The game was intense.
But I'm just a spectator.
I had to use endurance to control my desire.
It was only after I returned to the capital that I understood the true intention of Liu Xuankun of Hangzhou in displaying his cheating skills.
I have no control over that slippery deck of cards.
If he warned me in person not to overestimate my abilities, I would not only not listen but would feel resentful.
However, when I held that special deck of cards in my hand, I realized that I couldn't do it.
If I continue to encounter con men, my fate will be even worse than Lan Jiacheng's.
At around eleven o'clock at night, the jade shop owner Song Lu finally arrived.
He looked gloomy and uneasy, and his legs were weak as he stood on the ground.
Tang Yong looked at him calmly: "What happened? Why are you so slow?"
"I just got the news that Miao Fengdeng of Fengshou Antique Shop has passed away. I called his wife to comfort her." Song Lu said as he found a place to sit down and placed the suitcase containing the money beside him.
Tang Yong said nonchalantly, "I've also heard that Miao Fengdeng, who had a lot of good stuff, died. It seems he committed suicide by taking poison."
"yes."
Song Lu pursed his lips tightly, as if he didn't dare to say more.
But he couldn't help but say, "It's not easy for anyone to come into this world. I'm the kind of person who doesn't harm anyone. I just want to live forever."
Shen Haobo, the banker, looked at him with a slightly frown.
"Your words are confusing. Do you want to take medicine too?"
"I drink alcohol, not drugs."
"Do you think Miao Fengdeng's death has anything to do with me?" Shen Haobo asked angrily.
"No, I don't think so, really not..."
Song Lu's lips were trembling and his body was shaking.
Shen Haobo said coldly: “If you want to play, put money in the bet, if you don’t want to play, get out.”
"Since we're here, we must have fun."
Song Lu opened the suitcase and sat down.
In my opinion, Song Lu's behavior was a bit extreme, which is not a good thing for him.
In fact, he shouldn't have come tonight.
Previously, the people who had direct contact with Mr. Shen had always been Duan Hui and Yang Rong.
As long as Mr. Shen didn't come to him, he shouldn't show up here.
Even if Tang Yong was asked to plead for mercy, he should still avoid it.
At this moment, Ding Yuan actually looked at me and said, "Dong Hang, I can't believe you're actually going to quit gambling. If you're willing to hook up with me, I'll break up with Fan Xingchen right away."
"We are not on the same path."
I thought to myself, just once is enough for me.
Shen Haobo curled her lips, as if mocking my experience of being persecuted by the epilepsy perfume. She asked with a smile: "Have you been to the Magic City?"
"I haven't been there yet. My activities are basically all in the capital."
"Young people, you must go out more often and see the sights. The brothels of the foreign lands, the turbulent Shanghai Bund. Shanghai is called the Devil's City because during the Republic of China era, demons were rampant in the west of Shanghai and the concessions..."
Shen Haobo was chatting and laughing.
The former International Settlement and French Concession, as well as Hongkou and West Shanghai...
Suddenly, his cell phone rang and the caller ID showed that the number was Hangzhou.
He picked up the phone, and in a short time, his expression changed several times.
He raised his left hand, held it in the air for a moment, and then began to scratch his head frantically.
"How many died?"
Shen Haobo asked with a pale face and trembling lips.
I couldn't hear clearly what the other party said.
But Tang Yong and I both know that at the White Snake Nightclub, Lao Lan’s action against the Sima family was successful!
"You are all a bunch of trash! I order you to block the news as much as possible! Keep me informed of any developments!"
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