Wu Ming listened with all his attention. The dice made a crisp sound in the cup, landed on the glass surface, rolled and stopped. In the first shop, he threw a small chip casually. After all, at home and in a casino, he first threw a stone to ask for directions and test it.

Wu Mingsheng started a good start.

Wu Ming smiled faintly, raised his hand to signal the dealer to continue.

Slowly, the more chips there were in front of Wu Ming, and Han Han realized that the strategy Wu Ming adopted was basically not much different in the number of times he lost, but it was a small loss and big loss.

Smart and powerful. Han Han couldn't help but nodded secretly. This style of play is indeed very clever. Wu Ming's bets are very small when he is not sure, and sometimes he even loses on purpose. However, he bets very big when he wins. He is in and out. He originally lost half of each win or Wu Ming's slightly disadvantaged, but his chips are increasing unknowingly.

At this time, several players came to the betting table and started betting. They were talking loudly. Wu Ming frowned unaware of it. He was very annoyed by the noisy sound. But he did not stop, but he bet less in several consecutive shops.

"Buy it and leave!" The dealer put the dice cup and said loudly.HTN

Wu Ming looked at the chips on the table. It had been about four or five thousand yuan, which was more than doubled when he came. Without hesitation, he reached out and bet more than half of the chips on the big one.

"Double five single six, six, sixteen o'clock!" the dealer reported loudly.

Wu Ming leisurely lit a cigarette, and Han Han smiled and gathered the chips over.

"Four o'clock, five o'clock, six o'clock, fifteen o'clock!" Wu Ming won another big hand, more than 5,000 yuan.

"One, two, three, six o'clock!" Wu Ming lost more than two thousand yuan with the excited voice of the dealer.

"Let's go and see what's fun elsewhere." Wu Ming stood up, shook his head gently, and said to Han Han.

"More than one thousand turns into more than ten thousand. Tsk tsk. It's so satisfying!" Han Han said with a smile while holding the money bag.

"These money is filled with pocket land. If the money becomes money tickets, don't spend it randomly. Use it as a gambling bill and often change it to accumulate a lot!" Wu Ming was also very happy. He leaned back and leisurely vomited a cigarette ring.

Driving on the road in Shanghai, dim old street lights flashed one by one, reflecting the high buildings on both sides like a deep valley.

Han Han hesitated for a while, mustered up the courage to say to Wu Ming, "I don't want to do it in the newspaper."

"Why?" Wu Ming asked in surprise: "I think I've made little money. No, do you lack money?"

"I just think it's boring." Han Han looked bitter, "Why would I work for you?"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes and touched his chin without answering for the time being.

"I'll help you manage that small grocery store." Han Han smiled flatteringly, "You can't worry, either."

"Isn't it a bit bad to get it together?" Wu Ming glanced at Han Han, "Let's talk about this when I go back!" As he said that, he nodded at the coachman.

Han Han nodded understandingly. He sat up straight and stopped talking.

A woman wearing a cheongsam suddenly rushed out of the alley next to her. With a "gao", the tricycle made a harsh sound. N stopped, and Wu Ming and Han Han leaned forward suddenly.

The woman didn't run far. She shook her body, shook off her shoes, limped and continued to run away, as if she had twisted her feet.

"Catch her." Seven or eight big men chased out of the alley, shouting while chasing.

"Little Hoof, where can I run? I will catch you and beat you half to death."

"I will never go back to die, I will fight you." The woman leaned against the wall, picked up half of the branch from the ground in her hand, swinging it so hard that the wind was blowing, and was fighting for trapped beasts.

"Ouch, bitch." Someone was careless.

Wu Ming frowned and gently pushed Han Han, "Do you feel familiar with the sound just now?"

"Are you familiar?" Han Han shook his head, "I didn't hear it!" He paused for a moment and said, "Then I'll go down and take a look." Without waiting for Wu Ming to agree, he jumped out of the car and strode over.

Wu Ming scratched his head, rolled his eyes and thought about it carefully.

"Ah, the little hoof bites people." Another person screamed.

"Bite you bastards to death and let you know that the Hong family is not easy to bully." The woman's hair also dissipated, she was panting and cursing fiercely.

"Hong Family? Hong... Yue." Wu Ming could hear it clearly now and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Sir, your subordinates have started fighting with those people." The coachman was a silly young man, and he actually laughed heartlessly.

Wu Ming was too lazy to pay attention to him. It seemed that he couldn't be kind today. He looked around and found a guy first, so he was not conspicuous.

It's all. Wu Ming grabbed a purse, circled it in his hand twice, and headed straight for the group of big men. I used the money to kill you. This weapon is so powerful!

"I'll fight!" As the cries were heard, the wallet hit the back of a big man's head with the sound of wind. With a clamor, the guy shook and fell head-on. Wu Ming swung his backhand, and the wallet had an intimate contact with another big man's face. Silver stars were shining everywhere, and the guy was also knocked to the ground by a lot of money.

Han Han's kung fu was already good, and he was so stuffy these days that he had finally had a good opportunity to relax his muscles and activate his blood. He screamed, and his southern fists and northern legs were playing to the fullest. In addition, Wu Ming's irresistible money offensive, seven or eight could only be used to pretend to be the power of the tiger, and how could the weak gangsters be their opponents? In a short while, they were beaten to the point of being in a mess.

"Meteors rush the moon." Wu Ming flew out the money bag in his hand and was hitting the back of the head of a guy who saw that the situation was not good and wanted to escape.

Han Handong looked around and saw that there was no opponent anymore. He pointed at Hong Yue with his finger, turned around and ran to pick up the money bag.

"Still swing!" Wu Ming snatched the stick in Hong Yue's hand and threw it aside, "Miss Hong, stop being angry, go, go!"

"Where to go?" Hong Yue protected her chest with both fists and posed.

"Come on, I don't even recognize me." Wu Ming pulled her fist away with amusement and whispered: "I am your eldest brother Wang, Wang Busi."
Chapter completed!