. His whole body looked like a gourd of blood. He struggled desperately to get up, and wrestled with Gao Jin.

"Kill, kill~"

The fat man was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, his crotch was hot for a while, like a woman, he uttered an earth-shattering exclamation, and crawled away.

The faces and bodies of the onlookers were also covered with a lot of blood stains. They were so frightened that they cried for their parents and shouted for their mothers.

While the chickens were flying and the dogs were jumping, the little old man and Gao Jin, the stall owner, retreated into a dark alley behind them while wrestling.

When some daring people ran over to check, the two people had already disappeared without a trace, leaving only a dripping bloody coat on the ground.

After a while, not far from the bar where the accident just happened, about a few roads away, is the head office of Hong Kong Island Nine Kee Beef Brisket.

On the road beside the street, Gao Jin was walking slowly. At this moment, he had already changed into a half-new suit, took off his glasses, combed his hair back neatly, and was carrying a briefcase.

It looked like an ordinary white-collar worker who had just finished working overtime, quite different from the deranged, hysterical gambler just now.

Walking side by side with him was a tall and straight middle-aged man, also wearing a suit and carrying a small suitcase, with gloomy eyes and steady steps.

He is the little old man who was the owner of the gambling stall just now. He has a good disguise method. After removing the disguise, even if he is face to face, he will not be able to recognize him.

At the moment, the middle-aged man was rubbing his neck with a handkerchief impatiently while walking.

On the neck, there were some dazzling red marks, all of which were chicken blood splashed during the acting just now. The middle-aged man cursed impatiently:
"Gao Jin, you bastard, I've told you several times, when stabbing me, the tip of the knife should be pressed down, don't make my head and face covered all over, your ears are stuffed with donkey hair Yet?"

The word "waste" is very harsh, and a trace of resentment flashed in Gao Jin's eyes, his empty fist was clenched violently, and his veins popped out.

The middle-aged man's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of Gao Jin's small movements, he stopped suddenly, threw away the handkerchief, rolled the whites of his eyes, and glanced at him coldly, with a disdainful expression and a playful tone:
"What? Gao Jin, if you want to hit me, just rely on you trash?"

Gao Jin's clenched fists were shaking violently uncontrollably, and the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth curled into a contemptuous smile, his tone became more and more arrogant:

"Hehe, you trash, you just accept your fate, your hand is useless, and your master is dead, now if you want to collect money to treat your woman, you can only ask me."

Gao Jin was poked at the sore spot, Jun's face was flushed, and finally he couldn't help but speak:

"Brother Le, there is a way to steal. We are from a thousand families. We cheat money and dance on the streets every day. Isn't it a bit of a crime?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man named Brother Le was instantly irritated. He spat on Gao Jin's face and cursed:

"Fuck you, Mum! Being a cousin and setting up a memorial archway, what? You bastard, do you really look down on me?
Okay, I'm a scumbag, and you're the proud son of a thousand families, so let's break up at once, and you can find a way to make money yourself in the future. "

A flash of determination flashed in Gao Jin's eyes, he slowly raised his right hand, wiped off the saliva on his face, and slipped down his sleeve, revealing a horrific burn on his arm.

After wiping the saliva, Gao Jin took a deep breath, calmed down, and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, if we don't agree with each other, let's split up, Brother Le, divide the money with me, and I will figure out a way in the future."

Hearing this, Brother Le immediately smiled sullenly:
"Okay! Okay, you bastard, you're so kind, here, this is your share, we'll never see each other again."

Brother Le took out a few banknotes from his pocket, probably worth a few hundred dollars, and slapped Gao Jin viciously on the chest.

Gao Jin's arm was crippled, and he struggled to hold down a few banknotes. His brows frowned, and his tone became cold and hard:
"Brother Le, what do you mean by that? We had agreed to split half and half, and we played 3 games just today, earning more than a few thousand~~"

Brother Le snorted coldly, interrupted him very roughly, and pushed Gao Jin hard:
"Fuck! Hu Jie, I still want to split half and half, Gao Jin, what the hell are you doing here to dream of your mother's spring and autumn? Trash is only worth the price of trash.

Fuck you Eminem!You fucking best get out of here quickly, or don't blame me for being ruthless and crippling your other dog's paw! "

When Brother Le was yelling, he had already touched the back of his waist with his hands, and his eyes were fierce, the threat was self-evident.

Gao Jin's eyes flickered, his eyes were red, his lips were tightly pursed, his body trembled slightly under the rage, but he was powerless.

Longju was played by shrimps in shallow water, and tiger was bullied by dogs in Pingyang.

Gao Jin was injured before due to an accident, and almost died. Now he has recovered from his serious injury and lost his right hand. He really can't beat the brother Le who is nicknamed the ghost hand in front of him.

"Whoo~"

Being under the eaves, he had to lower his head, Gao Jin exhaled a long breath, slowly put away a few banknotes, took a deep look at Brother Le, and turned to leave.

At this moment, at the intersection not far away, a clear and mellow man's voice suddenly sounded, with a teasing tone, full of ridicule:

"Hey, what's wrong with walking so fast? Dude, I haven't seen enough of your Three Immortals Returning to the Cave."

Under the street lamp, Du Weiguo copied his pockets with both hands, strolled in the yard, and walked out slowly. Brother Le's eyes flickered, and he was somewhat surprised.

The moment Gao Jin saw Du Weiguo, Gao Jin was struck by a thunderbolt, his scalp was numb, his mind went blank, and he was stunned.

He recognized Du Weiguo at a glance, and the impression was too deep. He had a glimpse in Wanlun Mansion before.

The first time I tried alone, I met Du Weiguo, who was like a god descending from the earth. He was so scorched by lightning, and his self-confidence was shattered like glass splinters.

He is also from the rivers and lakes, so he naturally knows the great name of the evil god, and he often regrets that he was supercilious and didn't get closer to Du Weiguo.

Now, I have become a waste, and I am so downcast that I can't get any worse. When I suddenly see the still handsome Sha Shen, I am so ashamed that I can't restrain myself, and I am so embarrassed that I want to find a crack in the ground immediately.

Brother Le was also secretly surprised, he is an old man, he is cautious, he thinks that the escape route is perfectly designed, and he is sure that no one will follow along the way.

Du Weiguo looks young, harmless to humans and animals, not like a master, but he can directly call out the trick he just did, which makes him a little confused.

Brother Le stared straight at Du Weiguo as if facing a formidable enemy, his eyes were dark and his tone was low:
"Friend, which way are you on?"

Du Weiguo walked briskly, walked straight in front of Brother Le, still carrying his pockets, and said lazily:

"It's easy to say, easy to say, I'm not a gangster, I'm just passing by to watch the fun, I'm rich and like to gamble, how about it? Brother, do you want to make money?"

When he was speaking, Du Weiguo pulled out a large stack of US dollars from his arms, all of which were hundred-dollar bills, shiny and new, worth more than 1 yuan.

More than 1 U.S. dollars, according to the current exchange rate, is nearly 10 Hong Kong dollars, which is almost equal to the annual income of the ghost hand Ale.

Immortal dancers like him who specialize in cheating on the streets pay attention to not opening for three years and eating for three years after opening. It is impossible to fix it every day. Every time they work for a while, they have to disappear for a while.

Ale is greedy and regards money as his life. Although he can't figure out Du Weiguo's heel, he doesn't know what is going on, so he is somewhat jealous.

But when he saw such a thick stack of US dollars, his eyes turned red, and all his worries flew to the sky.

"How is it? Brother, do you want to play a game?"

Du Weiguo urged with a smile, put the money back into his arms, and A Le glanced at it reluctantly.

Suppressing greed, he touched his chin subconsciously:

"Little brother, it seems that you are also in the same industry? What's the matter? A little bit itchy?"

Subconsciously, Ah Le regarded Du Weiguo as a young old man who had just entered the rivers and lakes. When asking questions, he even made a gesture unique to Qianmen, which is called pandao.

Although Du Weiguo couldn't understand A Le's hand gestures, he could make a rough guess. He curled his lips and replied with a smile:

"It doesn't count, there used to be people in the family who knew these ways, but now they have all left the country and started business.

When I was young, I learned two skills from my elders. Just now I saw my brother's superb craftsmanship, and I felt a little itchy. "

Hearing Du Weiguo's casually made-up reason, Brother Le immediately decided that Ganqing is an idiot who doesn't know the depth of it.

It is easy for him to get money, he has all kinds of drugs, food, drink, whoring, gambling, and he is used to squandering lavishly. Recently, his savings have been exhausted, so he has to go out to hunt for food. It is the time when he is hungry and thirsty.

Seeing that Du Weiguo is just an immature rookie with a lot of money, he couldn't help being greedy, his eyes flickered:
"Little brother, how do you want to play? Or the Three Immortals Returning to the Cave?"

The corners of Du Weiguo's mouth slightly curled up:

"Heh, the Three Immortals return to the cave, and there are both balls and bowls. It's really troublesome. Brother, why don't we just play with three cards."

Toss three, as the name suggests, is three poker cards, flip the cards face down, and blindly select a specified one of the cards.

This gambling technique is similar to the Three Immortals Returning to the Cave. It's a game of hands and eyesight, but the gameplay is simpler and more direct, and it happens to be Ah Le's specialty.

Recently, he has used thousands of geniuses to make great progress, calling and calling, which made Ah Le a little swollen, and he was very confident in his own methods and techniques.

Hearing this, his eyes lit up immediately, a flash of unconcealable greed flashed, and his tone was excited:
"Okay, just play three cards!"

Gao Jin has regained his composure now, looking coldly at Ah Le's confident attitude, and Du Weiguo's face, he was angry and funny, and couldn't help showing a pitiful expression.

"Heh, this big fool, street boy, he is going to die today. The man with a warm smile in front of him is not a thug, let alone a sheep, he is a real evil spirit!"

Diagonally opposite Jiuji Beef Brisket, not far away, there is an inconspicuous three-story hotel, but the name of the hotel is aggressive, called Lijing Hotel.

On the third floor of the hotel, a room next to the mountain, this is the place where Le Ge stayed temporarily, the area is small, the decoration is simple, and it is barely clean.

At this moment, under the dim light, Le Ge and Du Weiguo were sitting face to face at a table with three upside down poker cards.

Brother Le had a happy expression, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and said in a relaxed tone: "Little brother, come on, please place your bet!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Du Weiguo lazily leaned on the chair, casually throwing a dozen dollar bills in front of a playing card:
"Come on, let's go!"

Brother Le smiled, and unhurriedly turned over the card that Du Weiguo bet on, the 3 of diamonds, not the designated ace of spades.

"Hey hey, little brother, your luck tonight is not very good. How about it? Do you want to continue?"

This time, Brother Le has already won 3 games in a row, probably worth more than 3000 US dollars.

Du Weiguo smiled disapprovingly, exhaled smoke, and said calmly, "Of course, come on, continue."

"Okay! Little brother bring the seeds!"

Le Ge gave Du Weiguo a thumbs up in a hypocritical manner, gave a perfunctory compliment, and even opened the Ace of Spades to show Du Weiguo.

Then, he turned the three cards upside down again, and after a dazzled operation, he made a slightly frivolous gesture of invitation:

"Little brother, please."

Du Weiguo stubbed out the cigarette butt, turned his head and glanced at Gao Jin, and suddenly asked him a question:
"Are you friends?"

Gao Jin also followed, and A Le didn't care about such a useless person at all, so he didn't refuse. At this moment, he was suddenly called, and his expression froze, he quickly shook his head and denied:

"No."

"relative?"

"No."

"Same door?"

"Uh, no."

Hearing the sudden conversation between Du Weiguo and Gao Jin, Brother Le was a little confused and suspicious, but he didn't wait for him to react and ask.

"Stud!"

Du Weiguo suddenly smashed the rest of the ten thousand US dollars on a card, and then quickly opened the other two hole cards, which were the 3 of diamonds and the 5 of clubs.

Du Weiguo chuckled lightly:
"Hey, it seems that I was lucky in this last hand, and I hit it. Come on, brother Le, lose money."

"You pretend to be a pig~~ah~"

Brother Le's eyes showed a fierce look, he let out a low growl, and groped his hand to the back of his waist. He wanted to turn his face and play tricks, but he only stretched his hand halfway.

A sharp and cold light flashed across suddenly, Ah Le's right hand was cut off at the wrist by the Xiao Tang Dao who came through the air, and his growl turned into a wail.

Damn, if you dare to be cruel in front of the evil god, isn't this just pure death?

An ace of spades that was severed by the wrist slipped out of A Le's sleeve, and immediately there was glaring blood splashing everywhere.

Du Weiguo's face was as deep as water, and his tone was harsh: "Chopping hands out of thousands, should this rule be correct?" (End of this chapter)