Chapter 919 The front wave died on the beach

"This young man is amazing. He has always been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

"No, it's well-founded to move forward and retreat first. After Jerry's raise, he turned the tables in one fell swoop..."

"Awesome, this is really the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing forward, we are all old..."

Looking at the scene of today's gambling king's fiasco and being angry with blood on the spot, no one dares to underestimate Zhuang Rui, a young man, and all kinds of praises are endless.

"Lao Liu, how about our son-in-law of the Qin family? Haha..."

In the private room beside him, Qin *** laughed loudly, but no one said anything about the king's failure. Of course, it's hard to say whether he despised this old dy in his heart.

"Mr. Zhuang is really awesome. He has a good grasp of the weaknesses of human nature. If Jervis loses, he will underestimate Mr. Zhuang. Mr. Zhuang has the ability and courage!"

Liu Tycoon shook his head and had a new understanding of Zhuang Rui in his heart. He, who had always called Zhuang Rui a young man, has now changed his name to Mr. Zhuang.

Liu Tycoon has rarely stirred up trouble in the stock market in recent years, but after seeing this gambling game today, he is very excited and is ready to return to Hong Kong to enter the financial market.

"Haha, that's of course, Liu Sheng, what we said earlier..."

After all, Qin ***'s pattern is too small. Now he remembers the villa he bet with Liu. As soon as he said this, even Qin Laosan began to despise his brother.

"My lawyer will come to you to do it when I go back to Hong Kong, Lao Qin, do you still care about this little thing?"

Liu Dahyun waved his hand and walked out of the private room. The gambling game was over at this moment, but no one stopped him.

......

In fact, Zhuang Rui didn't know that Liu Minghui could interpret the spoken language, but he was stared at by him just now, and his heart was a little strange, so he left a hand when talking to his father-in-law.

It's just that he didn't expect that this person could really see what he said from his lips when he spoke.

Looking at Liu Minghui, who collapsed in front of him, Zhuang Rui said blankly, "Mr. Liu, I didn't want to kill him. It's you... too greedy..."

This kind of person is not worthy of sympathy at all. Not only did he kill him when he was playing the game against Lao Si, but even today, he also wanted to empty the last big man in his pocket, but he didn't want to kill the tiger and be eaten back, and he lost money to empty.

"You...you..."

The wealth accumulated over the past few decades has turned into smoke in the blink of an eye. How can Liu Minghui answer it with the word "pain" in his heart? After the word "you" came out, another mouthful of blood spewed out.

At this moment, Liu Minghui's kind face was full of ferocious look, and his eyes were full of resentful eyes. He stared at Zhuang Rui. If his eyes could kill people, I'm afraid Zhuang Rui would have died more than a dozen times.

There are some people in the world who never reflect on their own mistakes, but attribute all the blows they have suffered to others.

Liu Minghui is like this. If he is not so greedy and doesn't take out the tens of millions of euros in the end, maybe they can still be happy abroad, but now... Brother Hui is really exhausted.

"Know, fuck you..."

When Zhuang Rui saw Liu Minghui's appearance, he was a little depressed and didn't bother to beat the water dog. When he was about to turn around and talk to Viagra and others, there was a shout on his face, and then a big fist kept amplification in front of him.

"Damn it, can't afford to lose hard?"

When Zhuang Rui was about to dodge, Peng Fei greeted him sideways, punched the man on the back of his hand, and protected Zhuang Rui behind him, and the man who just punched was Liu Minghui's fire general.

Peng Fei also had time to touch anyone. His fists had been itchy for a long time. When the ***zi was short, he rushed to the fire general who was more than 1.9 meters tall. His fist bent inward and hit the other party's jaw with an elbow.

As a thousand fire generals, this guy has some real skills. After blocking Peng Fei's elbow with both hands, he raised his knees and hit Peng Fei's abdomen fiercely.

Peng Fei's blocked right elbow was hit by the fire general's knee. The two of them retreated at the same time, but they had a draw.

However, when Peng Fei wanted to come forward again, the buddy opposite raised his hands and made a move to surrender. For no other reason, the security guard of the casino had surrounded him, and the two pistols pointed to his forehead.

"Cough, I'm willing to lose the bet. In my casino, no one can ***..."

I don't know when Mr. He appeared next to Zhuang Rui. Although he was already an old man, what he said was still loud and made people dare not despise him.

"Lao Wu, stop, let's... admit defeat..."

Liu Minghui, who is still lying on the ground, knows the overall situation. In Macao, he offends the Chief Executive at most to enjoy the treatment of deportation, but if he offends the old man in front of him, I'm afraid he will be stuffed into a sack and sink into the sea when he goes out.

Liu Minghui knew that he was exhausted this time. Last time, his eighth uncle came out to talk about it. He didn't give face. I'm afraid he won't be able to get along in the domestic road in the future.

This time, he showed his face and wanted to continue to cheat in Southeast Asia, but it was impossible. For this time, he had to go far away from home and go to Africa to deal with those indigenous people.

The gambling king sat in a wheelchair, looked at Liu Minghui, and said lightly, "Young people, you have to forgive others. Although gambling and thousands of tricks are low-class, they also have their own rules of conduct. Everything can't be done. In the future, we will never unite with outsiders to defraud the Chinese people..."

Liu Minghui is also nearly 50 years old, but in front of Mr. He, he is really a young man. These words made Brother Hui sweat coldly. It turned out that he could not hide the Macao gambling king at all about setting up a game for Bi Yuntao in the Venetian casino.

"Mr. He, I know..." The gambling king's warning, Brother Hui must pay attention to it.

However, thinking about this, Liu Minghui looked at Zhuang Rui with hatred. The money he won in the game was taken a lot by the foreign casino. This time, it was equivalent to pasting his old capital to help the foreigner pay back the account.

"Lao Wu, let's go, take Jervis away too..."

Brother Hui struggled to stand up and looked at Jervis, who was falling on the gambling table, with a trace of sharpness in his eyes.

Although he is playing technology, he lost nearly 1 billion yuan because of the awesome world's gambling king. Brother Hui doesn't care about playing violent crimes and makes up for a little loss from the gambling king.

Brother Hui was still a little unwilling. Before leaving, he looked at Zhuang Rui and said, "Mr. Zhuang, I, Liu Minghui, have been in Southeast Asia for decades. I didn't expect to fall into your hands today. It's really the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave..."

When Zhuang Rui heard the words, he raised his eyebrows and sneered and said, "Mr. Liu, I'll take you a word, that is, the front wave died on the beach, and it's better to do less..."

"Good, good, Lao Wu, let's go..."

Brother Hui completely failed this time, and it was also a loss for his face. At present, with the help of another thousand people, several people left the gambling hall.

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"Lao, you are so fucking handsome. Shit, Tonghuashun, let's see how you beat me? It's so handsome, even better than the one in the movie..."

It was not until now that Viagra had time to come up. He was already excited and unscrupulous. He giggled and patted Zhuang Rui on the shoulder, as if he had won the money today.

Zhuang Rui's heart was a little empty at this time. He shook his head and said, "Come on, Brother Wei, you won't be handsome if you lose money. Don't you see the blood on the ground?"

As soon as Zhuang Rui's words fell, the gambling king who had been by his side continued, "Well, the little gambling is pleasant, and the big gambling hurts the body. Yes, this man should be afraid, young man, this is the second time we have met. I don't know if you can have dinner with my old man in the evening?"

"Bin me to dinner?"

Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard the words. He had nothing to do with the gambling king. Isn't it for the face of his father-in-law to borrow the gambling hall?

As the saying goes, old but not dying is a thief. When dealing with these people who have lived for nearly a hundred years, Zhuang Rui is really a little nervous and can be sold by them if he is not careful.

Zhuang Rui thought about it and was unexpectedly touched by Qin Haoran. Then he thought that Mr. He was still waiting for his answer. He quickly said, "No problem. When I came to Macao, I should have visited the old gentleman first, but today, it's really rude..."

"It doesn't matter. Now you young people are chatting, and you can stay with me at night..."

The gambling king waved his hand, and the woman behind him, who didn't know which aunt was, pushed him out of the gambling hall, and Uncle De, who had just come over, looked like crying and laughing. He was also in his sixties. In the mouth of the gambling king, he actually became a young man.

"Xiao Rui, when the chips are calculated, the dividends will be paid..."

Uncle De came here to remind Zhuang Rui of some rules. If he wins tens of millions of yuan in Macao, he will generally pay at least 500,000 yuan to those dealer and staff.

Of course, you can also not give it, but if something happens outside the casino, the casino will not come forward to help you solve it. This is also the rule that Macao casinos do not go to the stage.

"Mr. Zhuang, there are a total of 800 million chips here. In addition, there are 400 million Hong Kong dollars left in your check just now. What kind of payment method do you want? Should it be transferred directly to the relevant account, or should it be written as a check?

Uncle De has just told Zhuang Rui, and the three dealers have also cleaned up the chips on the table. These 180 million yuan are just the chips on the table. There are still 400 million left in the bank promissory note that Zhuang Rui just took out, that is to say, Zhuang Rui now has a total of 2.2 billion Hong Kong dollars on hand.

are the business elites who dominate Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan. After hearing the dealer's words, they are also shocked. Maybe their all their money adds up to more than this number, but that's the result of their lifelong struggle.