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Chapter 109 Three-Party Gathering (110) Subscribe! Ask for a monthly pass!

Perpetual calendar, May 21st, there are nine days left before the fee collection date on the 30th.

Gao Jin took people to live in the Lisboa Hotel.

Yan Tong, his mistress and several subordinates came to Macau by boat to play cards.

Inspector Zhuang's eyeliner was staring at them at the nearby gambling table.

Three parties converge.

The battle is imminent!

...

"Ding ding ding." On May 22, Zhuang Shikai made a call to Luoge's office.

In the office, the phone rang, Lei Luo took a cigar in his mouth, took a step from the chair, grabbed the phone and said, "Hello?"

A simple word is exchanged for a simple answer.

"Brother Luo, it's me." Zhuang Shikai's tone seemed a bit serious, not as hippie as in usual chats, and even had a hint of murderous intent.

"What's the matter?" Causeway Bay has not taken on any cases recently, Lei Luo suddenly realized something, narrowed his eyes, and spit out white mist

"Brother Luo, I would like to ask you to keep an eye on Yan Tong for me recently." He can only keep an eye on "Yan Tong" alone, but Brother Luo can keep an eye on the entire "Yan Tong" force by staring at Yan Tong. Including the movements of his subordinates, and even the flow of money and so on.

This information allows Zhuang Shikai to quickly judge where the layout is going. Let him seize the opportunity before it's too early and not too late to attack Yan Tong with a fatal blow.

"No problem, I'll keep an eye on him for you." Lei Luo's voice of exhaling smoke could be clearly heard on the phone.

He didn't know that Zhuang Shikai was going to attack Yan Tong, but he thought that Yan Tong was going to attack Zhuang Shikai. Zhuang Shikai asked him to keep an eye on "Yan Tong" in order to guard against it.

But as long as the two sides fight! Don't give me a break! What if Yan Tong holds back his big move if he rests any longer!

For the time being, Lei Luo didn't guess that the fort he raised up was not only fierce, but also smart enough! Before Yan Tong could find him, he had already made a big move to kill Yan Tong with one shot!

Zhuang Shikai hung up the phone, lay down on the sofa, and grabbed Amei's waist with his hands,

May 22nd.

night.

"Fifty thousand leisure!" Macau Lisboa Casino, a high-end casino on the fifth floor, a baccarat table.

Gao Jin sat at the gaming table and threw a 50,000 yuan chip.

Rosen sat next to Yan Tong, holding chips in his hand and not betting.

Yan Tong was sitting on the upper hand, pushing his chips forward as usual: "50,000 villages!"

The entire hotel has 12 floors, the first to third floors are for airport games and casual tables, and the fifth floor is for high-end casinos, with a minimum bet of 10,000 yuan. Above the fifth floor are the guest rooms, restaurants, and bathrooms. On the twelfth floor, there is a VIP casino with a panoramic view of Macau. It starts at tens of millions, and the room rate is 10,000 per hour.

There is no fourth floor, and the fourth floor is unlucky.

May 23rd, night.

"Sorry! I have a big card! Raise! One hundred thousand!" In the advanced field on the fifth floor, Baccarat has been replaced by Stud.

Those who can come to the fifth floor to gamble are all bigwigs and businessmen who have a small fortune, and even quite a reputation.

Yan Tong is one of the best. Since the opening of the Lisboa Casino last year, he has spent almost every weekend playing in the high-end casino.

Except for the handsome white-faced niche in front of him.

Yan Tong's baccarat at that table last night had already lost 500,000 to his opponent. The two sides were completely on the fence, shifting from baccarat to the stud table.

Yan Tong threw a chip in front of him into the gambling table: "One hundred thousand! Call!"

The two cards were dealt to both sides, Gao Jin put on a smile, Yan Tong's eyes were red with anger.

"Next Saturday, do you have the ability to gamble with me again!" On the 24th, at six o'clock in the morning, Yan Tong had a frenzied expression, pressing the gaming table and hissing in a low voice.

The croupier put a total of 10 million chips on the table, all of which belonged to Gao Jin.

For one day and one night, the two parties jointly staged an eye-catching game of gambling in the casino.

Hundreds of gamblers gathered around the table, looking at the chips in front of Gao Jin, their eyes seemed to burst into flames.

Gao Jin kept his calm expression as usual, looked down at his watch, then raised his head and declined politely: "I have something to do next week."

"It's fine if you bet with me, and it's fine if you don't bet with me."

Seeing the other party showing timidity, Yan Tong sat back on the chair instead, with a calm look on his face again.

Although there was a hint of threat in his tone, Gao Jin seemed to retreat and provoke him again: "My money plus the money you lost to me, there are a total of more than 10 million chips! You still have money Bet?"

"Bang!" Yan Tong slammed his fist on the table, his heart throbbing, and he shouted loudly: "You fucking ask if everyone knows my name, Yan Tong! I lack everything! The most important thing I lack is money!"

In fact, Yan Tong has a lover, raises children, buys a house and a car, and recently likes to gamble. The cash flow has long been barely maintained, and the five million lost to Gao Jin is the last cash.

This made him have to bite the bullet and make an appointment to gamble again! As for the chips for the next round, it happens that next week is the day when the fees will be collected. The total number in Kowloon District is about 10 million, which is just enough to bring the cards to the table and continue to gamble.

Yan Tong put out his cigarette, ordered the boat to return to Hong Kong Island, and arranged for the rest of the matter. Gao Jin returned to the hotel room, sat by the sofa, and called Zhuang Shikai.

"Mr. Zhuang, the game has been arranged, next Saturday." Gao Jin's tone was calm, knowing that someone would die at the gambling table next Saturday, and he would not show any mercy.

Yan Tong has already lost his red eye. No matter what his status in Hong Kong Island is, it is very normal for a gambler to die at the gaming table.

It's also very normal for old people to set up bureaus.

Although the methods are a bit shady, everyone is doing things for their own purposes, so it's not good or bad.

Still the same sentence, he is only responsible for gambling, not killing people. He is just a genius Qianshou now, not a gambler who can help the world.

"Okay, wait for me on Saturday." Zhuang Shikai received the call and planned to start preparing the troops.

On this day, the Macau casino received a call from a VIP customer, booking a gamble on the 30th, which was a big gamble with a pre-bet of more than 20 million.

Gamblers need to enable the top-floor VIP casino and require all bets to be played in cash.

Moreover, the entire gambling game is required to be kept private, except for dealers and waiters, no one else is allowed to enter the venue to watch.

The gamble was approved after a bilateral confirmation that the house's one-tenth margin was agreed.

Enable VIP Casino.

"Sir, what do you want from us?" On the evening of the 29th, a cruise ship was sailing from Hong Kong Island to Macau.

Under the leadership of Cai Yuanqi, more than 20 officers from the plainclothes team of the Causeway Bay Police Station found Zhuang Shikai.

Crashing, Zhuang Shikai took out a black backpack and dropped it down.

I saw him standing in front of the brothers with an empty bag, and said loudly: "I set up a game for Yan Tong in Macau! Go back to the cabin if you have any concerns!"

"As long as you go back to the cabin and act as if nothing happened, you will be fine these few days, and you will still be my brothers in the future!"

The waves kept rising and falling, and the cruise ship swayed from side to side. The brothers were shocked in place after hearing these words.

Cai Yuanqi was the first person on the deck to step forward, picked up the pistol on the ground, and pushed the magazine with a click.

"Dry!"