Chapter 424： Without me, you are old

After Wen Renming left, Zhuang Li poured himself a glass of red wine and said slowly, "Ming can hear the voice of Fang Yu and the golden finger system communicating in his mind. Fang Yu must have wanted to repeat the old trick when he saw the scene where I was having fun. It was filmed, and I was overheard by Ming when discussing with his system. That’s how the search in the hall came about.”

7480 also remembered the scene that happened in the entertainment city before, and said nervously, "Master, can you hear the voice of the two of us talking?"

"Find a chance next time to try it." Zhuang Li casually shook the red wine glass.

"What if the gods could hear?"

"Then I'll kiss him," Zhuang Li took a sip of red wine, his voice full of a mellow smile, "kiss until he becomes dizzy and forgets everything."

7480 slowly extended a thumb.

Zhuang Li drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, then stretched out to the soft big bed, and murmured, "I'm tired, go to bed, good night."

7480 put a mask on his face and reminded, "It's good morning. But forget it, go to sleep."

That night, in the same old place, in the old location, Wen Renming and a few friends gathered around a round table, drinking and chatting.

The utterly undisguised red marks and scratches on his neck were of serious concern to these people.

"Wenren, last night's bliss was not shallow!" One of them said with emotion.

Wen Renming didn't say anything, just smoked a cigarette in silence, holding a 20 yuan chip between his fingertips, playing with it repeatedly.

"What are you doing with this? I'll give you two Wenwan walnuts the other day. I just made two of them recently, and the pulp is very beautiful." The eldest elder said enthusiastically.

Wen Renming raised his eyes and glanced at him, holding the chip and shaking it in front of everyone's eyes, his deep voice brought a rare warmth, "This is the night payment the little devil gave me last night."

Several people were stunned for a while before realizing who the little devil was talking about and what Ye Duzi meant.

"Your kung fu is so bad?" someone asked in disbelief.

Wen Renming "..."

His originally bright eyes suddenly darkened.

And his friends clapped their hands and laughed.

"Interesting! Hahaha, the little guy is so interesting! Why don't you bargain with him? Anyway, I can add another 20 yuan chip to you!"

"You turned off all your schedules tonight, shouldn't you be waiting for him specifically?"

"Addicted?"

"Look at what he looks like, he's definitely addicted. It's the first time I've seen such a hot beauty in my life."

"Andre, your old house is on fire, and it can't be put out if it burns!"

Everyone, you are joking with me one by one.

Wen Renming dusted off the ash, and said without hesitation, "He said he wants to order me tonight, but I want to see if he has the guts to come over."

When the words fell, he couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, showing a soft expression that was both helpless and vaguely happy.

Treating Sun Xiaojia, he can only tolerate, never favor. The so-called tricks of godfather and goddaughter are nothing but malicious speculation from the outside world.

Several of his friends were silent at first, and then burst into more playful laughter.

The gamblers and beauties around them all looked at them with fear and longing on their faces, but no one dared to approach them without authorization.

At this moment, a bodyguard came over with a tablet and whispered, "Boss, Mr. Zhuang is going to play blackjack again, do you want to watch it?"

"Look! Of course! Give us the computer!" An elder immediately reached out and asked for a tablet.

Wen Renming took it first, and looked down at the monitoring screen on the screen.

The little devil wore a burgundy silk shirt this evening, with the buttons mostly unbuttoned, revealing a beautiful collarbone and a smooth chest. Mottled red marks dotted his snow-white skin, forming a strong color impact.

The black tights narrowed his waist and framed his legs very long. He looks like a vampire who is satisfied in both the mouth and the body.

His sexiness is something that no one can imitate. It is an innate charm that flows out of his bones, melted into blood, and is born with a charm.

Wherever he went, people's eyes converged, like stars chasing the moon.

Looking at the much-anticipated little devil in the surveillance video, Wen Renming squeezed the chips at his fingertips.

An elder sitting next to him couldn't help whistling and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful! Andre, if you didn't start fast, I might be fascinated by him too!"

Wen Renming glanced at him coldly.

He quickly raised his hands and reassured, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously. No one will rob you, you can rest assured."

Wen Renming then continued to look at the monitoring.

Zhuang Li walked over to a blackjack table.

Seeing him getting ready to take a seat, several gamblers who were having a good time all threw down their cards and ran away. No one dared to play against the new **** of gamblers unless they wanted to lose their underpants.

"Come and play with me." Zhuang Li raised his chin at the dealer.

"Okay," the dealer nodded politely. "However, we changed the rules. Would you like to listen to it first?"

The gamblers who ran away before are now surrounded by one after another, their faces full of excitement watching a good show.

"You said." Zhuang Liqu tapped the table with his knuckles.

He wore an exaggerated ring on his ring finger, and the huge ruby ​​on the ring radiated a streamer as thick as pigeon blood under the light of the crystal lamp. This made his already beautiful hands even more amazing.

Wen Renming stared at this hand across the screen for a moment.

He suddenly discovered that men can wear jewelry so beautifully. It seems that he can appropriately increase this collection in the future.

In the absence of attention, the croupier finished talking about the newly established rules.

The surrounding gamblers couldn't help but let out an uproar. This is adding two more decks of cards, frequently shuffling cards, and restricting card splitting, which is equivalent to completely suppressing the gambler's winning rate and greatly interfering with their ability to record cards and count cards.

How does this win? By luck?

These newly added rules were precisely what Zhuang Li told Wen Renming himself after he was exhausted last night.

So Wen Renming is selling color for the casino business? When he came to service, he also took information by the way?

Zhuang Li was delighted, leaned back in his chair, and asked, "Are these newly added rules only for me or for all gamblers?"

The dealer said frankly, "It's only for you at the moment."

Of course, in the future, the casino will gradually promote new rules to all gamblers, but there is no need to say this kind of spoiler, so as not to offend everyone present.

This sentence immediately made the gamblers around him laugh.

Someone shouted loudly, "Mr. Zhuang, what are you going to do now? Are you still gambling?"

"Betting, why don't you bet?" Zhuang Li raised his lips and smiled wildly. "There is a beautiful lady upstairs waiting to spend the spring night with me. If I don't win money, what can I do to please him?"

The people who come here to play are either greedy for money, lecherous, or playboys who have everything to do with alcohol, **** and wealth. Hearing Zhuang Li say this, most people would be very disgusted, but everyone in the casino felt very happy, natural, and even liked it.

For them, people live to have fun. If you don't have fun if you win money, what are you doing to sell the gold cave?

"Mr. Zhuang, what if you lose? Will your beauty abandon you?" Someone joked loudly.

"I don't know what to do." Zhuang Li rubbed his forehead with his forefinger, showing a very distressed look, but in a flash he laughed loudly, "Because I have never lost. So don't worry, the money is mine. Yes, the beauty will be mine too."

At this moment, the dealer dealt a card.

So he picked up the card, put it on his lips and kissed it, making him even more suave.

The gamblers who surrounded him whistled, clapped, and laughed, as if taking this card table as a stage for Zhuang Li alone.

More and more people are attracted by the cheers here.

It seemed that whenever Zhuang Li appeared, he would naturally become the focus of the audience.

He is a natural luminary.

Seeing this scene through the tablet, Wen Renming squinted slightly, as if he couldn't bear the little devil's radiance all the time. He grabbed the 20-yuan chip that was on his fingertips and pulled it tightly into his palm.

His friends laughed and joked "andre! The big beauty in his mouth was talking about you, right?"

"Andre is still very attractive! I want such a hot, wild, and beautiful little lover."

"Stop talking, Anedre is staring at you!"

Hearing this sentence, Wen Renming immediately retracted his too sharp gaze.

It was too late, however, and his friends laughed even louder.

"Wenren, shouldn't you take it seriously? Thinking about it now, you are indeed a little abnormal today. Inexplicably, you took out this chip and told us that it was given by your little lover, and you never chatted before. your personal affairs."

"Can't you hear it, he's showing off!"

"Yo! It turns out that we are dull! Hahaha..."

The group of people talked and laughed again, causing everyone to look curious and frequently look sideways.

Wen Renming "..."

He clenched the chip tightly and looked at the monitor calmly, but there were waves in his dark green eyes.

Seriously?

Who would take the people who came to sell the golden cave for fun?

He won't, and the little devil won't. That person will only treat other people's sincerity as a toy, play with and tease recklessly, and then throw it away mercilessly after getting bored.

Thinking of this, Wen Renming hid the chip in the inner pocket of his suit, took out a cigar, frowned and slowly lit it.

At the same time, Zhuang Li pointed to all the vacancies on the poker table and declared, "I play seven hands by myself."

A poker table can seat seven people. If there are enough chips, one person can fill all these seats and play seven hands at the same time, so that you can bet more and win faster.

Of course, if you are unlucky, you will lose faster.

The dealer nodded politely, "Okay, I'll help you deal the cards."

Zhuang Lichong hooked his fingers behind him.

The bodyguard in black who followed him all the time immediately opened a suitcase he was carrying, took out a lot of chips, and placed them on the seven vacancies.

The surrounding gamblers were all stunned by Zhuang Li's generosity.

After changing the rules, no matter how experienced and nimble the master is, he will not dare to say that he will definitely win. In fact, as long as someone who is proficient in gambling knows a little bit, the player's winning rate has dropped to a negative number.

This also means that Zhuang Li has no chance of winning at all.

However, he actually made the decision to play seven games by himself. He was really bold and arrogant. There doesn't seem to be a word for "mediocre" in his dictionary at all.

He has not yet started to play cards, and the people around him have burst into a loud scream for him.