The reborn tyrant rises

Chapter 409: Reincarnation

Just now, a few people were so fascinated by the game, Zhao Fengrui turned around immediately.

Recognizing who this expressionless young man is, immediately.

He stood up cautiously.

“Su, President Su.”

He waved his hand to indicate that the other party should not be nervous, Su Pingnan took the poker handed by someone and smiled, “Do you need a lottery?”

Zhao Fengrui was an honest man, and was oppressed by Su Pingnan’s aura, so nervous he would only shake his head desperately.

What a joke.

Everyone is curious about how much money Su Pingnan has all day long. Although we don’t know the exact number, there is no doubt that it is absolutely too many to scare people to death.

A leak in the crevices of other people’s fingers is enough for him for a lifetime, and the strange luck of losing money makes Zhao Fengrui dare to play the lottery.

If you lose, it doesn’t matter if you have the heart to jump from the car.

Seeing Zhao Fengrui’s refusal, Su Pingnan smiled and said, “Then don’t play.”

He doesn’t like to gamble, and he proposed the lottery because he was afraid that the person would refuse. Hearing that he was unwilling, he naturally wouldn’t force it.

Su Pingnan began to shuffle the cards. During the interval between his shuffling, a few people around him started talking about Zhao Fengrui’s strange luck. After hearing it, Su Pingnan felt incredible.

“playing what”

Su Pingnan shuffled the cards.

He knows a few tricks, which he learned unintentionally in another time and space, but in this game Su Pingnan shuffled the cards normally and put them on the table.

“casual.”

Zhao Fengrui swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously.

He didn’t know why Su Pingnan, a big man, asked himself to play cards, but it really didn’t matter to him what he played, anyway, he always relied on luck.

“it is good.”

Su Pingnan started to deal cards, he wanted to see if this man named Zhao Fengrui was really as evil as he said.

In the first sentence, Su Pingnan lost.

The second sentence, the result remains the same.

After changing three ways in a row, the two played five games, and Su Pingnan didn’t win a single one.

“interesting.”

Su Pingnan was really surprised, he saw that the opponent didn’t count the cards, and his level was very ordinary.

Losing yourself to the opponent is simply because the opponent’s cards are too incomprehensible.

“Otherwise, Su is finally done”

After winning five games in a row, Zhao Fengrui was a little uneasy, for fear that Su Pingnan would become angry.

Su Pingnan smiled and shook his head, shuffled the cards and signaled Zhao Fengrui to draw first, “One per person is bigger.”

This time Su Pingnan cheated, he got the biggest spade to the ninth card, because he saw if someone was really lucky to be like this.

Perhaps it was Su Pingnan’s tone and expression that seemed serious, and Zhao Fengrui was even more nervous.

With trembling hands, Zhao Fengrui took a card away without any thought, and before he could lift it, Su Pingnan waved his hand.

“gone.”

Nodding at Zhao Fengrui and the others, Su immediately.

, looked at this ordinary railway employee with some meaningful eyes, and felt that this guy was indeed a bit evil.

Don’t open the mystery, Zhao Fengrui’s catch Su Pingnan was very interesting, what he caught in his hand happened to be the ninth card, which was the black he deliberately shuffled to himself, so he had already lost.

Su Pingnan came and went quickly, leaving only a few people looking at each other standing there at a loss.

Looking at Su Pingnan’s back in the distance, several people could not think of what kind of madness this Tiannan boss was inexplicably smoking.

Now, Zhao Fengrui opened the compartment door and put down the pedal, shouting hoarsely to maintain order.

Because it is not big, the number of passengers who get off the bus is far less than the number of passengers who get on the bus, and the scene is a bit chaotic for a while.

“Zhao Fengrui”A tall man with a black suit and a sturdy expression looked at him and said.

“it’s me.”

Zhao Fengrui nodded, he was still gasping for breath when he spoke.

“Call me when you finish the ride.”

The man handed him a business card and made a phone call gesture: “You are lucky, the boss thinks you are good.”

After the man finished speaking, he got on a black off-road vehicle under Zhao Fengrui’s gaze, and soon the convoy of all black off-road vehicles drove away from his sight.

The train started slowly, and the man Zhao Fengrui was sitting in the small studio handed him his business card.

What caught his eye was a pattern that he felt extremely arrogant.

A black dragon with a ferocious face is entrenched in the void, and the dragon’s two front claws are grasping the earth, and the feeling of contempt is blowing.

Below the pattern is a line of phone numbers and names.

Fairview Group, Du Jiu.

The train is still roaring forward, just like life.

No matter what you are doing or doing, time never stops because of anything.

Four days later, an old man with a hunched waist walked out of the long-distance bus station in Eren Town, Chahar District, Prairie Province.

The old man doesn’t dress like a local, but speaks an authentic local dialect.

After getting off the bus, the old man walked alone in the yellow sand for a long time, and finally stopped at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative.

“Big Brother.”

The old man pointed to the supply and marketing cooperative, and asked a few other old men who were squatting in the shelter next door, “This is the old mansion of Mr. Buren.”

Even though it was morning, the Mongolian old man raised his head, which was already drunk and dazed, and his cloudy eyes flashed with surprise, “Yes, it was later turned into a public company, and it was changed to a supply and marketing cooperative.”

“The gates are broken”

The old Maitreya sighed that the first time he picked up the gun and pulled the trigger on Mr. Buren was still vivid in his mind.

“It was dismantled early.”

The Mongolian old man answered, got up and poured a glass of wine for the old Maitreya, “Listen to you, you have been to Erren before”

The wine is very strong, like fire.

After taking a sip, the old Maitreya let out a long sigh of relief: “Comfortable.”

The Mongolian old man smiled and poured another cup for the old Maitreya. There is no one among them who are too old to drink.

Old Maitreya raised his glass, but didn’t immediately.

After drinking it, he squinted at the town shrouded in the yellow sand and sighed.

“Go home.”

From this day on, Eren, a small town with only 6,000 people, has an old man who is about to die.

The old man was rich, and he stubbornly paid three times the price to buy a yard located in the northwest of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Only occasionally in the dead of night, I would hear the old man humming the old Mongolian long tune with an old and hoarse song.

According to several long-lived old people who are still alive, this is the song that the most athletic man in Nadam used to sing when he returns home after winning the championship.

No one knows what happened to the old man in his life, did he have… a woman he liked, did he have… children.

Born in Sri Lanka, died in Sri Lanka.

Liu Sangou, who left home at the age of 18 and lived on the streets for 60 years, feels that he has completed the reincarnation of his life here.

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