Chapter 163: Ten to One Horse Racing, Big Profit
Li Rong's side has to be slower because he is buying 150,000 at once and the procedures are not that fast.
"Sir, are you sure you want to bet on number five?" the staff asked.
"Sure, hurry up!"
Li Rong's tone was very impatient. Today he was dressed as a one-eyed dragon with a fierce look. It was obvious that he was an evil spirit with many lives on his hands.
The staff also bullied the weak and feared the strong, so they placed the bet on him obediently.
When Officer Zheng heard the commotion here, he couldn't help but look at Li Rong a few more times, but he didn't care too much. It was only 150,000, and a ten to one payout was only 1.5 million, which didn't have much impact.
However, he became interested in these two people. He was very sure that the information about this horse racing bet was not leaked. How did these two people bet correctly?
Is it really just luck?
Li Rong felt his gaze and looked back. Zheng Guan smiled slightly, and he smiled back.
"Do you know him?"
Luo Xinxin asked in a low voice.
"Official Zheng, the current leader of the Axe Gang. The man next to him is Wu De, the young master of the Wu family."
Li Rong took her to watch Marseille, and after it was over, he would earn 1.5 million.
When she heard about the Axe Gang, Luo Xinxin couldn't help laughing. She thought of a movie she had seen in her previous life, which also had an Axe Gang in it.
There are ordinary seats and VIP seats for watching the Marseilles. They can only go to the ordinary seats. Li Rong is very strong and has the ferocious image of a one-eyed dragon, so he quickly occupied the best seat.
The race is about to start in ten minutes. Horse number five looks lazy, while horse number six next to it is tall, majestic and full of energy. No wonder so many people bet on number six.
"Why did Wu De's parents give him this name? Isn't Wu De a bad person?"
Luo Xinxin suddenly realized it and became happier the more she thought about it.
"It is better to be immoral than to be dead."
Li Rong replied, and Luo Xinxin felt that it was quite right. She couldn't help but sigh: "No matter how much money you have, it can't save your life. This Young Master Wu is a good person, but it's a pity that he has a terminal illness."
"It's not a terminal illness, it's a curse."
Li Rong has been very busy these days. He has thoroughly investigated all the big families in Hong Kong Island. Naturally, he also knows about the legend of the Wu family's curse.
"What kind of curse? Could it be some kind of black magic from the South Seas?"
Luo Xinxin immediately became interested. She had heard that black magic from Southeast Asia was popular in Hong Kong Island, and that many celebrities raised ghosts in order to become famous, but suffered backlash.
"The Wu family never admitted to the curse, only saying it was a family hereditary disease..."
Li Rong didn't know much about the Wu family's secrets, but he was sure that the curse was very powerful. Three generations of the Wu family had invited countless masters, but none of them could lift the curse.
"It's only three generations old. It's definitely not a hereditary disease. It must be the result of the old man from the Wu family. Is he still alive?"
Luo Xinxin analyzed enthusiastically that thanks to having read so many novels in her previous life, her reasoning ability is now comparable to that of Sherlock Holmes.
“Alive and well.”
Li Rong was also a little confused. Everyone in the Wu family, young and old, was in good health, but the person who was cursed could not live beyond the age of twenty.
Moreover, the Wu family is not only wealthy, but also has many children. Old Mr. Wu had three brothers, one of whom died early. The remaining two each had three sons, and the sons had grandsons. By the generation of Wu De, there were more than twenty brothers and sisters.
There are many wealthy people in Hong Kong who have few children, so I envy the Wu family so much.
"This Wu De is quite unlucky."
Luo Xinxin spoke with sympathy. The whole family was living well, but only Wu De couldn't live past twenty. How unlucky!
Li Rong winked at her, and Wu De and Zheng Guan came towards them.
"Aguan, it's very clear here."
Wu De stood next to Luo Xinxin. He looked at the view and was very satisfied.
When Officer Zheng saw them, his eyes became deep. He stepped between Wu De and Luo Xinxin, protecting his friend like a bodyguard.
"The VIP seats offer a clearer view and are less noisy."
Zheng Guan's tone was helpless.
"That's boring. I like the hustle and bustle."
Wu De curled his lips. He liked the bustling alleys and the atmosphere there. He also liked eating at roadside stalls, which he felt tasted better than the food cooked by chefs at home. He also liked going to the noisy vegetable market and watching the aunties bargaining with the bosses, and even arguing with them. He found it particularly interesting.
The race started, and horse number six was far ahead. The audience in the ordinary seats shouted very loudly, cheering for horse number six, and the sound was as loud as thunder.
Horse number five was running slowly at the back, looking as if it was too lazy to grow hair. Luo Xinxin's heart was in her throat. Was the 150,000 yuan going to waste?
"Won't."
Li Rong comforted her, saying that it was just the beginning and the outcome could not be determined until the last second.
Sure enough, the lazy horse number five suddenly accelerated, changed his previous laziness, rushed to the first place, and quickly widened the distance with horse number six, winning the championship without any suspense.
"Why is it number five? There must be something fishy going on. It's clearly number six who's always been ahead!"
“Give me back!”
The audience was very angry, shouting that there was a shady deal and demanding that the racecourse return their money.
Soon, several tall and strong thugs came and kicked out the people who were shouting the loudest.
The remaining people didn't dare to make trouble anymore. They could only consider themselves unlucky and walked away dejectedly.
Several people who bet on number five were shouting with joy. Among them was a young couple. The girl had her hair in a bun and a gold hairpin with a pendant at the end, which looked particularly beautiful.
The young couple was very excited. The boy hugged the girl and started spinning around in circles, and the spinning got faster and faster.
Luo Xinxin and Li Rong were about to go to the window to get the money. Wu De walked beside Li Rong, and Zheng Guan was still guarding him like a bodyguard.
The young couple who were still spinning were laughing very happily. Their laughter infected Wu De, and he couldn't help but stop to watch.
“How happy they are!”
Wu De sighed.
"You are so poor that you can't be happy!" Zheng Guan said coldly.
This young couple are both wearing clothes from street stalls. The hairpins the woman wears are also from street stalls, and the cosmetics they use are even cheaper. Both of them have a cheap smell all over their bodies. How can they be happy?
"Love is enough to satisfy one's hunger!"
Wu De felt that his friend was too extreme.
"If you only drink water and don't eat, you can only live for half a month at most."
Officer Zheng spoke the truth mercilessly: bread is always more important than love, and love without bread is only suitable for ghosts.
Because ghosts don't need to eat.
Wu De was so angry that he laughed and glared at him unhappily.
Luo Xinxin also laughed out loud after hearing this.
At this moment, a golden hairpin shot towards Wu De, with the pointed end pointing at his eyes. If it hit him, even if he didn't go blind, it would affect his vision.
Zheng Guan's reaction was not slow, but he was standing some distance away from the golden hairpin. Just as he was about to stab Wu De, Li Rong stretched out his hand and pinched the golden hairpin with two fingers.
At this time, the golden hairpin was just a little bit away from Wu De's eyes.
Zheng Guan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Li Rong, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome. It's just a small favor."
Li Rong smiled slightly, and with a little force from his fingers, the hairpin broke into two pieces.
The young couple stopped spinning and came over in panic to apologize.
"If you can't afford a gold hairpin, buy a silver one. If you can't even afford a silver hairpin, carve a wooden one yourself. What kind of man are you if you buy a tin hairpin? A loser like you wouldn't even be wanted as a gigolo!"
Zheng Guan looked at the man with a very cold look. Of course, he did not let the girl go. "Are you blind or mentally retarded? You picked such a loser and can't even afford a silver hairpin. You treat a tin hairpin as a treasure. Even though you are not good-looking, there are still people willing to pay for it if you sell it. If you sell it for a few more nights, you can earn a gold hairpin. You can only wear an iron hairpin with this loser, but you can earn gold hairpins with other men. Don't you think you are stupid?"
The short play adapted by Qiqi and Lu Ye is now online, called "The Wind Rises in Qiye". If you are interested, you can go and watch it.
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