At the headquarters of the gambling gate, he sang sat in the main seat and looked at the sitting shadow below, Xiao Wu, and his son he Dao.
At present, he has no one to use. Although his son is not very successful, he is one of his own.
He sang looked at the three people and sighed. He felt that he couldn't do what he wanted, but he still had to ask about some things.
"Tell me, what's going on? Xiao Wu, you are an intelligence officer. Why didn't you notice the actions of the righteous association? " He sang said something to blame Xiao Wu.
Zhengdao Association and gambling sect are two first-class forces. It is said that such first-class forces will have a surveillance on each other, but this time, Xiao Wu made a mistake, which doesn't seem to be his style.
Xiao Wu looked at he sang and then said, "sect leader, this thing is really not strange to me. I remember when I said to monitor the righteous meeting, the devil jumped out and wanted to grab a piece of soup. At that time, you spoke personally and asked him to send someone to monitor there. I didn't send anyone."
"This..." he sang remembered that it was true at that time.
Because Xiao Wu has been doing intelligence, the devil felt that Xiao Wu had too much intelligence at that time, so he suggested to he sang to divide Xiao Wu's intelligence rights.
Therefore, the ghost is responsible for the monitoring and movement of the Zhengdao meeting. The intelligence personnel there are also in single line contact with the ghost.
The ghost hand did not tell he sang and others the contact information of the intelligence officer when he left Australia to kill Ye Shi.
He died in Gangcheng, that is to say, the intelligence personnel over there have been divorced from him. At this time, they don't know what the right way will do.
He sang secretly scolded, this ghost hand, there are so many things left after people die.
"You're right, Xiao Wu. I'm sorry. I forgot this. Now let's talk about how to deal with the righteous meeting and the frequent floods that may bite us at any time?"
When it comes to this topic, Ying Wuji and Xiao Wu don't speak. They have a certain connection with these two families. If they go up to give advice, don't they compete with themselves?
Seeing that they didn't speak, he sang's face sank again. He looked at the shadow sitting on the other side. The guy known as a think tank didn't speak any more.
After thinking about it for a while, Ying Wuji felt that he really couldn't run away from it, so he said, "I think the best way now is to make profits and then agree with the outside world."
He sang's expression changed a little. He agreed with the outside world. It's very simple to say, but it's not so simple to do.
"What kind of consistent foreign law?"
"The lips die and the teeth are cold. This thing often happens with the flood. We can't understand it. Only by giving up part of the territory can they work with us."
That's all I can say.
He sang thought for a moment. It can only be like this. It seems that the tripartite situation has become, and he can no longer be the strongest presence in Australia.
"Dad, I have a way. Some time ago, I met an expert. I heard that it was a little worse than you in the middle of entering the holy land. Wouldn't it be ok if we invited him and killed the two guys of the righteous association?"
He Dao suddenly said.
"Nonsense, in that case, there will be an all-round war with the right way. If Chang FA and Dahong stand on the other side, we are not their opponents at all."
He sang still has this brain.
When he Dao saw that his father didn't take his advice, he couldn't help but cry. In his opinion, all rules should be accumulated under the condition of hard fists.
Only the fist is hard, so what is it? An expert in the middle of entering the holy land is very strong in this world. If such a person is recruited, everything can be solved.
Unfortunately, my father always thought he was a dry eater. Even if he gave him a good place, he just let him have money to spend.
He Dao was very unconvinced. He was the prince. How could he be treated like this? If he hadn't been he sang's only son, I'm afraid he sang would have ignored him.
He Dao disagreed, but there was no way. He sang thought for a moment and asked Ying Wuji to go to Dahong and Xiao Wu to go to Changfa to talk about these things.
And he tried to mobilize his strength to protect each field, so that the right way would not have the opportunity to take advantage of it. As for Ye Shi, he didn't care anymore. That guy just didn't do it.
After everything was arranged, they stepped down with shadow without a trace and Xiao Wu's mind.
However, he Dao made a phone call and called the master he contacted into his field. At the same time, he arranged two good-looking women to open meat for the new master.
He sang didn't pay attention to him. He knew that his son was ambitious and talented, and was ready to pave the way for his son before he died, but now it seems that he can avoid this level.
Even if you escape this pass, if you die one day, I'm afraid the gambling door will be lost.
Of course, for now, it's just an idea.
Gambling daomen Zhengfu Street casino, the second largest casino in daomen, is much larger than the casinos with frequent and heavy floods.
It's a seven story building, and it's also divided very carefully. It's like the retail investors at the bottom. The input doesn't have to be counted as the business money.
The bet starting from the 10000 on the second floor is the real place to make money here.
One night, it can bring at least tens of millions of income, which is not a gambling situation.
The Dutch officials guarding here are the most experienced.
He sang is the gambling God at the home, so don't worry. Others have to look at their own court.
Therefore, he sang deserves the Dutch officials here, but they are all first-class. They are all good at changing dice and cards. There are several thousand King level figures second only to the four masters.
Therefore, the whole venue has maintained well since its opening for so long.
Today, it's still very lively here, especially on the seventh floor. At this time, bursts of voices came out, but people were excited.
About five minutes later, the sound stopped, and a man in pajamas walked to a box on the seventh floor.
In the box, he Dao is drinking genuine red wine. The woman who serves him is also a good-looking woman. He Dao looks at him from time to time. Otherwise, he Dao knows that he has something to do today. I'm afraid he would have brought a woman into the room long ago.
"Brother he, it's really interesting to bring us wine here."
"Ha ha, brother Jin is joking. Isn't he waiting for you, brother Jin? Those two beauties are not bad? "
A blush flashed on Jin Chaozheng's face. He was not ashamed, but ashamed. The two beauties were good. Unfortunately, he handed in the gun before he had time to taste it all.
It makes him a little uncomfortable.