Chapter 107 "Xiaoman"
Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes widened. "It's just a few hundred dollars, and you just want to throw it away. What's going on?"
Zhao Xiaoyue was speechless. "It's obvious that the driver was scared by you. Your skill of sleeping with your eyes open is quite unique!"
Zhang Xiaomeng scratched his head. "This is all because of a senior brother who used to play tricks on me when I was sleeping. Later, I developed this problem. My eyes will open automatically when I am in an unfamiliar environment, and they will close when it is safe."
"That's fine."
"Hehehe, but there's absolutely no problem with flying a private jet or something!"
Zhao Xiaoyue has moved on. She will deal with this man when she grows up.
The town of Manton is a romantic place, like a fairy tale world in dreams. There is a narrow river running through the town, and every few meters there is a quaint bridge connecting the two sides of the town.
The whole town looks like a small violet from overhead, but its beauty is destroyed by the river that runs across it.
The two walked along the bluestone road, with shadows of trees in the background, "Wow, this place is so beautiful, Helm!"
You can imagine how beautiful this place is that even people who don't understand beauty can't help but be amazed by it.
But Zhao Xiaoyue poured cold water on him, "That's why people ignore what's hidden underneath."
Zhao Xiaoyue said earnestly: "Brother, remember, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is. That's what Zhang Wuji's mother said."
Zhao Xiaoyue walked to a gate with ease and knocked on it in a very special way.
After a while, an old man with white hair and a cane walked out. "What's the matter?"
Zhao Xiaoyue smiled, took out a stack of money she had prepared in advance, and threw it into the yard.
The wife immediately smiled and gave Zhao Xiaoyue a sign.
Zhao Xiaoyue walked sideways and crossed the yard. The old woman was so embarrassed that she said, "Go inside. Do you want me to lead the way?"
Zhao Xiaoyue ignored her. This was the first door to this casino. All it took was money!
Zhang Xiaomeng followed behind Zhao Xiaoyue, watching the series of operations at the helm, looking familiar with it as if he often came here.
Along the way there were either mountains, trees or bluestone roads. After ten minutes or so, the light dimmed and Zhang Xiaomeng felt like he was going downhill.
"Master, is this casino really underground? I thought..."
Zhao Xiaoyue said slowly: "Well, it's a black casino."
The light became brighter as they walked further, and a magnificent European-style gate appeared in front of them. A man walked over, and Zhang Xiaomeng flashed the sign.
The gray wooden sign shook, and the man smiled like the old woman, opened the door and let them in.
Zhang Xiaomeng was puzzled, "Is there anything special about this brand?"
Zhao Xiaoyue took a look and said, "The worse it is, the richer they are. The more exquisite it is, the poorer they are."
"Why?" Zhang Xiaomeng looked at the sign in confusion.
"Why else? Of course, the truly wealthy are low-key, while the poor love to show off!"
Only insiders know these.
Not far away, there was a lot of noise. Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes almost popped out. This was too big.
It must be several thousand square meters, with all kinds of games. The dealers are scantily clad and dealing cards, and there are high chips in front of everyone. Bunny girls are walking back and forth holding champagne and expensive red wine, and there are people of all skin colors.
Zhao Xiaoyue avoided people's contact, walked to a table where people were playing Texas Hold'em, and asked the people behind it, "What do you know how to play?"
Zhang Xiaomeng said confidently: "Tractor, poker, and Werewolf..."
"Okay, I know you don't know how to play." What a fool, who would play a tractor in a place like this?
Zhang Xiaomeng watched the helmsman turn to the dice table. There were still people betting at this table. Zhao Xiaoyue threw in a few fifty-pound notes, and the money doubled in a few seconds.
Zhao Xiaoyue left after getting the drink, then walked to the bartender who specialized in mixing cocktails and ordered a glass of not-so-strong wine.
Zhang Xiaomeng stood behind him like a bodyguard, and sighed in his heart, "The helmsman is really good. He won so much money in one go."
There was no harvest on the first day, and I didn’t see anyone for several days.
Half a month later
Zhang Xiaomeng asked doubtfully, "Does the helmsman know that you remembered it wrongly?"
"will not."
Why was the helmsman so sure? Had she been here before?
Bored Zhang Xiaomeng walked around the street and returned to the hotel with breakfast in his hand.
It has been a month, and the person the helmsman is looking for has not been found yet. If he can't find him, he will have to go back.
Because school is about to start!
This is the last time today, and Zhao Xiaoyue is ready to try her luck again.
I don’t know how much money has been spent in the past few days. Zhang Xiaomeng was heartbroken and sobbed, "Master, go back and buy a private jet."
"I will buy it for you when you make money."
Still no hope!
This time they changed the location and went to the fourth floor.
Zhang Xiaomeng watched the money being thrown out, and when he took the helm and was about to throw the money, he simply closed his eyes.
Out of sight!
Sitting in the most luxurious room with only a few tables of people, Zhao Xiaoyue didn't care about their looks at all.
She has searched almost every place where he might have gone. Could it be that the person is not here?
She quickly denied her own speculation, the person must be here!
"Hello, room service!"
The bodyguard opened the door and a waiter came in, followed by a guy with a bruised face and nose.
One of them was holding a glass of red wine, and the one with a bruised face was holding a tray with cigars in the box.
It's obvious at first glance that this is something that is out of stock!
The two walked to the largest table and said, "Master Mang, Xiao Man knows she was wrong. You are a magnanimous person. Don't take it personally. This is a gift from our boss. It's not a token of respect, but please accept it."
The thin voice sounded as if it was trying to drown someone in the water. The burly man called Master Mang pushed the cards in his hand away without answering.
The waiter winked at the man with a bruised face, and the one called Xiaoman walked slowly to Mr. Mang, "Mr. Mang, I'll order it for you."
An expensive, custom-made Beike was taken out of a specially made box. A waiter named Xiaoman skillfully lit it and brought it to Mr. Mang, who then held it up.
The cards on the table have been changed several times. The Beike, which is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, has been extinguished, clicked, and extinguished again.
The girl named Xiaoman couldn't hold on any longer and fell to her knees with a thud. Zhao Xiaoyue stood up holding the cup.
"Xiao Man, you have to know that this world is unfair," Master Mang turned around and pinched Xiao Man's chin with two fingers, "When I give you face, you have to know the situation."
Then he tilted his chin, rubbed his fingers, put them under his nose and took a sip, revealing a satisfied smile.
Hahahahaha!
Everyone at the table burst into laughter.
The girl named Xiaoman hummed softly.
Another waiter smiled flatteringly and said, "It is a blessing for Xiaoman to follow you, Master Mang. Our boss said that as long as you are happy, he is yours. Come and play often in the future."
"Hahahaha, your boss is so generous. Okay, let him wait outside. I hate seeing blood when I play this hand!" Master Mang continued to play cards and Xiaoman was taken out.
Zhao Xiaoyue finished the wine in her hand in one gulp and followed him out.