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Teacher Su himself lifted the hat of teaching and educating people, and held his respect for himself: "Teacher naturally knows, come, come, eat vegetables!"

"..." Today's class teacher is weird from beginning to end.

Feng Xiulan couldn't remember the last time he ate at the same table with someone. He thought he would be very repulsive and uncomfortable, but he felt fine sitting at the table. Even the conversation was so unnutritious, he didn't turn his head and leave.

After eating, Feng Xiulan saw that Su Jinglin was putting on her clothes and was about to leave, so she rarely said bluntly: "Didn't you say you will keep him for a few days?"

Tan Zhao was struggling with his plaster arm. Hearing this, a big smile appeared on his face: "I'm too full. Let's go for a walk. Do you want to come with Feng?"

"...No." After Feng Xiulan finished speaking, he turned and left the living room indifferently.

The sky outside is completely dark. Unlike ancient times, the nightlife of modern people has just begun, shopping, watching movies, or drinking and clubbing. Tan Zhao is walking on the road, looking at the neon lights flashing at night, it is a bit weird .

Following his memory, Tan Zhao came to the underground casino where Su Jinglin lost 130 million.

As Xiaofeng Feng said, it is illegal in Huaguo to rob banks, and so is gambling and opening casinos.This underground casino is located on the edge of the old district of Shenzhen City, and the sign outside is a teahouse called Aying Teahouse.

Tan Zhao stood at the simple doorway, glanced at the signboard, and stepped inside.

Su Jinglin is an "old customer" with a pot head and black-rimmed glasses. The front desk lady Ying recognizes him. Because she recognizes him, she also knows that the other party owes 130 million to the casino usury: "Have you raised money?"

Generally speaking, underground casinos are part-time loan sharks. After all, some people don’t have enough money to gamble. Doesn’t this affect the KPI of the casino? It can be said that it perfectly fits the psychology of gamblers.

"Sister Ying, I'm lucky today, I can come back, just lend me another [-], no, [-]..."

After hearing these words, Sister Ying rolled her eyes to the sky. Ten out of ten people who came here to gamble said the same thing, even with plaster casts on their arms, tsk: "This is not possible, our casino There are casino rules, if you pay back the money, we can talk about anything.”

"Then I... make one last gamble, I have money!" Tan Zhao said, taking out a crumpled 300 yuan in odds and ends from his trouser pocket, well, it was all his possessions now.

When Sister Ying saw it, she originally wanted to refuse, but she hadn't had much fun in the past few days, so she suddenly changed her mind: "Okay, Sister Ying is kind today, let's go in."

Tan Zhao nodded "grateful", thinking that this kind-hearted person is really "good", so good that he would suck a person's bone marrow dry.

Entering from the store, you have to go through several "security checks". If you are a newcomer, you will be followed by people, but Su Jinglin is not, so you quickly entered the casino.

At this point, there are already quite a few people in the casino. As for what to bet on, there are not too many types of dice and cards, but there are people on every table.

Before he came in, Tan Zhao had already changed the weights, one hundred and one, and he only had three which were pitifully small.

Hey, this is all he owns now.

Tan Zhao took all his belongings and wandered around every gaming table. One arm was still in plaster, and he came to gamble with an injury. He was very conspicuous. Some gamblers even teased him. They waited for half an hour. , There were more people before he sat down at the gambling table.

The so-called gambling, according to what one of his former friends surnamed Lu said, is to see if your ability to make money is strong enough.

As long as no one catches you cheating, you're lucky.

Gambling, gambling is a "luck".

"Luck", that's half-open. Those who walked around the village are all doing small tricks. The so-called coming and not going is indecent. Tan Zhao put three weights on the word "big", and he did it a little bit little action.

"Let me just say, I'm lucky tonight!"

When a gambler wins money, he will naturally be as happy as "surviving a desperate situation".

Especially for gamblers like Su Jinglin who are already on the cliff, Tan Zhao started from betting big and small, and sang all the way, the money doubled, three hundred turned six hundred, six hundred turned one thousand two, and won twelve hands in a row , there is a weight of 120 million.

As long as he wins again, not only can he pay off his debts, but he can also become a millionaire in no time.

But obviously, the casino is unwilling to let him continue singing.

Although the gamblers made a fuss, Tan Zhao was still "invited" to the next hut. Looking at the large and small surveillance videos in the hut, Tan Zhao felt right in his heart.

"What are you doing! Why don't you let me continue to gamble! I'm lucky now, if I lose luck later, will you compensate me?"

Tan Zhao's attitude is a bit tough, but the gangster is obviously not a muddleheaded person, and the people sitting in the top position are obviously planning to take advantage of him. After all, Su Jinglin is an orphan with no money and no status, so it should not be too easy to handle.

"Mr. Su, you are a high school teacher who teaches and educates people. It's no fun to gamble out of thousands of dollars, is it?" The superior is a white and fat middle-aged man, although his eyes are small, but they are poisonous.

This is obviously a threat, but because Tan has no money-making skills, he can only find money in the same way. Since the wool came from the sheep, he can only choose to collect the wool: "Do you have evidence? Can there be such a method, as for owing so much money to your casino!"

... There is indeed some truth to this statement.

But those who work in casinos never make sense. If you have money, you talk about money, and if you don’t have money, you talk about fists. Want to use the money of the casino?The chubby middle-aged Hu Ge decided to give this young teacher a beating from society.

However, 5 minutes later, he found that this social beating... fell on him.

Tan Zhaogang came from the world of martial arts, and he still has a strong quagmire. He felt that although he really wanted to talk about civilization and establish a new style, but others would not allow him to fight with him, so he could only reluctantly move his fist.

System: ...Host, what you move is your feet.

Looking at the people in society all over the place, Tan Zhao leaned against the door, his attitude can be called contemptuous: "Although I am just a poor teacher with no money and no influence, I can't stand the grievance of being slandered, saying that I It’s okay to make a move, show evidence, if there is no evidence, I can sue you for defamation~”

Too bullying, is this still the deceitful Su Jinglin? !

The fat middle-aged man couldn't help being startled. He had already pressed the walkie-talkie at his waist. Tan Zhao saw it, but ignored it.To be honest, even if he has no internal strength now, with such a thug, he can give up his hands to hit a hundred worthwhile.

Soon, seeing double the number of people lying on the ground, Brother Hu's double chin became even deeper.

"How about it? I didn't pay a thousand, and I have weight. In a word, do you want me to gamble?"

God knows, casinos have always welcomed gamblers to gamble. This is the first time that Brother Hu doesn't want to gamble alone. You bet!"

As soon as Tan Zhaoyin's eyes under the lid of the pot lit up, he was waiting for your words: "Okay, what are you betting on?"

Facts have proved that it doesn't matter what the bet is, as long as the bet is good enough, it is good luck. In this round, Tan Zhao's "luck" is still surprisingly good.

"Acceptance, I won." She smiled and showed her big white teeth.

Brother Hu looked at the cards and couldn't believe it: "You..."

"What me? You don't want to deny it?" Tan Zhaoyi paused, stood up and said, "A total of 240 million, after deducting my debt of 130 million, there are still more than 100 million. With this money What am I doing wrong? In fact, I don’t mind coming to your casino every night to make a fuss. Anyway, I’m alone. If I want money, I’ll die. How can the money of the people’s teacher compare to 100 million, you Don’t you mean it, brother Hu?”

Brother Hu actually felt speechless.

He is an orphan, so he made it clear that he doesn't care about the dead salary. It was the first time he found out that Su Jinglin was so good at fighting, you are so good at fighting, why didn't you show it earlier!

But if he was asked to choose 100 million and poor teachers, he...would choose the former.

Brother Hu was really in trouble now, and he even started to complain that Yingzi, a bitch, let her in.

In the end, Tan not only destroyed the IOU, but even left the casino with a huge sum of money.

Of course, after he left, he passed a dark alley, and "of course" was besieged by a group of people with knives.

These are all civilized people, it's not good to use a knife or a stick, and he's still wearing a plaster cast, he's just a bully.

Tan was bullied back "of course".

Passing by a fundraising agency, Tan Zhao put a huge sum of money into the donation box, and used the phone booth at the door to call 110 to report. Hey, I feel that the red scarf on my chest is getting brighter and brighter.

After donating the money, Tan became a poor teacher worth 300 yuan again. He ate supper at a food stall on the street, and then went to Xiaofeng Feng's house.

But before he reached the gate of the community, he heard the sound of someone fighting again.

"Student Feng, it's you again."

It was only then that Tan Zhao realized that classmate Feng was also very ruthless in fighting. Although two fists were no match for four hands, his posture was right there.

"It's you meddling again, brothers, come on!"

It was only now that Tan Zhao discovered that there were six people besieging and beating classmate Feng, which was twice as many as the three people in the daytime. Did he offend someone?

"He is my student, bullying people under my nose, this is not acceptable."

Just as Feng Xiulan was about to let someone run away, before he could say the word run, the besiegers collapsed, only one standing with a stick, already trembling, obviously did not dare to go forward.

Tan Zhao recognized the "junjie" who wanted to bump into his right hand during the day: "Stop hitting?"

As soon as the words fell, this "junjie" dropped the wooden stick and picked up his brother and left quickly, running faster than in the daytime.

Sure enough, he is a "hero". Tan Zhao turned around and looked at Feng Xiulan who was leaning in the alley:

"Student Feng, you are also in the third year of high school. It's not good to not do your homework at home at night and run out to fight."

Shock still remained in Feng Xiulan's pupils, but this did not prevent him from turning back: "Mr. Su, it's because you didn't assign homework."

"..."