Urban Super Soldier King

Han Fei is playing in front of the slot machine. The sound of coins clattering is much more exciting than the sound of notes shaking.

At this time, someone patted Han Fei on the shoulder behind him, turned his head and looked at Li Guoshun with a dull face.

"Brother, I'm lucky. I've never seen a tiger make so much money." Li Guoshun said enviously.

In the whole field, Li Guoshun's only two rows of slot machines are familiar with and used to. But every time he holds a heavy coin, he just listens to it.

Li Guoshun always thinks that slot machines are money swindlers. Every time he just passes the time to play, he doesn't have to spend money on his own. But when he sees that someone can make the slot machines spit out so much money, he still has a twitch in his heart. This is the gap between people!

Li Guoshun took a cursory look. Half of the more than 20 slot machines have vomited. The coins are piled together, at least a hundred kilograms! Even if people earn so much money, they can't take it back. Even if it's converted into paper money, it's a huge project just to count these coins.

Just as Li Guoshun was thinking about it, Han Fei's slot machine was also on, and the clattering coins flooded out, and the onlookers around were even numb.

Han Fei said with a smile, "brother Li, what's the matter?"

Li Guoshun swallowed subconsciously and said, "Dao wants to see you."

Han Fei understood, then took out two chips from his hand and put them in the girl's mask beside him, saying: "your tip, go."

Han Fei said in the girl's butt patted a, this just got up ready to leave.

That girl is a bit dull. The two chips add up to 200000. The more they are in such an occasion, the more they know how to choose.

Tipping for nouveau riche, woodlouse is one thousand or two thousand, that is called tyrant, as for the more generous, and one hundred million and twenty thousand of the blow down, immediately clean up and change to dry daddy.

As for a girl like Han Fei who gives 200000 yuan as soon as he makes a move, the girl is flustered. The money can't be taken casually. If it's not good, she may be killed.

"Boss, I can't take the money." The girl was not dazed by the money, so she put the two chips back on the table.

Han Fei said with a smile, "you can take what you've got. People can afford to open such a big market, and they will love the one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand."

Han Fei said and waved to the camera on the wall. Brother Dao in front of the screen was a little surprised. At the same time, the security guard told him the truth.

Brother Dao had mixed feelings in his heart. He pointed to the woman beside him and said something. The latter immediately went out.

The whole field here belongs to brother Dao. Without his permission, no one can take a cent out of him. Similarly, if he sticks the money into one's hand, no one dares to say no.

In this way, the girl who was knocked unconscious by the pie took a bank card with 200000 yuan in it and went out with an uncertain face. Before she left, she specially looked at Han Fei and wanted to remember the appearance of the noble man in her heart.

Relative to the girl's vibration, Han Fei's face is clear and light, and even doesn't remember what the girl looks like.

With a wave, Han Fei and Li Guoshun fight in an entertainment room under the guidance of the security guard in black. Before they enter the room, they hear the sound of billiards.

When they walked in, they saw a man with a bare upper body playing billiards. As soon as they came in, the man immediately stopped and followed the club.

"Brother Guoshun, play two games?" The man familiar said.

Li Guoshun laughed: "knife, you know I don't like to play this hand, don't make fun of me."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Han Fei knew that the man in front of him was the knife Li Guoshun was going to introduce to him.

Han Fei took a glance. The knife looked twenty-seven or eighty-eight, and his face was very resolute. He had a standard tough look. There was a scar on his chest from his left shoulder to his lower abdomen. Maybe this is the origin of his nickname "brother Dao".

Dao Zi's height is about 1.8 meters, and his figure is very big. Although he always has a smile on his face, there is always a fierce anger between his eyebrows. Compared with Chen Hu's unsophisticated elder brother on the road, he is the one in front of him!

Maybe it's because he's retired from the world these years and has a comfortable life. Dao Zi's figure is obviously getting fat, and his slightly bulging beer belly makes him look more like the little boss of a roadside grocery store. He belongs to the kind who mixed up with the society in his early years and then became a good man.

"Two games, brother?" Knife then handed the club to Han Fei, Han Fei is not humble, directly grasp the club in his hand.

"Fancy or snooker?" The knife opens a way.

"At will." Han Fei said with indifference, and then added, "but it's no fun just playing, do you have to add some color?"

Don't talk about knives. Even Li Guoshun, who was sitting smoking, was stunned when he heard this. He had to make a lot of money on this occasion. Isn't that a joke?

Li Guoshun can't react. Instead, he laughs bitterly and says, "brother, my family has just been taken away by you on the gambling table. You are going to make a big splash, but you are going to make me poor as a pair of underpants."

Dao Zi still has a sense of humor, or the marginalization of wash white over the years has made him a lot more tactful. Han Fei said with a smile, "how do you know if you don't play two games? Anyway, there's still a little time at the moment. It's just to give you a little space to think and add some color. It can also help you make up your mind, can't it?"

Han Fei said with a smile, and then motioned to let the knife go first. The knife was also impolite. He directly picked up the club and went to the table.

From the first shot of the knife, Han Fei felt that he was a little too big.

I thought the knife was boring. I played table tennis to kill time. I was half an amateur. It would be nice to get one or two balls into the hole under ten strokes. But look at the way he is holding the club now

Professional, too damn professional, from the waist to grip and hit the ball, even professional athletes can not be more perfect than he did, this pole down, there are two billiards into the hole.

"I haven't played billiards for a long time. My hands are a little raw." The knife said with a smile, then the club gently forward, and another billiard ball into the hole.

Han Fei is a little bit uneasy. This guy is a pig and a tiger at all. Especially when he said that he was born recently, he pretended to be home!

It's like some people say that they are determined to hang up after the exam, and they are ready for the next year's revision, but as soon as the score comes out, the dog day test is higher than anyone else!

With each ball sharp into the hole, knife's face becomes more and more high spirited, the corners of the mouth also don't feel exposed a smile, Han Fei finally expected that he was overcast.

On the other hand, Li Guoshun, who smokes calmly, seems to be not surprised by the skill of the knife. Han Fei, together with Li Guoshun, also curses him. He wants to see himself make a fool of himself. No, he doesn't even tell himself in advance.

Finally, when the knife hit the tenth shot, a small mistake gave Han Fei a chance to start.

This knife is really a master. I don't know whether it was his real fault or a flaw deliberately revealed for fear of losing too ugly.

Han Fei himself knows that his skill is just the middle and upper level on the roadside stand, and playing is just for entertainment. He can't compete with a guy like Dao who is more professional than a professional player.

"Anyway, there was no one else present. Was there a recording or a written document at that time? What was said can be taken back at any time." Han Fei comforted himself that he didn't do such a shameless thing again.

Just as Han Fei was ready to take off, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open. The loud noise distracted Han Fei, and he suddenly took off the pole!

On such an occasion, there is nothing urgent. No one who doesn't open his eyes will rush in without knocking on the door.

The three turned around and looked around. A security guard in black came quickly and said anxiously: "brother Dao, no, some of the big brothers upstairs have feuds with each other. After sitting for a long time, many of them have been fighting. Do you think they are going out of town?"

The knife heard this, and it was like water. What was the mediator of the past? Friends from both sides would sell a face, and never said that someone strike violently on his site, which means that someone is giving him eye drops.

"Don't worry. Let's finish this table first." The knife forcibly suppresses the anger in the heart, complexion complex saw Han Fei one eye, in the heart slightly some wavered.