The hot-blooded neighborhood will eventually become king

I changed the small steel ball for 1,000 yuan at random, chose an idle machine and started playing.

Just now, I also saw a few gamblers playing small steel balls, and it was simple.

With a slight memory in his mind, he put the steel ball in his hand.

"Jingle bell, the game is on, jingle bell..."

The machine in front of him made a pleasant ringtone, and according to the method in his impression, his eyes were fixed on the screen, and he rotated the button to adjust the angle.

"Chirp~"

Many small steel balls were hammered from below, and they quickly crossed under the reaction force, entered the highest place, and fell freely.

The sound of the steel balls and the nails colliding, and the steel balls collided between the nails.

One by one, the steel balls fell quickly, but none of the steel balls entered the hole.

"Shall I go?"

Seeing this result, Lin Qingshuo instantly felt that something was wrong.

"I don't believe it anymore. "

Rotate the button again.

Another group of steel balls fell, and in Lin Qingshuo's expectant gaze, a steel ball finally entered.

The panel in the middle of the screen begins to transform, and the blood-pumping animation plays, music plays, and colorful neon lights flicker.

The number 3 appeared first, then 3, and finally, a number 2 slowly appeared in Lin Qingshuo's expectant gaze.

"!"

the consolation prize fell with a bang, and the "ding" sound of the steel ball gave a strong psychological pleasure.

Lin Qingshuo comforted himself, didn't he win a little, although he lost a lot in general, but there are losses and wins that are called games, isn't it?

So, the power is more sufficient, and he turned the button again, and many small steel balls fell.

And then....

Well, the machine played music for a short time and then there was no sound, and nothing else was fart.

I don't believe in evil, and I launched it again, and I succeeded in listening to it again.

Again and again, round after round, except for one time at the beginning, the rest have not been in.

So this game is really a cheat, a lot of money is sprinkled into it, just to listen to it.

There is also the sound of sighing and sighing all the time, and even more, with red eyes, constantly taking out money, money...

No wonder so many people are bankrupt because of gambling, just a small steel ball is so addictive.

used up the last small steel ball in his hand, sighed slightly, and didn't want to waste money, so he stopped in time.

You should never touch anything that is harmful to people...

turned around and left the small steel ball shop, and at the moment when he stepped out of the steel ball shop, the two people behind him secretly glanced at each other, nodded, and followed out of the small steel ball shop.

Out of the steel ball shop, I looked at the time, I felt that it was almost over, and I returned the same way to pick up the car and pick up people.

The land with a bigger bean is not far away, but it is not close, and there are scenes of bad bullying of honest people in the dark corners along the way.

In this regard, Lin Qingshuo had no waves in his heart, it was none of his business, he didn't want to, and he didn't want to cause some trouble.

But Murphy's Law is a law that exists in all parts of the world, he doesn't look for trouble, but trouble always finds him.

No, the trouble is coming.

"Hey, boy," a yellow haired man stopped Lin Qingshuo with a few people, his nostrils pointed to the sky, and said arrogantly: "Give my brother a few gold coins and flowers?"

There were also a few messy footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, he felt a little familiar, shook his head, and didn't think much about it.

Huang Mao on the opposite side saw that his own people were also coming from behind, his expression became more and more arrogant, and his nostrils were even more eager to be inserted into the sky.

"See, boy, the one behind is also my person, get acquainted, spit out some gold coins to us, otherwise... Hum. The

people around him also followed Huang Mao to create a threat.

"Boy, hurry up.

"See what this is? This is a knife, be careful to let the white knife go in and the yellow knife come out." Suddenly

, a group of people burst into laughter.

"Give the money quickly!" Huang Mao saw that the brothers around him were creating a prestige for himself, and the whole person crossed his hands on his waist, and his tail was about to rise to the sky.

"Then come here, I'll spit out some gold coins for you. Seeing this, Lin Qingshuo smiled slightly and said.

Huang Mao couldn't help but smile proudly when he saw Lin Qingshuo know each other like this.

Reaching forward, he was even thinking about how to spend the money.

Is it to spoil the apricots, or to spoil the beauty, thinking about it, the whole face showed a smile on the file, and the corners of the mouth hung a trace of saliva.

"he~tui"

Lin Qingshuo's throat moved, and he spit out a mouthful of eighty-two-year-old phlegm.

The surrounding bad eyes followed this phlegm in the air and crossed a parabola and fell into Huang Mao's palm.

"Good ball!" the crowd couldn't help but applaud.

Lin Qingshuo also nodded with satisfaction, yes, the accuracy is still stable, and I won't be afraid in the future.

Hey, don't say it, after this thick phlegm was spit out, the whole person felt a lot more comfortable, his waist was no longer sore, his head was no longer painful, his spirit was rejuvenated, and the whole person's mood was a lot better.

But the yellow hair on the other side was not in a beautiful mood, and the figure that was still moving forward was firmly rooted in place.

The body was stiff, and the whole person looked at the mouthful of thick phlegm in his hand sluggishly, and his whole face turned green.

Dumbfounded, he stood still.

A second....

Two seconds....

"Ahh

"Hey!"

the whole person bent over and vomited.

Seeing this, Lin Qingshuo said leisurely: "How about it, are you satisfied with the gold coin you spit out? This is the gold coin I have saved for a long time..."

Lin Qingshuo glanced at Huang Mao with disgust, and how could the surrounding junior brothers endure their own boss being insulted like this?

And then... Just a minute later.

"Wow~ It hurts!" "

Ahhh

Just like that, Lin Qingshuo is the only one who can stand... No, there is also the yellow hair that vomits on the side holding on to the corner.

Slowly walked to Huang Mao's side and said loudly: "Don't vomit, it's not disgusting." The

sudden sound startled Huang Mao, and he was so excited that he vomited onto his shoes.

"Your stomach is really big," he couldn't help but complain when he saw that he was still vomiting yellow hair.

After staying for a long time, Huang Mao stopped vomiting, and when he turned around, he saw someone sitting on a chair behind him playing with his mobile phone, and looked again.

"Huh?"

rubbed his eyes and looked again.

With a "swoop", the already miserable face became even whiter.

My little brother is lying on the ground, why? It can't be because the ground is cool...

It must have been knocked to the ground, and there was only one enemy here, who was the one who knocked it down, do you still need to think about it?

His eyes trembled and looked at the man sitting on the stool playing with his mobile phone as if nothing had happened.

Well, it's good, I tortured my own men, and there was not a trace of injury.

Huang Mao felt that he had to admit his mistake with great sincerity.

Maybe it was the afterglow that caught Huang Mao's movements, or maybe it was the sound that Huang Mao was no longer vomiting.

Lin Qingshuo raised his head leisurely, showed a kind smile, and said

, "Tell me, who asked you to come?"