Want to get rich, wash and sleep

“Snap!”

Mr. Tang applauded, “Brother Hao good means, Director Liu now do you have any questions?” ”

Willow Bai stopped talking with a black face.

“Brother Hao, I’ll trouble you tomorrow.” Mr. Tang got up and gave a salute.

Wang Hao smiled slightly, “Don’t worry, Mr. Tang, you will do your best.” ”

……

The next day at noon.

Sun-drenched, hilltop villa in Kowloon Hill, Hong Kong.

On both sides of the door stood a row of men in black, the gate opened, and two Rolls-Royces slowly drove in.

In the car sat Mr. Tang, Wang Hao and Wang Jun.

Wang Hao’s eyes scanned the window.

The courtyard is a Suzhou garden-style, full of bodyguards, estimated to be seventy or eighty, each with a big wolf dog in his hand.

It’s a bit like coming to the underworld lair.

At this time, a room on the second floor of the villa.

There is a gambling table in the middle, and there are three people sitting, namely the “gambling king” Jin Ming in Tang costume, the black foreigner “gambler” Felick, and the Japanese “oni hand” Yamamoto Ichiro wearing a kimono and glasses.

There were more than twenty black-clad bodyguards standing around, and they didn’t know whether they were protecting them or monitoring them.

Seventy or eighty bigwigs from all walks of life were already in place on the left side, but there were only three people sitting in the first row, a fat man from the Celestial Empire, a blond foreigner, and a Japanese.

They are the owners of the other three casinos competing for the cards this time.

At this time, the door opened, and Mr. Tang led the way in.

Followed by Wang Hao, Wang Jun.

“Boss He, Mr. Smith, Mr. Nakai, let you wait for a long time.” Mr. Tang walked to the spectator and greeted the three people in the first row.

Wang Hao, on the other hand, sat down at the gambling table with a big grin, “Hey, good noon everyone!” ”

Jin Ming looked at him coldly.

“Hey!” The black man made a neck rubbing motion on him.

“Hello!” Just the Japanese are slightly more normal, but with a color in his hand, he is spinning around.

When the crowd gathered, the gamble began.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a national character face, thick eyebrows, and a black tuxedo, came to the gambling table, he was the dealer this time.

As soon as he appeared, Wang Hao heard the discussion from the spectators, and faintly heard “the last gambling god”, “the old killer”, “the first master of Lisboa casino”…

This dealer is not small!

“I am Liu Bing, the chief dealer of Lisboa Casino, and the dealer of your gambling.” Wang Bing introduced himself expressionlessly.

After a pause, Liu Bing glanced at the four people seated, “This gamble depends on their own skills, but so far, no one has ever made a difference in front of me.” ”

Wang Hao smiled.

The other three scoffed.

“The game is very simple, Lingha, each person has $1 billion, and he leaves the game after losing.”

Liu Bing said, and four bodyguards sent Wang Hao and the four of them $1 billion in chips.

Then give Wang Hao a deck of playing cards to each of them and let them check the cards.

Jin Ming, Felick, and Yamamoto shuffled various fancy cards and won applause from the house.

Applause continued.

Wang Hao smiled and threw the poker directly to the dealer.

“Whatever you wash, I win anyway.”

Wang Hao is extremely confident, because in his dreams, he is an omnipotent god, no matter what gambling god, gambling king, and gambling bully you are, you must all stop.

The verification is over and the dealer begins to deal the cards.

Jin Ming a square 7.

Black Flick a red peach K.

The Japanese Yamamoto is a plum blossom 9.

Wang Hao A of spades, the largest card.

“Mr. Wang, you have the biggest card, you speak.” The dealer gestured to Wang Hao.

“Uncle, answered the phone, uncle answered the phone…” At this moment, a childish mobile phone rang.

Everyone looked at Wang Hao.

In front of everyone’s eyes, Wang Hao took out his mobile phone and answered, “Hey, Beibei, what’s wrong?” …… I miss my uncle! ”

Make no mistake!

This guy is calling in such a serious gambling game?

The people at the onlookers widened their glasses and were very surprised, even Mr. Tang smiled, “This Hao brother is not an ordinary person!” ”

“Okay, Babe, you wait for me at home, and my uncle will come back to play with you after getting a few villains.” Wang Hao said without anyone beside him.

On the other side, Jin Ming looked at him and couldn’t help frowning.

“Fak!” The black man scolded.

When the words fell, Wang Hao hung up the phone and said with a slight smile: “I’m sorry everyone, I don’t have much time to play slowly with you, my little princess called me to go back, so it’s – stud!”

All the chips were pushed out.

Brush brush brush ~~

The eyes of the audience were focused on Wang Hao.

“The boss is awesome!” Behind Mr. Tang, Wang Jun shouted excitedly.

“Young people are very angry.” He Fatzi, the owner of the Sands Casino, said with a smile.

“A game is determined by the winner, it is simply sharp, and it saves time.” Mr. Tang smiled and appreciated Wang Hao more and more.

At the table.

‘Gambling King’ Jin Ming sneered, grabbed two chips casually and threw them in, and then pushed out all the chips with him.

Stud too.

The ‘gambler’ was watching with his own cards, a little hesitant.

“Dude, everyone’s time is precious, don’t you have to go home to cook and bring the children? A shuttle, a loser to go home early. Wang Hao said mockingly.

“Yellow-skinned monkey, you’re going to die!” The sneered.

The words fell, and stud too.

There was only one last Japanese left, expressionless, and continued to turn the dice in his hand.

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