Small profiteers in the Three Realms

Chapter 118 Texas Hold'em
Zhang Haoru was having fun when he was suddenly slapped. He felt very upset and wanted to explode, but after hearing this voice, his whole body softened.

Looking back tremblingly, Zhang Haoru smiled, "Brother Wen, you are here!"

The man named Wen Ge is a short and fat man, about 1.6 meters tall, but weighs more than 100 kilograms, and his protruding belly looks like an iron pot.

He doesn't look very old, around 40 years old, dressed very fashionable, wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants, with a white sports vest inside, and the exposed skin smells of various patterns.

The hair was combed back and tied into a small braid with a leather sheath, which looked a bit nondescript.

Behind him were four men in black suits, who should be bodyguards or something.

Brother Wen pouted, stepped in front of Zhang Haoru, held Zhang Haoru's suit with his hands, and said: "Master Zhang, you have done well in the mainland these few years! They are all wearing Zegna's suits. It seems that the mainland gang Idiots buy your account very much."

Zhang Haoru said embarrassingly: "Delay your blessings and eat for nothing."

"You are so glib." Brother Wen kicked Zhang Haoru and said, "I ask you, what did you tell me back then? Repeat it to me."

Zhang Haoru said with a bitter face: "I promise not to go back to Mendao."

"Ah, you still remember." Brother Wen lit a cigar and said, "Since you dare to come back, you didn't take me seriously?"

"Don't dare, dare not, I...I have something urgent to do." Zhang Haoru said hastily.

"Heh, something urgent? Is your urgent matter to come to the casino to gamble?"

Brother Wen sat on Zhang Haoru's seat, picked up a [-] chip, threw it down, and said, "I bought a lot of chips!"

Zhang Haoru stood aside quietly, not daring to answer.

At this time, the gambling game was revealed, Brother Wen made a wrong bet, and 10 yuan was lost.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I lost your money." Wen Ge said, while randomly throwing in a [-] chip.

Zhang Haoru's flesh hurt for a while, but he said: "It's okay, Brother Wen, you can play as you like."

Brother Wen played a few more games and lost more than 50 in succession before giving up.

Obviously, he was betting indiscriminately, just to waste Zhang Haoru's money.

"Tell me, how is this going to end?" Brother Wen looked at Zhang Haoru, his face became gloomy.

Zhang Haoru hurriedly said: "I'm leaving now."

"It's late." Brother Wen put out his cigar and said, "What did I say back then?"

"This..." Hearing this, Zhang Haoru broke out in a cold sweat.

"Say!" Brother Wen roared angrily.

This roar almost didn't frighten Zhang Haoru to sit on the ground.

Zhang Haoru swallowed, and said in a low voice: "You said, if I enter Mendao again, my legs will be cut off."

"So you remember it, I thought you forgot it!" Brother Wen said with a smile, "Since you remember it, let's settle the score."

Speaking of this, Brother Wen paused and continued: "However, Brother Wen is in a good mood today and doesn't want to see blood. Let's change the way."

Hearing this, Zhang Haoru hurriedly asked: "What way?"

"Since you like to gamble, then you can play with me." Brother Wen looked at the pile of bets and said with a smile.

Zhang Haoru immediately understood, this guy wants to extort money!
"Brother Wen, you are joking, how can I bet! These are my friends. Do you think this is okay? You let me go, and I will give you a big red envelope to honor you when I return to the mainland." Naturally, Zhang Haoru would not let Wen My brother extorted money for no reason, so he made up a bad check.

"You, you, are still the same as before! You are still so good at fooling around!" Brother Wen's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "Since you don't want to gamble, let's play with the aesthetics of violence."

As soon as the words fell, the man in black behind Brother Wen grabbed Zhang Haoru.

However, before his hand touched Zhang Haoru's shoulder, he was grabbed by another hand stretched out from the crowd.

Lin Zheng walked in and looked at the people in front of him, feeling a little confused.

Just now, he was shocked by the bathroom in the casino. There are golden decorations everywhere, making it look like a palace.

He wandered around in a very useless way, so it took a little longer.

Unexpectedly, after he left for more than ten minutes, such a thing happened here.

Judging by their posture, it is obvious that they want to disadvantage Zhang Haoru.

"Hehe, you brought a bodyguard? It's just that the quality of this bodyguard is too low!" Brother Wen said with a big smile.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

Zhang Haoru hastily pulled Lin Zheng aside, and said, "Senior, calm down."

Lin Zheng was confused, and asked curiously, "Your friend?"

Zhang Haoru shook his head and said, "Right!"

"Adversary!" Lin Zheng was even more confused, "Is he with you?"

"No. I gave him a few talismans before, but it didn't work. He held a grudge and taught me a lesson, and threatened not to allow me to enter the gate island half a step, otherwise my legs would be cut off." Zhang Haoru explained.

"You can do it! Why didn't you tell me about this situation earlier? Also, you have offended others and dare to buy a house in Mendao?" Lin Zheng was really powerless to complain about Zhang Haoru's professional ability and his generous heart.

"Hey!" Zhang Haoru sighed, and said: "I heard that he went to Hong Kong Island to develop, but I didn't expect him to come back."

"..."

Lin Zheng was speechless for a while, and asked, "Which one is singing now?"

Zhang Haoru looked pale, and said: "He gave me two choices, one is to break my leg, and the other is to bet with him. To put it bluntly, he wants to blackmail me."

"Then you'll just have to save money and avoid disaster. Anyway, you did something wrong first." Lin Zheng said.

"Senior, you don't know something. He is very powerful in Hong Kong Island now. If he starts it, it will be a bottomless pit. I will never think about it for the rest of my life." Zhang Haoru said helplessly.

Lin Zheng understood after hearing this, it turned out that this guy was the same character as Fang Tong from the Black Tiger Club.

Although the cause of this matter is not his own, after all, Zhang Haoru accompanied him to Mendao, plus Zhang Daoling's instructions, this matter cannot be ignored.

"Easy! I'll bet with him." Lin Zheng said.

"No way, senior, you can only lose but not win if you bet with him, or you will be in big trouble." Zhang Haoru said in a low voice.

"Damn! Why is he so awesome? Why is he only allowed to lose but not to win? I want to win today."

Lin Zheng walked up to Brother Wen and said, "Is it a bet? I'll bet for him."

Brother Wen looked at Lin Zheng, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhang Haoru hastily came up to introduce him and said, "He is my senior!"

"Your senior!!!"

Brother Wen laughed and said, "Okay, since they are all magic sticks that come out of a trough, it's fine."

These words sound harsh, Lin Zheng frowned and said, "What are you betting on? Betting big or small?"

"Bet size is too untechnical."

Brother Wen pointed to the gambling table not far away and said, "Play Texas Hold'em."

(End of this chapter)