The Salted Fish Life of a Superman

Chapter 139
After security check and body search, Wei Tu finally entered the main house.

This is an extremely spacious room, with simple but dignified decorations adorning the entire room. The air is filled with the lingering smoke of burnt sandalwood, which makes the room look a bit hazy and adds a layer of mystery.

The top-to-bottom management of Tieshoutang can be divided into five generations according to qualifications: old, master, elder brother, brother, younger brother.

The "old" generation is the behind-the-scenes boss of the entire Tieshoutang. This kind of person is impossible to meet easily, and will not show up casually, and there may be more than one group under his jurisdiction.

For example, the elder of Tieshoutang, known as "Old Tang", besides Tieshoutang, he also governs the other 8 groups, is the leader of the entire Huijie, and can be called the underground emperor of Xicheng.

And the "Ye" generation is the speaker of Tieshoutang, equivalent to the position of CEO in the company, responsible for the daily operation of the group, directly responsible to Mr. Tang, and the only person in Tieshoutang who can contact Mr. Tang.

The speaker of Tieshoutang this time is Xie Milin. He is 51 years old this year. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child.

Unwilling to be content with an ordinary life, he resigned and entered the Tie Shou Hall. His pair of iron fists are extremely capable. At the age of 27, he became a member of the Red Stick.

It is said that when Xie Milin was young, he could drag the plowing cattle with both hands backwards. Even now, a slap can kill a 50-jin wolfdog directly.

Because of his ferocious force, coupled with his subtlety, daring to fight, knowledge of current affairs, and rapid growth, Xie Milin was promoted by Mr. Tang to be a master when he was 47 years old, and became the talker of Tieshoutang, known as "Thank you."

The "brother" generation below is the middle level of Tieshoutang, belonging to the small leaders of the group, such as Brother Fei and Brother Feng.

There is nothing to say about the younger generation, the younger generation, the senior horse and the little horse.

After Wei Tu entered the room, he nodded and lowered his eyebrows to the person in charge, and said humbly, "Thank you, Lord."

Although Xie Milin is 51 years old, his figure is still burly, tall and strong, his muscles are as thick as a wall, and his light beard sets off his firm chin, making him look strong and majestic.

Xie Milin took the tea from the attendant, and flicked the tea leaves: "Wei Tu, what's the matter today? I didn't even have time to hide from me before, but now I'm here on my own initiative?"

Surrounded by the eyes of everyone in Tie Shou Hall, Wei Tu lowered his head and subconsciously wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead: "Thank you, I'm here to pay back the money today."

"Oh?" Xie Milin joked, "Why, the pork has risen again?"

The crowd laughed.

Wei Tu smiled apologetically, and said tactfully: "Yes, yes, I was lucky, and I got some money back. Thank you, do you think this is going to work? I will pay you back 500 million today, and please allow me a little extra for the rest of the money." Day, I will make it up for you when the time comes!"

After hearing this, Xie Milin became a little interested: "My boy, last week someone came to find you, and you still said you couldn't afford it. Now you've transformed into a millionaire directly? Your efficiency in making money is almost catching up to mine. .”

Wei Tu nodded and bowed after hearing this, and kept smiling apologetically.

Xie Milin was drinking tea carelessly, and suddenly glanced at Brother Long, who was in charge of debt collection, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Brother Long understood, got up and went over to light a cigarette for Wei Tu, who took it in trepidation.

Brother Long ordered one for himself, and said with a smile, "Brother Wei, Master Xie will be on the phone with Mr. Tang later, so everyone has to avoid it. Let me show you around first, how about it?"

How dare Wei Tu refuse: "Hey~ Thank you, please go ahead."

After Xie Milin finished drinking tea, he waved his hand leisurely: "Go."

Brother Long took Wei Tu for a stroll around the Tieshoutang, but he didn't know if it was intentional or not, he made a detour into the control room of the underground bank.

Brother Long put Wei Tu's shoulders on his shoulders, and his tone was like a brother's: "Brother Wei, I really admire you, little brother. I haven't seen you soaring in a few days! Do you have any secrets, let me tell you?"

Wei Tu smiled flatteringly and said, "It just so happened that I won a lottery ticket, and I didn't earn it by merit."

Brother Long gave a thumbs up in surprise: "Wow, you are in the limelight, the God of Wealth is patronizing! Do you want two?"

Wei Tu subconsciously glanced at the bustling control table, his hands were a little itchy, but he managed to hold back: "No, no, next time, I have to pay off the debt first."

"Damn, you." Brother Long didn't force him, he took out the 2000 yuan in his pocket, sat down at a blackjack table, and said, "I'm here to catch your limelight, let's see How's your luck?"

The dealer and Brother Long secretly exchanged glances, and they both saw the danger in each other's eyes.

draw.

When Brother Long got 15 points, several of his opponents had already busted out, and the remaining opponent was a skinny man who looked like a regular drug addict.

The dealer called out, "Take or stop?"

Brother Long thought for a moment, then patted the table: "Take it!"

The skinny man stared at him, but also became cruel, and hissed, "Take it!"

Brother Long got a 6, exactly 21 o'clock.

The skinny man only has 18 points, so he loses by default.

"Damn! You rotten hand! You rotten hand!" The skinny man was so angry that he hammered his right hand wildly, as if he wanted to chop it off, and the momentum was really scary.

The dealer took away the chips from other players who lost, and Brother Long took away the winning chips, and sighed happily: "Brother Wei, I'm really lucky because of your limelight."

After several rounds in a row, Brother Long won completely. He counted the money and laughed from ear to ear.

Seeing that Brother Long won a few rounds and his bankroll was doubled, Wei Tu's eyes turned red with envy, and the gambling addiction in his bones was hooked.

Brother Long got up in a timely manner, sat down by Wei Tu, and directly paid out money to make up the chips to 1 yuan, and said with a smile: "Come on, you have a try too, I will treat this money as a brother, and I will invite you. It’s yours, you don’t have to pay it back if you lose.”

After saying this, Wei Tu finally couldn't hold back his addiction, he spat on his palm, rubbed it, and struck out with great interest.

After a few rounds, it's really like what Long Ge said, the limelight is very good!

In the first game, Wei Tu was blessed with good luck, the first A card, the second 10 points, and the two cards directly blackjack!
In the next few rounds, the chips won by the principal of 1 yuan went up, and the chips multiplied several times in a short period of time.

Wei Tu really regretted not investing a lot of money at the beginning, otherwise he would have made a lot of money!
Kong Luan is highly addictive, earning a month's salary in just a few seconds, this feeling of getting something for nothing, not to mention how exciting and expansive it is.

Wei Tu couldn't stop playing, but he didn't realize that he fell into the pit from the very beginning.

He was lucky in the first few rounds and kept winning, so he planned to take advantage of the limelight to pursue the victory.

But when the wind changed midway, he suddenly started losing streak. At first, he only lost the profits he won, and later even lost the principal given by Brother Long.

Brother Long didn't blame him when he saw this, he just sighed and sighed, and comforted Wei Tu, telling him that it didn't matter.

This made Wei Tu feel ashamed, and also aroused his fighting spirit.

Wei Tu directly took out his bank card, swiped the POS machine to exchange chips, and vowed to get back his anger.

In the beginning, Wei Tu only collected a few thousand, tens of thousands, which was a little bit measured.

But this kind of game is usually controlled by the dealer, who will not let you win or lose in a row. They will always give you some sweetness from time to time, or even a big surprise, and give you hope again when you are disappointed.

This kind of stimulation will cause a large amount of dopamine to be secreted in the brain, bringing an extremely pleasant pleasure. Ordinary people can't stand the temptation at all and will keep playing.

But from the perspective of big data, the player's income has always been negative, and they will gradually lose more and more. Later, they will think of a few big ones, trying to make up for the previous holes, and are determined to accept it as soon as it is good.

If you notice this kind of behavior, it is time for the dealer to close the net, and don't want to win any more.

Gradually, Wei Tu became red-eyed when he lost, and his bets became bigger and bigger, and he lost more and more, and he directly bet hundreds of thousands in the end, wanting to get back his money in one go, but in the first few seconds of the opening The clock is all taken by the dealer.

When he came back to his senses covered in cold sweat, Kari had basically lost all his money.
(End of this chapter)