Chapter 524 Young man, you haven’t done your homework yet
Night, the moon hangs.
There was laughter and laughter in the villa, and the four of them had dinner together.
Of course, the only ones laughing and talking were Liao Wenjie and Long Jiu. The joys and sorrows of human beings were not the same. Long Wu and Chen Xiaodao only thought they were noisy.
Every time he saw his sister being coaxed around by a scumbag with an oily face, smooth tongue, smooth talk, and a slippery brain, Long Wu would get so angry that he would be happy if he could.
Chen Xiaodao was alone, with cold dog food slapped on his face randomly. He missed Azhen who was far away in Las Vegas. If he had known that Hiroji Ueyama was not neon at all, he would not have done a solo career at that time. Sweet dream.
Zuo Songxing and Sanshu, who were squatting at the door, were similar. They believed that sincerity was the only thing they could do, and thought that failure to become a disciple was just a test, so they shamelessly refused to leave.
As a result, he first heard the laughter and laughter in the villa, and then saw Liao Wenjie driving away with a beautiful woman, and his unsatisfactory saliva was choked from the corners of his eyes.
It's so miserable. People have a lot of food and fish inside, and they can only drink the wind outside.
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At a fitness center in the city, gunshots suddenly rang out. When the police arrived, the scene was cleared and no dead or injured were found.
Black Panther, dressed in black and wearing large black sunglasses, walked out of the fitness center, got into a black car and drove away.
In the same row, Hussein handed over a cigar and said calmly: "How is it? Have you dealt with it?"
"People have taken the body away. At least for a week, no one will know that Hiroshi Ueyama is dead." Black Panther coolly replied.
"Hiroji Ueyama is a friend of the God of Gamblers. He arranged all Chen Xiaodao's trips in Hong Kong Island. If he is dead, no one can prove that Chen Xiaodao is the apprentice of the God of Gamblers." Hussein said.
"Isn't there Liao Wenjie? He is also a friend of the God of Gamblers." Black Panther questioned.
"That guy's identity is too troublesome. The pretty boy is really good at reincarnation. He is lucky. For the sake of his uncle and aunt, let him live for two more days."
Hussein smiled coldly: "It doesn't matter. The God of Gamblers has never publicly stated that he is friends with Liao Wenjie. His words are far less convincing than Hiroshi Ueyama. Even if he comes forward to prove it, no one will believe it."
Black Panther nodded: "I have another question. To kill Chen Xiaodao, you must pass Long Wu's level. But as long as Long Wu has a gun in his hand, even I don't have much confidence."
"Two fists are no match for four hands. You are not alone."
The black car drove away. On the far coast, a scrapped car rushed off the cliff and fell into the deep sea.
The waves roared along the coast, and a wet figure stood up from the sea. His face was pale and bloodless, and his whole body was cold. He looked like an innocent ghost seeking his life.
Hiroshi Ueyama.
He raised his hand and touched the gunshot wound on his chest, and his body changed, revealing his true appearance.
Under the illumination of the moon, a Taoist dressed in blood was standing on the edge of the dark sea with a mouth full of fangs, his eyes reflected by the bright moonlight, and his eyes were red.
"Hey hey hey..."
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Early the next morning, Liao Wenjie drove away from his villa and sent Long Jiu to work.
In the mountain forest where the villa is located, there are rows of black crows with scarlet eyes. After receiving the order, a few crows flew high and flapped their wings towards the city.
The destination is the hilltop villa.
At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, a row of vans arrived, and the sporadic gunfire became more rapid. Zuo Songxing and his third uncle ran into the villa in a panic, and encountered Chen Xiaodao, who was struggling to fight back.
All the bodyguards left by Hiroshi Ueyama were wiped out, and Long Wu was caught in an ammunition crisis. He was unable to support himself alone. He finally escorted Chen Xiaodao away safely before hurriedly getting on his motorcycle and escaping from the villa.
Black Panther followed closely. After the tragedy of a real man never looking back at the explosion and lying there due to the strong wind, Long Wu received an anesthetic shot and was unfortunately captured.
In the trees on both sides, crows captured this scene in front of them.
Besides, Chen Xiaodao was being chased for no apparent reason. He ran all the way to the foot of the mountain and returned to the broken house where he had lived since childhood.
Because he and Zuo Songxing shared a difficult time, their relationship quickly warmed up and they regarded each other as true friends.
The three stooges defeated Zhuge Liang, and they were joined by the third uncle. The three of them thought that they could not just sit back and wait for death, but they must fight back to make the mysterious force that assassinated them pay the due price.
So, they chose to call the police.
When the police heard that there was a shootout and many people were killed, they immediately dispatched a large team of troops and rushed to the villa on the top of the mountain.
What shocked Chen Xiaodao was that in just half a day, the scene of the gunfight was cleaned up, the walls were as clean as new, not to mention the bodies, not even a drop of blood could be found.
Hussein and Black Panther occupied the magpie nest. One claimed to be the gambling god disciple Chen Xiaodao, the other claimed to be Long Wu, and "Hiroji Ueyama" came forward to testify and also produced passports and other items.
There were both witnesses and physical evidence, and under a mountain of irrefutable evidence, Chen Xiaodao could not defend himself. He was regarded as a common citizen who cheated money. He was expelled by the police and was strictly prohibited from approaching the mountaintop villa again.
Chen Xiaodao was depressed and wanted to vomit blood. He contacted Long Wu and Ueyama Hiroshi, but he could not find them.
"Senior brother, don't panic. I have a clairvoyance technique and can find the whereabouts of fifth brother."
Zuo Songxing chuckled. As for Kamiyama Hiroshi, he was helpless. He had never seen this person and could not find him.
Five minutes later, Zuo Songxing's eyes widened in confusion. His special function failed. His clairvoyance turned black and he saw nothing.
"There's no reason. Why is it like this?"
Zuo Songxing muttered, seriously suspecting that Long Wu was with a master of special abilities, who blocked his prying eyes.
Bad news came one after another. The whereabouts of the third uncle who went out to buy fried rice were unknown. The brothers and sisters were anxious, but there was nothing they could do.
Chen Xiaodao saw the news in the newspaper that the descendant of the God of Gamblers has created the "God of Gamblers" charity cruise ship. A press conference will be held tomorrow and a grand opening will be held the day after tomorrow. Guests from all walks of life can take a one-day trip to the high seas as long as they have money.
Chen Xiaodao's scalp was numb: "The descendants of the God of Gamblers created the 'God of Gamblers' charity cruise ship. How come I didn't know about this?"
"I understand, it's the treacherous pretty boy from last time. He took advantage of your and Master's reputation to defraud money on the God of Gamblers!" Zuo Songxing took a breath.
"You bastard, how dare you let Master take the blame!"
Chen Xiaodao cursed angrily, and then said: "At tomorrow's press conference, I will dismantle his mask on the spot and let people know that I am the real gambler."
"But……"
Zuo Songxing pointed at himself and Chen Xiaodao, wearing children's clothing, pants and flip-flops. They were quite down-to-earth, and their appearance made it hard to believe that they were the descendants of the God of Gamblers.
"I have no choice but to get some money first to keep myself safe."
"Mr. Liao from last time, he seems to be very rich, and he knows Master Gambler, why not ask him for help, what do you think, senior brother?"
"No, absolutely not!"
Chen Xiaodao flatly refused: "Master's reputation can only be restored by us. Asking Mr. Liao for help is tantamount to smearing Master's face again."
"Well, I understand, senior brother, you can't be embarrassed."
"As long as you know."
Chen Xiaodao rolled his eyes at him, and then said: "I have a friend who is making trouble, why not go there and make a fortune, with your and my special powers and gambling skills... take it easy, don't do too much, the people there are all gangsters, It won’t be good if you get chopped.”
Zuo Songxing's special function did not fail like in the original work. He teamed up with Chen Xiaodao and soon made a fortune.
But because they were too arrogant, the gamblers at the same table looked at them as if they were dead people. Obviously, they could not go to this place in the future.
People rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold. After changing their outfits, the two boarded the God of Gamblers and committed a massacre in front of all reporters and media...
He was killed by Hussein and no cents were left.
Don't ask, asking is the power of science. In addition to their superb gambling skills, the gambling demons have never let go of their ability to make money.
During the phone verification session, Chen Xiaodao was forced to put down the international call and hung up the call with Gao Jin because of the two hostages, Long Wu and Sanshu.
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On a night of heavy rain, brothers and sisters in distress looked at the sky and were soaked in the rain.
"Brother, I'm a little cold, why don't you go inside."
"I don't want to go in. It's better to be colder. Only with a clear mind can we understand why we lost today."
The rain slid down Chen Xiaodao's face, and the warm tears mixed with the cold rain. It was his first time to enter the world, aiming to make great achievements, but society taught him a lesson.
Young man, you haven't finished your class yet, go home and practice again!
"Senior brother, you didn't lose to him, you just lost to electronic equipment."
"No need to persuade. The only thing that matters at the gambling table is victory or defeat, not tactics. If you lose, you lose."
Chen Xiaodao's neck veins bulged: "I'm just unwilling to accept it. Tomorrow the 'God of Gamblers' will enter the high seas, and that bastard will win a sum of money and run away. I can only watch him ruin the reputation of Master."
"Why don't we get on the ship tomorrow? I didn't use my special powers before. If you and I join forces tomorrow, who can do anything to us?" Zuo Songxing said confidently.
"It's useless. We have no money and no name. The whole world thinks that bastard is the gambler. Even if we win against him, what will change?"
"At least you can have a good meal for lunch!"
"..."
Chen Xiaodao was defeated by Zuo Songxing's optimism and gave a thumbs up to express his shame.
"Senior brother, it's not like the whole world thinks that bastard is the gambler. At least Mr. Liao knows that we are the real disciples of the gambler."
Zuo Songxing blinked: "If you feel too embarrassed, then I'll go find him. He's so rich, he shouldn't mind lending me a small change."
"Okay, give it a try, I can be shameless, but Master's reputation cannot be ruined!"
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Sanjie Paranormal Consulting Company.
Liao Wenjie sat in the office, smiling and chatting with Gao Jin on the other side of the phone: "That's the situation. Your apprentice didn't get along very well, and he was screwed up miserably."
"Hahaha, nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. Temporary frustration and depression are inevitable. This is a good opportunity and will be very helpful for his growth."
On the other side of the phone, Gao Jin didn't take it seriously at all: "I'm not in Hong Kong, so I'll ask Mr. Liao to take care of the rest of my affairs. I'll thank you very much."
"It's no fun talking about money. I only intervened to protect myself. I didn't want to wake up with a hole in my forehead."
"Mr. Liao thinks highly of them too much. With you taking action, the overall situation will be..."
"No, it's unlucky!"
I don’t know if I can write anymore. If I don’t code half of it before three o’clock, I’ll go to bed and try again tomorrow for nine thousand.