Chapter 135 Why bother asking when you already know?

Chapter 135 Why bother asking when you already know?

With two guns pointed at his vitals, Hong Guang's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and sat on the chair with a slight smile.

Pretending!

Liao Wenjie was very sure that if he had difficulty with his legs and feet and needed a cane to walk, he would still smile and maintain his grace even when someone pointed a gun at his head.

It doesn't matter if you can't beat him, you can't be timid in terms of momentum, you must pretend what you need to pretend.

"Miss Qi, who else is there? The two of you have done too much killing and are haunted by evil spirits without even realizing it. If you don't restrain yourself in the future, I'm afraid... you won't end up well."

Liao Wenjie pointed between his eyebrows. Billy and Qimeng were surrounded by several wandering ghosts. They were either shot in the head or covered in blood. Looking at the grimace and the ferocious brows, I can imagine that he was not a good person in life, and died because of some shady activities.

Both Billy and Qimeng were like this. As the leader, Hong Guang naturally had more ghosts entangled around him.

These ghosts died in the hands of three people. They had grievances but were not strong enough to turn into ghosts seeking their lives. Frightened by the evil auras of the three people, they could only stare at them. No one dared to get too close.

I still agree with that sentence, if people are cruel enough, ghosts will tremble when they see them.

Bang bang!

Liao Wenjie clapped his hands twice and recited the "God's Curse to Purify Heaven and Earth". The ghosts immediately fled in panic and hid outside the bar.

"Don't grin at me, complain, or seek revenge. I won't interfere in your grievances."

Liao Wenjie looked out the window of the bar, glanced at the aggrieved ghosts, and snorted coldly: "But you can't enter this bar. Everyone is not a good person. Anyone who dares to take a step forward will never be reincarnated."

"..."x3

Hong Guang and the others had expressionless faces. When Liao Wenjie clapped, they felt a lot warmer around them, and their shoulders were not as heavy as before, so...

Suddenly it got a little cold again.

Meng Luo carefully glanced outside the bar and leaned closer to Liao Wenjie. Although she didn't see anything, it didn't affect her fear.

"Mr. Liao, who are you talking to?"

"Mr. Hong, you are a smart man, why bother asking questions when you already know something?"

Liao Wenjie replied with a smile and added: "I usually don't take action, but the offer is one million. The three of you will receive three million in favor."

"..."

After a brief silence, Liao Wenjie said to Hong Guang with a dark face: "I am a businessman, and my customers are God. Since Mr. Hong has become my customer, I will definitely not neglect you like he did just now..."

"I only play cards with friends, and the rules must not be broken. But I can't refuse a client's kind invitation. Well, I have a friend who likes playing cards very much. If Mr. Hong is interested, I can call him over. Let me play a few games with you."

Your friend, could it be you?

Hong Guang was suspicious and asked: "Mr. Liao, how is your...friend's gambling skills?"

"It's amazing. In all my life, I have never seen anyone more unreasonable than him!"

Liao Wenjie said truthfully: "To put it bluntly, even if the 'God of Gambling' Gao Jin is in front of you, he will lose everything in just one night."

Gao Jin is a legend in the gambling world. He has never suffered a defeat since his debut. How could anyone let him lose everything?

Hong Guang didn't believe it, and he believed that Liao Wenjie's friend was himself. He didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he skipped the topic and said, "Mr. Liao, to be honest, I'm here to visit today, and there is one more thing I want to ask you for advice."

"There is a fee."

"That's right, I'm also a businessman."

Hong Guang's eyes twitched, he took out his checkbook from his jacket pocket, and after writing, he tore off a page: "As a small tribute, Mr. Liao will take this for tea."

Liao Wenjie snapped his fingers and told Meng Luo to stop standing there and go over to collect the check.

The Gambling King Competition is about to start, and Hong Guang will be very sad in the future. If he doesn't make his money now, he may not be able to make it in the future.

Meng Luo stepped forward and picked up the check. When she saw the five million on it, her heart trembled and she felt that Liao Wenjie was even more handsome.

Liao Wenjie took the check and flicked it with his finger: "Mr. Hong is indeed a businessman. The price is very fair. What question do you want to ask?"

"In this World Gambling King Competition, I have a rival, and he has recruited a master of special powers."

Hong Guang's face showed fear: "I want to know if Mr. Liao has any method to deal with this kind of person. If so, what are the chances of winning?"

There really is.

In the white paper, the second half of Gao Jin's handbook contains his methods for dealing with special functions. As long as you master the mind and mind skills, you can interfere with or even interrupt the opponent's special functions.

However, this method cannot be taught to Hong Guang. Once he learns it, he will become the next god of gambling. Hong Guang's small amount of money is not enough to pay the tuition fee.

"I'm a Taoist priest and I don't know much about super powers, but I understand one thing. Only super powers can defeat super powers. There is still plenty of time. Mr. Hong can definitely find an expert to help."

"That's it?"

Hong Guang showed dissatisfaction. Only super powers can defeat super powers. He also understood this truth, but time was short. Where could he find a second master of super powers?

Being pointed at two guns, he could only endure the dissatisfaction. He said goodbye, put up his crutches with both hands, and walked out of the bar step by step.

Liao Wenjie couldn't bear to see that the old man was old and had inconvenient legs and feet. He took back the restraints on Qimeng and Billy and waved his hands for them to follow quickly.

Hold on, don't give Hong Guang a chance to fall at the door.

Qimeng walked at the end and looked back at Meng Luo, who was just like her, and then smiled at Liao Wenjie, affectionate and meaningful.

Liao Wenjie: "..."

He was so petty, and he didn't forget to plot against him before leaving.

"Meng Luo, don't be fooled. Before I met you, she and I were inseparable. It was definitely not because I didn't catch her that I retreated to find you."

"No need to explain, that woman has no good intentions and can't deceive me."

Meng Luo nodded, then reacted and said angrily: "Why, in your mind, am I that kind of stupid woman?"

Yes!

"Definitely not. I'm just afraid that you'll think too much and fall into her trap, and draw a line with me in a fit of anger. She'll take advantage of the situation and chase me fiercely. I won't reject girls, so in desperation, I just I can obey her."

Liao Wenjie raised his hand to take Meng Luo into his arms, and knocked on the gambling table in front of him: "This table is too unlucky. I'll find someone to chop it down and use it as firewood tomorrow."

"It's a good table, and it doesn't cost any money. It's such a waste to throw it away."

Meng Luo calculated: "The World Gambling King Competition is about to begin. Setting up a table at the bar can also catch the heat and attract some popularity."

"That makes sense, but you can't bet money with other people, do you understand?"

"No, my luck at poker is too bad. When I play mahjong with my friends, I lose more than I win..."

Speaking of this, Meng Luo suddenly remembered something and said excitedly: "Ajie, do you really know the God of Gamblers and have a good relationship with him?"

"A common friend, Gao Jin's girlfriend died unexpectedly and his house was haunted in the middle of the night. I helped him solve the trouble."

"Haunted..."

Meng Luo glanced out the window of the bar and subconsciously grabbed Liao Wenjie's clothes.

"It's getting late. That's it for today. I have to go back and take care of business. I'll ask you to go shopping another day."

Liao Wenjie put on his upright face and strode out of the bar under Meng Luo's speechless gaze.

Half a minute later, he came back.

"Meng Luo, why didn't you stop me?"

"Why are you stopping me? If I stop you, you will definitely not leave. Even if there is a ghost, I would rather be oppressed by the ghost than by you." Meng Luo rolled her eyes, she learned a lesson, it was not that easy to deceive her. .

"Don't talk nonsense. Do you know that just after you said that sentence, there were many wandering ghosts nearby?"

Liao Wenjie raised his hand and poked Meng Luo between her eyebrows: "Look, that hanged man's tongue is hanging to the ground."

"Ahhh!"

…

Hong Guang walked away neatly, maybe because he felt that Liao Wenjie was too evil, or maybe because he felt that the pit was too deep. He never took the initiative to contact him again, and stayed in the mansion without leaving the door, preparing for the gambling king competition.

Not only Hong Guang, but also Qimeng and Billy had not been to the bar.

If they didn't come, Liao Wenjie wouldn't go looking for them. He really wasn't interested at all in the gambling world.

Every day before the alarm goes off, he gets up on time to practice. He occasionally goes to the company to review the renovation progress.

Even two weeks later, when I saw the latest news about the world's gambling king in the newspaper, I just glanced at it and didn't take it to heart.

‘Gambling Saint’ Zuo Songxing, the new world gambling king, this name, before the start of the competition, almost no one knew about it, it is quite a new one.

Hong Guang passed five levels and defeated six generals, and he was full of momentum all the way. Many people thought that the title of world gambling king belonged to him. However, he capsized in the gutter and lost to the fledgling Zuo Songxing in the final.

The Gambling Association said that the new gambling king is a hero born in a boy, and the dark horse gimmick was speculated. But Zuo Songxing is a newcomer after all, and the evaluation of him in the industry is not as good as Hong Guang. After several days of speculation, he was not fired. What value.

Blood loss!

In this World Gambling King Competition, the Gambling Association lost money and made a profit. It can only be said that it barely breathed a sigh of relief and stopped the declining attention. However, it is basically hopeless to restore the glory of the God of Gambling period.

…

On the other side, Zhou Xingxing was beating his chest in the police station office. Ever since Zuo Songxing first came to the limelight, he had been very optimistic about this dark horse and believed that he might become the world's gambling king.

Because I was short of money, I didn't get this vote.

"You brat, what are you doing here? Do you want to destroy public property?" The office door opened and Superintendent Li glanced at Zhou Xingxing and told him to stand still.

Since he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the undercover business, Zhou Xingxing's talent has been discovered, and all his undercover cases will be solved in the shortest possible time.

Therefore, even though Zhou Xingxing has no say in words and will offend his superiors, he is capable. A group of big bosses are vying to use him and take turns to be his boss.

This is the case for Superintendent Li. He was not Zhou Xingxing's boss originally, but starting from today, Zhou Xingxing will be under his control.

"Sir, you suddenly called me back this time. Is there any big case you want to hand over to me?"

Zhou Xingxing said angrily: "You know, I did a good job as an undercover agent. I left as soon as I asked. Not only was I unable to follow the line, but I also wasted several days in vain. I personally have no objection to it, but it is a waste of public funds." It shouldn’t be.”

"Stop talking nonsense to me. If I call you back, arrangements will be made."

The superintendent slapped his hand on the desk, opened a file and pushed it in front of Zhou Xingxing: "Look, do the people in the photo look familiar?"

【photo】

Zhou Xingxing pulled down his sunglasses and saw clearly the handsome face on the file, which was hard to find in the world, and immediately smiled shyly.

"Sir, why are you secretly afraid of my photos? Do you have a crush on me?"