There is no good end for gamblers.
- Why didn't you say this last night? !
The Third Young Master wanted to scold his mother, but this matter had nothing to do with his mother. He was the one who invited the wolf into the house. It was his own greed. If he had stopped early, he would not have lost so much.
If he had not been sure that he could kill He Yu, he would never have come to this point.
He got what he wanted out of his greed, and he was sure that he could kill He Yu and clean up the mess. However, he did not expect that he was the prey that fell into the trap.
He simply could not kill He Yu!
The equipment on the Third Young Master Bryant was all "money power", which could not be used against He Yu. Either He Yu was particularly strong, or there was something wrong with He Yu.
Anyway, the result was that he was out of the control of the Third Young Master.
Most gamblers are like this. When they are addicted, they spend everything they have and think they can win and turn the tables. But after losing, their minds suddenly become clear and they start to regret endlessly.
But when temptation comes again, they still can't control their desires.
This is human nature, especially for people with money.
The third young master took a deep breath and stared at He Yu with his eyes: "You did it on purpose. You approached me on purpose yesterday and were knocked down by the urban management staff on purpose!"
If He Yu could ignore his attack, how could his attack yesterday work? It
was all his intention!
He approached me on purpose and was knocked down, so that he would be interested and be alert, tempting him to gamble boldly. In the end... he lost all the funds he could use and still owed 6 million.
The fat on the Third Young Master's face was trembling, his face was flushed with anger, and veins on his forehead were bulging.
He Yu tilted his head, looking innocent, holding the cards and spreading his hands: "I did set a trap, but everything was the Third Young Master's own choice. Besides, I advised you twice, but you didn't listen."
The Third Young Master: "..."
He was so angry that his lips trembled up and down, pointing at He Yu and unable to speak.
Yes, He Yu "advised" him twice.
He didn't want to listen at the time, his mind was like crazy, and he just wanted to continue gambling.
The barrage in front of him was full of comments——
"Damn, why was the Third Young Master's attack on He Yu ineffective?"
"He Yu did it on purpose yesterday. He pretended so well. His acting skills are amazing."
"I know why the attack was ineffective. Everyone, please read the rules carefully: contestants are protected by the rules and will not die on Money Star during the competition. In other words, Cheng Zhao cannot win by killing He Yu, and He Yu will not die at the hands of other Money Star people. They are equivalent to invincible on Money Star!!"
"That's right, this is a one-or-no match between He Yu and Cheng Zhao, not a competition with Money Star people." "
That's good. He Yu is a weakling. In this way, at least he won't be killed."
"What's good about it? He Yu has no offensive power. Even if others can't kill him, he can't do anything to others. But Cheng Zhao is different. This rule makes Cheng Zhao invincible! He can even ignore SS level and SSS level to rob!"
"Damn, isn't He Yu doomed to fail?"
...
He Yu's eyes were slightly cold. Definitely defeated? No, there is no such thing as a sure defeat.
But this copy does force one of him and Cheng Zhao to die. No matter who dies, it seems that it doesn't matter? And the opposite side also effectively blocks the possibility of cooperation between them.
He Yu lowered his eyes slightly to hide the coldness in his eyes.
Although he blocked the coldness, the third young master still felt a chill from him, and he shivered subconsciously.
Reason returned, the Third Young Master took a deep breath, and did not choose the two methods he had thought of before, but said the third one: "He Yu, I can let you leave alive. No matter why you are not afraid of my attack, you can't not be afraid of the attack of the entire Bryant family."
He Yu did not comment, looked at him, and motioned him to continue.
The Third Young Master finally calmed down, he straightened his clothes, and said in a faint voice: "It's not that I can't give you the money, but you have to return the money on the account to me first, so that I can beat the boss in the capital competition, and then I will give you the money."
The previous two methods, whether giving the money to He Yu or his father attacking He Yu, were not feasible.
He chose the third way, winning the competition first, and then giving the money.
The Third Young Master thought he had a good idea, but He Yu looked at him as if he was an idiot.
The Third Young Master: "???"
He raised his voice: "You don't want to?!"
He Yu had no expression on his face, and said righteously: "Of course I don't want to. Once the money goes into my pocket, don't even think about me taking it out."
Moreover, money is like meat buns hitting dogs, it will never come back. If he takes it out, the Third Young Master will not give it to him again.
This is a money alien, and he probably won't recognize IOUs.
He Yu will never take out the money in his pocket.
The Third Young Master: "!"
He was so angry that he jumped up and down, his face trembling, and his voice was excited: "He Yu! Don't refuse a toast and then drink a punishment wine. At worst, we will die together, and you will never leave the Bryant family alive!"
He turned around and strode to the door: "Someone come!"
Behind him, He Yu said lightly: "Your method is really stupid. This method can't let you win, it can only let you maintain the status quo. Do you want to consider the fourth method?"
The Third Young Master was stunned.
There is a fourth method?
He turned and looked at He Yu, his eyes suspicious: "What fourth method?"
Unknowingly, he was already talking to He Yu on an equal footing.
He Yu raised his hand, put away the chips and playing cards on the table, brushed his clothes, revealed a seductive smile, and said softly: "Third Young Master, you can also consider being a stacker."
This damn familiar smile!
The Third Young Master now doesn't think He Yu is tempting at all. He just thinks He Yu is like a hateful devil. When he smiles, he will drag him into hell again.
He smiled twice last night, once to tempt him to start playing poker, and the other time to tempt him to lose 10 million.
This third time, it doesn't look like anything good.
The Third Young Master gritted his teeth: "...What is a stacker?"
He Yu smiled slightly: "Introduce your eldest brother to me, let me play with him."
Third Young Master: “???”
Eh? !
Let the boss who competed with him come to Heyu to gamble?
It seems possible.
Third Young Master’s eyes lit up instantly.
He could lose 10 million, but the boss might lose 20 million? When it came to the capital competition, the boss was much worse than him, but he still won...
Third Young Master smiled.
At the door, Bodyguard B knocked respectfully: "Third Young Master, you called us--"
Third Young Master turned around and roared: "Get out!"
Bodyguard B: "???"
He didn't understand. Wasn't it Third Young Master who called them to "come here"? !
It's already halfway through the morning, and Third Young Master hasn't come out yet? Is
that beggar so powerful? ?
Bodyguard B was very puzzled and left silently.
However, not long after he left, the door was opened, and the Third Young Master stood at the door with a frown and shouted: "Where are the people? Where did they go!"
Bodyguard B: "..."
- You are the young master, everything you say is right.
He went over happily, with a respectful face: "Third Young Master."
The Third Young Master coughed and said: "Ask someone to send some clothes over."
After a pause, he added: "Pick the good ones."
The attitude towards the creditor should be better, and he also expects He Yu to help cheat the boss, so the necessary attitude should be shown.
"...Yes!"
Bodyguard B couldn't see inside from this angle, but it didn't prevent him from looking full of awe.
- Really capable.
The clothes were delivered quickly. They were all handmade by the servants of the Bly family. The third young master took a look and pointed at one of them: "This one, give it to me."
The servant quickly took it down, and the third young master went in with the clothes.
The servants looked at each other. At this moment, they and bodyguard B had the same idea -
he was really capable.
Ten minutes later.
The door opened again and the third young master walked out.
The fat and wealthy third young master was not eye-catching. What was eye-catching was the man following him.
The sun was shining outside, and the house without curtains seemed a little dim. The man walked from the dim light and shadow to the bright sunshine outside step by step.
He is as tall as jade, with black slim-fitting suit pants outlining his perfect long legs. He is "not tall", but that is compared to other people in the Federation. Such a pair of legs on him can definitely be called perfect long legs.
The leather shoes fell to the ground, and the bright sunlight shone on the leather shoes. Above the long legs with smooth lines like a painting is a perfect hip shape. The waist seems to be only one palm wide and can be held in one hand.
The third young master just secretly compared it, and one palm covered most of his waist.
The white shirt is tucked into the suit pants, neatly, and the black vest outlines the waistline. The three exquisite buttons are all buttoned neatly, and even the cuffs are tightly buttoned, full of abstinence.
Looking up, the shirt has one button opened, and the collarbone is faintly visible, which is very imaginative. His long neck is fully exposed, he swallows his saliva,
his Adam's apple moves, and he is full of desire. The sense of abstinence and desire overlap, the delicate and graceful face of a god and the rimless glasses, the thin and frail figure and the cold and tough eyes, the straight spine... contradictory and fitting.
He put his right elbow on the suit jacket and walked out of the dark room into the bright sunlight. The sunlight sprinkled on his pale face, and the broken hair in front of his forehead cast a shadow.
Perhaps because of the dazzling sunlight, he squinted slightly.
Then, he scanned the crowd and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Prepare all these things for me."
After that, he handed a few sheets of paper to bodyguard B.
Bodyguard B looked at him blankly, took it subconsciously, and replied, "Yes!"
Then he reacted and looked at the Third Young Master fiercely.
He was finished, he was obviously a bodyguard who only obeyed the Third Young Master's orders, but he just agreed subconsciously.
The Third Young Master had been shocked by He Yu's looks, and he could barely hold on at this moment. Seeing Bodyguard B looking at him, he immediately kicked him and glared, "Go quickly!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Bodyguard B nodded and bowed, took a few pieces of paper and hurried away, but his heart was shocked.
- My God, this beggar is so handsome when he changes his clothes!
- He looks more like a young master than the Third Young Master.
Moreover, he actually bypassed the Third Young Master and gave him a direct order, and the Third Young Master himself had no objection. This, this, this is... really capable!
Two hours later.
He Yu and the Third Young Master had finished their meal, and the things were ready. Bodyguard B brought them up and handed them to He Yu respectfully with both hands, his expression showing unprecedented awe.
"He Yu... Young Master, it's ready." Bodyguard B said.
He Yu nodded, wiped the corners of his mouth calmly, threw down the towel, stood up, took the box, and moved smoothly.
It was a custom-made black safe, which contained a lot of things, so it was a bit heavy.
But he lifted it easily, holding the box in one hand and taking the suit jacket handed by the servant in the other hand, and putting it on his elbow as usual.
He Yu's movements were very natural, as if he took it for granted to be served.
Compared to the fat and silly Third Young Master next to him, the servants inexplicably felt that it was more normal to serve He Yu. They tidied He Yu's clothes, opened the door respectfully, and stood on both sides of the door.
The Third Young Master didn't care, because the scene was very harmonious. It would be discordant for someone like He Yu to have no one to serve him.
He Yu moved his neck and said in a light voice: "Let's go."
After that, he raised his feet and strode out with a dashing posture.
The Third Young Master immediately followed, and his body was bouncing.
Everyone who looked at their backs was silent.
Who is the young master after all?
- The Third Young Master is so happy, so it's okay for them to subconsciously want to serve Young Master He Yu, right?
The two walked out.
The Third Young Master lowered his voice and asked, "What's in the box?"
He Yu glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "Poker, mahjong, bridge, dice..."
The third young master widened his eyes and stared at the box: "So many types?!"
He Yu smiled: "Want to play?"
The third young master swallowed, then shook his head violently, and said in a firm voice, almost like a curse: "No, I quit gambling!"
"Oh." He Yu did not comment.