Chapter 295 Miss Asaka's cousin

With the slow fall of the car glass, with the help of the searchlight, you can clearly see the appearance of the head in black on weekends. The thin man with a small beard in his nostrils has empty eyes and yellow skin, mostly kidney deficiency.

Seeing this leader, he showed the most honest smiling face on the weekend and nodded slightly.

"Are you Miss Asaka's cousin Odamatsu?" The leader in black swept the cigarette weekend casually and turned his eyes to the shallow fragrance sitting in the cab with a small mouth.

"Yes, yes!" How can you not hear that the black leader is very impatient to talk to himself on weekends, and how can you not see that the other party's eyes are wandering in the light chest at this time? It's just that he didn't show it, but said in a very humble tone, " boss, I just returned from China and heard my cousin say that gambling in Wangcun is fun, so I want to come and see it."

While saying this, he took out a thick pile of yen from his pocket on the weekend and implicitly handed it to the leader in black.

In this world, there are no people who don't love money, even if it comes to Japan.

When the leader in black saw the yen in his hand of the weekend, he was still peeking at the fragrant chest, and immediately put all his attention on the money, and the look on the weekend changed from the previous impatience to intimation.

With no trace, he stuffed all the yen handed over on the weekend into his cuffs. The leader in black, who was lying on the car window, stood up kindly, and then said to the little brothers who stopped the import of the gambling village, "Let go!"

When he said this, he didn't forget to wave a farewell gesture on the weekend.

On the weekend, he nodded slightly and then rolled up the car glass.

"Oi, I can't see that you are quite good at it!" Qianxiang saw the scene of using money to settle the man in black on the weekend, and couldn't help but brighten her eyes. Immediately, she restarted the SUV and entered the gambling king village.

"As long as the money can be solved, it is not a problem!" He said on the weekend, "What I'm afraid of is that I don't even have money to eat."

"Blow it!" Qianxiang said disapprovingly, "Ghosts believe that you can't afford to eat."

Gaking Village is very small, with more than 30 households. The houses in the village are still old-style wooden houses, and the road surface is also muddy, which is a little old Chinese, because at night, every family in the village is closed.

If Akari hadn't said that this was the largest underground casino gambling village in Tokyo, she might have come to a desolate mountain village that was destined to appear on the map.

"This village, which should have been peaceful, has been eroded by gambling!" Qianxiang sighed and said, "The men in every family in the gambling village are gamblers. In order to gamble money, they do not hesitate to let their wives, children and daughters sleep with those rich gamblers..."

"Every era has its sad side!" On the weekend, I thought of the village where his family was located. Although the people there did not sell their wives and daughters for gambling like the villagers in Wang Village, it was really sad compared with the prosperous Kangcheng New District.

On the weekend, he thought he was not the savior and could not save poverty. All he could do was fight for the right to live better.

Soon, Qianxiang parked the car at the door of a farmer's house.

The house is dilapidated and crumbling. The closed courtyard door is rotten, the yard is not even paved with cement, and a local dog squats outside the closed door. From the door of the courtyard, it seems that this poor farmer has been sleeping, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the noisy sound from the closed wooden door guarded by thin dogs in the innermost part of the yard. There are men, women and children, as if they were quarreling.

"Let's take this one. I've been here once." Asuka said that she had got out of the car and followed him on the weekend, taking out the hemp bag of yen she brought.

Seeing that Qianxiang was going to open the back door of the car to get the money, she paused and said, "Don't take your two bags of money. Just take some and play. If you have too much money, it's easy to make people jealous. Don't be robbed."

Qianxiang thought about it and listened to the weekend's words, and only packed 70,000 to 80,000 yen with her own accompanying woman.

After taking the money with her, Qianxiang went to the front and pushed the courtyard door.

"Squeak!"

The crumbling courtyard door was pushed open by Qianxiang, and then the old thin dog who was lying at the gate turned over and stood up, screaming at the two strangers at the gate of the courtyard.

Although the light of the searchlight at the head of the village covered the whole gambling village, the light after the scattered lights was not as good as the street lamp. Therefore, the surrounding was gray. Qianxiang did not notice the local dog. When she pushed the door, she heard the dog barking. The unprepared Qianxiang was shocked, as if she felt that the local dog had been facing her. As soon as she came, she retreated in horror and exclaimed, "Ah!"

On the weekend behind Qianxiang, she was afraid that Qianxiang would fall down when she retreated, so she quickly raised her hand to hold her back.

"Don't be afraid, let me do it!" On the weekend, I intentionally or unintentionally patted the lightly fragrant back, as if to comfort the lightly fragrant and eat the lightly fragrant tofu.

The slender and soft back waist was covered by the big hand of the weekend. Qianxiang felt a panic, and the whole person was petrified in an instant, and his cheeks were hot. Fortunately, the big hand of the weekend just patted her back and took it away.

Without thinking about it, he bent down and picked up a big stone on the weekend, and then hit the local dog that was barking at him at a distance of about 20 steps.

"Wangwangwang...Wang...Oh..."

was hit by a big stone. Although the strength used on the weekend was very small, it was still so scared that the local dog fled to the dark with its tail between its legs in an instant.

"Behind me!" After scaring off the native dog, he looked back at Qianxiang on the weekend, and then walked into the farmer's yard with a sack of yen.

It should have heard the movement in the yard. Not long after Qianxiang and Qianxiang walked into the yard on the weekend, the closed door opened with a bang.

The electric light in the room was very large, and the door was suddenly opened from the inside. Suddenly, the yard was clear. The noise that had been faintly heard as the door was opened, and suddenly poured into the eardrums of the weekend, like a tide, deafening.

The door was opened by a very strong man, about 40 years old, with a braid, bare arms, bare feet, and only a pair of boxers on his lower body. The muscles on the man's body were one by one, giving people a feeling of infinite strength. Behind him, he was accompanied by two companions in black suits.

Over the three men standing at the door, it was clear that the crowded people in the room were sitting around the table and gambling on weekends.

"Who is it?" The strong man glanced at the weekend and the light fragrance standing in the yard, and then asked in a low voice.

When the weekend was about to speak, Qianxiang pulled his foot behind him. The next second, Qianxiang stood in front of the weekend and said with a smile, "Uncle Okamoto, I'm Qianxiang. I want to come to your house tonight if I have nothing to do."

"Light fragrance?" The strong man called "Okamoto" by Qianxiang didn't think who Qianxiang was for a moment. When Qianxiang came to him on the weekend, he realized, "Oh, are you Miss Qianxiang of the Oriental Hotel? It was dark and I couldn't recognize it for a while. Miss Qianxiang, don't take it to heart. After a pause, Okamoto's somewhat cloudy eyes fell on the weekend behind Qianxiang, "Miss Qianxiang, who is this?"

After listening to Okamoto's words, Asaka hurriedly pulled the weekend that deliberately stood behind her in front of Okamoto: "Uncle Okamoto, he is my cousin. His name is Oda Sue. He has just returned from studying abroad in China. He likes gambling. After listening to my words about your family, he shouted for me to bring him."

"Miss Qianxiang's cousin?" Okayama hesitated for a moment.

Immediately, he put the sack on his shoulder on the ground on the weekend, as if he was afraid that Okayama didn't know that he had brought money. He put the sack on the ground and made a muffled sound: "Uncle Okayama, you think I have all the money. Can you go in and play two?"

Noticing the sack placed on the ground on the weekend, Okayama couldn't help but brighten his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he hurriedly raised his hand and bent down to make a gesture of invitation: "Welcome! Welcome! Very welcome!"

While Okayama said this, the two younger brothers behind him hurriedly pushed open the door, which was only half open, and stood by the door with their waists bowed left and right.

Weekend and Qianxiang looked at each other, then rushed to Gangshan and nodded slightly, and then raised their feet into the door.

Entering the door is a hall three or five times larger than an ordinary room. Although the walls are dilapidated, it does not affect the gamblers shouting around the big table.

More than a dozen people, none of whom are onlookers. Everyone has a big safe beside them, and in front of them, there are piles of yen*.

Seeing those * on the table with a face value of 10,000 yen, and then recalling that their sacks are full of 1,000 yen *, they looked at the Qianxiang beside him with some resentment on the weekend, which was very obvious. He was asking Qianxiang with his eyes why we didn't take the face value of 10,000 yen but the face value of 1,000 *. Isn't this ostentatious?

Now, on the weekend, I finally understand why Okayama opened his eyes as if he had seen Jin Yuanbao when he saw his sack. How dare the other party think that his sack was full of 10,000 yuan*!

On the weekend, she was about to open her mouth to ask Qianxiang. Qianxiang seemed to hear the question in his heart. She hurriedly glanced at the Okayama behind her, and then used her eyes to signal not to talk nonsense on the weekend.

Looking at Qianxiang's mysterious expression, I suddenly felt like I was on a thief's boat on the weekend. He scolded himself in his heart. Damn it, it's terrible not to ask questions. I thought the maximum face value of the yen * was 1,000. How dare this is the smallest face value!

After entering the door, Qianxiang glanced at the gamblers playing around the big table, and immediately looked back at Okamoto and whispered, "Uncle Okamoto, isn't there a big boss playing with fried flowers tonight?"

"Miss Qianxiang, I know you like to play Chinese-style fried gold flowers." After listening to Qianxiang's words, Okayama hurried to lead the way. "It's a coincidence that two big bosses from the United States who also like to play fried golden flowers came tonight. I'll take you there."

Okamoto took the weekend and Qianxiang into the back door, which was a deep tunnel leading to the ground.

Okamoto led the way with a flashlight in front of him. This tunnel was not like the tunnel under the Six Gods* Room, but a seven-turned road. Soon, they reached the end of the tunnel.

At the end is a security door, and the door is closed, as dark as the door of hell.

"The bosses are playing with fried gold flowers here!" Okayama pointed to the closed security door and said.

Immediately, Qianxiang took out a few 10,000 yen from the woman's bag and handed it to Okayama: "Uncle Okayama, this is table money!"

After receiving the money handed by Qianxiang, Okayama hurriedly took out the key in his pocket and opened the door.

The next second, the scene behind the door appeared in front of the weekend.