Chapter 344 Gamble

Since being severely cleaned up by Pan Xuerou, Wu Xian has been depressed and fought with Pan Xuerou. If he can't fight back, he has to control his skills as much as possible. Wu Xian never wants to come again with such aggrieved play.

But this Wenxiu is good! Pan Xuerou, a tiger girl, was shocked, and there was no sign of frequent cases, which allowed Wu Xian to enjoy life well.

However, in recent days, it has been reported that people gathered in some places to gamble and let Wu Xian run around. However, as soon as the police car passed, there was nothing left. At most, they found a few small fish and shrimps and confiscated a few pieces of fish and shrimp paper for gambling.

However, Wu Xian is not such a noble person. Once I saw someone who might want to save trouble and draw the fish and shrimp pattern directly on the table. If they hadn't taken the tablecloth a little slower that time, they really wouldn't have found it. When Wu Xian and others found that this guy could not carry it and was worried about confiscation, Wu Xian directly pulled out the machete from the car and cut it wildly at the table. The whole table was completely different. What's more evil was that the machete in Wu Xian's hand could not stand such suffering and broke it with a click, but it was deeply inserted into the table. The head has made this table very artistic.

That time, he went out with his good man. At that time, Brother Wen was also shocked by Wu Xian's violent method. However, Brother Wen, who had been an old policeman for decades, soon recovered and pointed to the broken knife for a burst of threat and education. The policy of stick and carrots quickly settled the people's hearts, but everyone looked at it. Wu Xian's eyes, which were half cut off, always dared not look at him.

Back in the car, Wu Xian looked at the knife in his hand that was full of gaping after a few cuts, which was simply terrible! The gap is simply a hacksaw, and the closer it is to the front, the more you can't find the blade. If you hold this broken knife on the battlefield, you won't know how to die. Now thinking about the three-edged thorns in his boots, Wu Xian wants to write a hymn for Jack.

"Xiao Wu! Don't be so reckless in the future! If it hadn't been for good luck this time and the broken knife hadn't hurt anyone, it would have been a little difficult. After getting on the bus, Brother Wen still said Wu Xian a few words. If he didn't say anything, it would not be good for anyone.

Of course, Wu Xian was taught with an open mind, and Wu Xian still sincerely accepted criticism for the mistakes he made. OK, Brother Wen. So what should I do with Brother Wen's knife?"

"Find a place to throw it away! Anyway, it's the confiscated of those Tibetans. It's okay. Brother Wen said it casually and took care of Wu Xian's destruction of public property.

"Okay." Wu Xian saw a trash can by the road and threw it out directly. Brother Wen just wanted to stop Wu Xian, but he saw that the broken knife hit the iron pillar of the garbage can with an arc and fell into the garbage bin with little power.

Seeing this scene, Brother Wen turned his head and looked at Wu Xian in the back seat and said, "Oi! Xiao Wu, do you still have this hand?"

"Ha ha, I have practiced before." Wu Xian just smiled and said nothing more. This practice has been practiced, but it is practiced to kill people, whether it is throwing a flying knife or throwing bombs, just to live for himself.

That's also the first time Brother Wen realized the scourge of Wu Xian!

Wu Xian sat in front of the computer in front of the duty station again, staring at the computer attentively, laughing from time to time, while Li Heqing sat aside and stared at Wu Xian's novel with a smile.

Although the police station's computer cannot connect to the extranet, the brothers of the intranet are still powerful. Except for yellow and evil, it is basically enough to listen to music and read novels, but only if you have time.

And Wu Xian spent his days reading novels in his spare time. He scoffed at many of the military articles and disdained these authors who had never been to the battlefield, because they didn't know what war was at all! I don't know what it feels like for bullets to pass through the body, let alone what it feels like for my brother to die in front of me!

After two years of war career, Wu Xian hated the war very much but could not get rid of the sequelae brought by the war. However, Wu Xian likes some harem novels very much. There are three beautiful women around him. If he writes his life into a novel, it is estimated that it will be better than some authors, especially better than Ant Xiandi, an author he despises!

Although Wu Xian criticizes those military texts, some scenes will still be moved by Wu Xian's heart, and admire those authors for being able to hold so many things in their minds. Although what he wrote cannot satisfy Wu Xian, it does not prevent Wu Xian from admiring those who write online articles. This thing is like Hittler, like his heroic temperament, but it may not necessarily firmly support his fascism.

Every time Li Heqing had no job in the internal service room, he would come down to find Wu Xian. However, Wu Xian recently read novels. Li Heqing quietly looked at Wu Xian, who was reading novels. He liked his silly smile from time to time, liked his contempt for everything, and liked his contempt...

"Let's go! The informant reported that there were reliable clues that people gathered to gamble in the surrounding lake garden community! Brother Jun, you take Qingqing to stay to look after the house, and everyone else will leave with me. Pan Xuerou said quickly, and all the personnel answered, driving and taking equipment.

Pan Xuerou was going to go out, but when she saw Wu Xian get up from the computer, she stopped. When Wu Xian walked out with handcuffs, he kicked Wu Xian's buttocks and said, "I told you to work!" You are as leisurely as a master!"

"Sister Xuerou, I'm watching the news in the bureau!" Wu Xian argued with a bitter face.

Is that right? How dare you say one more word, I'll kick you to death!" Pan Xuerou pointed to Wu Xian and said, obviously like a parent and elder. Don't think that I didn't see your smile when I came down! It's disgusting to see me!"

Wu Xian opened his mouth to talk and wanted to ask himself why he smiled**1? However, Pan Xuerou did not give Wu Xian this opportunity. After saying a few words, she quickly stepped into a black modern car.

Pan Xuerou looked at Wu Xian preparing to get into another car. Pan Xuerou stopped him and said, "Go into my car!"

Wu Xian had no choice but to lower his head and put on the black modern, which smelled like bitter gourd. However, no one spoke in the car, which made Wu Xian breathe a sigh of relief.

When she arrived at her destination and wanted to get off the bus, Pan Xuerou said to Wu Xian, "Follow me later, don't run around!" This time was opened by the underworld brother, a person in his heart!"

Wu Xian nodded with a smile. Wu Xian really doesn't care about this level of gangs. If it develops into a triad, gangs such as the mafia should be a little moreware. With this small force, Wu Xian's brothers can completely flatten it overnight. However, Wu Xian still enjoys Pan Xuerou's care. After all, this girl regards herself as her younger brother.

As soon as the two cars stopped, the people in the car immediately walked in, but everyone was wearing casual clothes and did not attract much attention.

As soon as he entered the casino, Wu Xian sneered even more. The whole room was full of smoke, and there was a loud roar from time to time, which made the place noisy. Compared with regular casinos abroad, this is simply a garbage dump! And it's a very rubbish dump. Although Wu Xian hasn't played many times, once he really spent a lot of money. He casually pushed the chips in front of a few diamonds, but fortunately Wu Xian won.

Looking at the people who hold hundreds of thousands of people here and want to gamble, Wu Xian shook his head. If the money is so easy to earn, why do so many people have to pay? You will pay as much as you want! If there is nothing to gain without effort, even if there is, it will not last long in your fate.

Wu Xian took out 100 yuan from his body and pressed it on a number at will. Wu Xian actually didn't move this game, but he didn't care about the 100 yuan.

"Buy it and get out of hand!" The banker shouted and asked everyone to start the machine. Coincidentally, the small ball that came out was the number that Wu Xian pressed. Wu Xian picked up the more conspicuous position of 100 yuan on the table and took over the 1,000 yuan handed over by the banker in the envious eyes of others.

"Good luck!" Wu Xian didn't mean to continue to take action after suppressing it once. He exchanged 100 yuan for 1,000 yuan of cigarette money.

Of course, even if Wu Xian loses, as soon as someone catches him, Wu Xian can swagger back the money, and he will not suffer losses at all! So Wu Xian threw the money on a number without any pressure.

Wu Xian walked around the field and saw several young adults smoking in the corner of the wall. He thought it was the so-called audience. The figure was really enough to look at, but for Wu Xian, this thing was also a stronger mouse.