Delinquent: Reckless Youth

Delinquent youth, hot-blooded and wild!

Wang Hao, who was bullied and ostracized by his classmates for three years in junior high, thought things would change when he came to Chengnan High Sc...

Chapter 797: So Cool

Once when I stepped into the golden room, I found the short mule there. I stood at the door and glared at him fiercely. The short mule also raised his head and glared at me fiercely. Everyone present, who doesn't know the gap between us? They immediately fell silent and dared not speak. The big man who was watching the scene saw this, so he walked towards me and said softly: "Brother Hao, this..."

I waved my hands and said, "It's okay. I know the rules of the Golden House. Life is long, so let's fight it out there."

In fact, according to the situation at that time, I was in the south of the city and he was in the north of the city. We had no business dealings and were not even remotely related. Even if I wanted to take revenge, I had no chance. Any harsh words I said would only become angry words in the end, so Shorty was not afraid at all. Shorty was also playing poker at the time, so I joined in and deliberately went against him. Everyone at the table could see it, so they consciously made way for us. If he goes up, I go up too. If he goes dark, I go dark too. If he goes open, I go dark too. This style of play is a fighting style. So after a while, the chips in my hand were reduced by half. Director Ma was also present, and he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Brother Hao, play it steady."

I nodded, and became a little more stable, but I still looked for opportunities to fight with the short mule. One time, I had a big hand and finally beat the short mule. I was so happy that I burst out laughing on the spot, saying that it was so fucking satisfying, which made the short mule look very gloomy. Things changed, and the short mule beat me again. This time it was his turn to laugh, and my face was very gloomy. The smell of gunpowder in the field became stronger and no one dared to speak. After playing one game after another, I finally lost all the chips in my hand, while the short mule won a big victory, and the chips in front of him were like a pile of small mountains. After I lost, I felt a little embarrassed and was about to get up and leave. The short mule touched the chips and said it was so fucking cool. I replied, "It's so fucking cool, and I'll go back and have a good time with your mother."

The conflict immediately intensified.

The short mule slammed the table, stood up suddenly, pointed at me and said, "Wang Hao, you fucking say that again?"

"It's so fucking good..."

Before I could finish my words, several big men in the field rushed over quickly. Two of them stopped me and said, "Brother Hao, calm down, we are all here to have fun..." Two of them rushed to the short mule, stopped him and said, "Brother Mule, be happy that you won money..."

I exhaled, waved my hands, and said, "I'll give Mr. Rong face and not bother with him today." Then I pointed at the short mule and said, "Grandson, do you dare to come tomorrow? Let's see who's better at the poker table."

The short mule said, "If you don't come, you're a bastard."

I packed up my stuff and left. The people watching the scene in the Golden House breathed a sigh of relief. The next day, I came to the Golden House as promised, and the short mule came as expected. We fought for dozens of rounds, and in the end, I was defeated miserably. I was so angry that I gasped and pointed at the short mule and said, "Grandson, come back tomorrow if you have the ability." Then I left the Golden House.

On the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... We came every day, and fought dozens of rounds every day. Sometimes I won, sometimes he won. But in general, I still lost more. The whole underworld knew that I and the short mule had fought in the Golden House. This was a big news. People kept asking about our wins and losses. In the end, everyone came to the conclusion that Wang Hao was furious, while the short mule was still very stable. No matter how big the family business is, it can't withstand such a toss. If this continues, Wang Hao will lose his pants.

During the days when I was fighting with the short mule, celebrities from all walks of life in Beiyuan City came to watch. One time, Zhou Honglin also came and stood behind me for a while. Seeing my almost crazy gambling method, he couldn't help but remind me: "Wang Hao, play more steadily."

I said, "It's okay, uncle. I know what I'm doing."

After I said this, Zhou Honglin couldn't say anything else. After all, he was the overlord of the south city, and he couldn't teach me a lesson in front of everyone.

On this day, I fought with the short mule again, and a circle of people stood around. They soon discovered that I had very few chips, only about fifty, and they were all gone in a short while.