Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 518 Mr. Zhuang teaches you a trick

"Huh?" Gao Jin was shocked: "Mr. Zhuang!"

He looked back, his pupils shrank sharply.

You must know that the top secret is passed down among thousands of families, and only father and son pass it on by word of mouth, while master and apprentice keep secrets.

How did Mr. Zhuang know about the Qianmen inheritance? And how do you know that Jin Neng is still hiding it and handing it over to him? Could it be that Mr. Zhuang's supernatural powers have reached such a point! There are eyeliners around Jin Neng?

Zhuang Shikai looked at him with a smile: "I'll give you a word, you will surrender when you are strong, and I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha!"

"Your master won't teach me to teach you!"

"Go and understand for yourself!"

Zhuang Shikai waved his hand, looked away, and stopped talking to Gao Jin.

After Gao Jin heard the eight-character motto of "When you are strong, you will bow down, and borrow flowers to offer Buddha", a thunderbolt flashed through his mind, making him seem to be enlightened, and instantly thought of countless pictures and countless possibilities.

In the end, under the guidance of the eight-character motto, everything may become the last move of the heart tactics!

Gao Jin sees through all the situation in an instant! The victory is within our grasp!

"Thank you Mr. Zhuang!"

"Gao Jin has been taught!"

At this moment, Gao Jin clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and performed a disciple's gift.

"Da da da." Then he turned around and walked down the roof, his eyes were full of radiance, and he returned to a graceful young man.

"Hehe." Mr. Zhuang sat on the recliner, raised his head to blow the air, and smiled softly, showing his demeanor.

...

"Ah Jin, what did Mr. Zhuang tell you?"

in the stairs.

Xiqi asked with a puzzled expression.

Gao Jin said with a solemn expression: "Mr. Zhuang is giving me some advice. This time, I am greatly favored by Mr. Zhuang. I will do my best for Mr. Zhuang."

If giving a qualification for the competition is considered a small favor, then the last sentence of eight-character motto given is the real big favor to Gao Jin!

Not for anything else, just because Gao Jin is a gambler!

That's all!

Handing over a gambler with a secret that has never been passed down from thousands of families, in turn makes him fully confident of defeating his enemies, washing away his shame, regaining his dignity, and earning the title of God of Gamblers.

Isn't this a great kindness?

Although Gao Jin has been pondering the last tactic in private for many years, trying to perfect his heart tactics.

But Jin Neng used his children's personal love to blind his mind, and he was distracted by family hatred, which eventually led to the entanglement of love and hatred in his heart, blocking his "mind's eyes".

How can you comprehend with your heart if your eyes are not open? Understand the last trick?

This is also the reason why Gao Jin's talent is extraordinary, but he is always stuck at the last step.

If Mr. Zhuang doesn't help him this time, it will be difficult for him to continue to get the title of God of Gamblers. I'm afraid the title of God of Gamblers will fall on Gaoao.

Therefore, Mr. Zhuang has been waiting for Gao Jin, at least until Gao Jin. Gao Jin also had a clear mind, he seized the opportunity somewhere, and hugged the strongest tree tightly.

At this time, "Gao Jin"'s eyes were clear, his fighting spirit was restored, and he was full of self-confidence, chic, and youthful demeanor.

Xi Qi, a village girl, stood beside her, her temperament, appearance, knowledge, and everything paled in comparison, which made her feel a little inferior and awkward.

So after hearing Gao Jin's words, Xiqi couldn't help retorting: "Mr. Zhuang is the boss! He is a senior police officer! How could he be a god of gambling..."

"He is fooling you!"

Xiqi told the truth in one word.

But standing next to Mr. Zhuang's two fanboys!

Gao Jin immediately frowned, and shouted: "Xiqi! Shut up!"

"Mr. Zhuang, how can you say that?"

Xi Qi was taken aback for a moment, as if she had been greatly wronged, and thought: "It wasn't like this when you first came here!"

Long Wu echoed from the side: "That's right! You will never guess how many chess pieces Mr. Zhuang has, and you will never guess whose side the chess pieces are on!"

"Jin Neng? It's just a clown!"

"The Qianmen came from the mainland again. Mr. Zhuang wants to know that there are too many ways, so how can he fool people?"

Long Wu has a serious expression, a rigid tone, and speaks the truth.

Gao Jin nodded with emotion, and the two looked at each other, unconsciously developing a friendship between men.

Xiqi Nunu pursed her mouth: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang, I'm sorry, you two big brothers!"

"It's all my fault for having long hair and short knowledge! Sorry, I said something wrong!"

"Well, it doesn't matter. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about it."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhuang won't care about little people."

Gao Jin and Long Wu answered one after another.

They even have a tacit understanding.

Five minutes later, a car left in the dark.

a week later.

The eve of the God of Gamblers Contest.

Zhuang Shikai was wearing a uniform, sitting in the regional conference room, listening carefully to Ma Jun's report.

During this time, Ma Jun had already taken the information about "Wu Fusheng" to report to the Interpol Department, applying for assistance from the overseas police, and looking for traces of the "painter" gang.

You know, to handle a case is not to send someone out, and it can be settled in a day or two, especially this kind of extremely confidential and strong criminal team.

There must be careful investigation, intelligence collection, and personnel arrangements in the early stage.

Except for Ma Jun in the meeting room, Zhuang Shikai was the only one sitting on a stool with his legs crossed, examining his subordinates in front of him.

Ma Jun said with a serious expression: "According to reports from the overseas police, since the fierce fighting in Thailand and the robbery of ink, the painter and others have disappeared for a long time."

"His Super A goods are temporarily sold short, no one can get the goods from him..."

"Crack!" Zhuang Shikai held a green hundred-dollar bill in his hand, flicked his fingertips lightly, and made a clear sound.

Ma Jun seemed to have never heard of it, and continued: "However, according to the FBI investigation, Wu Fusheng appeared in a painting exhibition in London three years ago and bought two works of a newcomer at a high price. The newcomer was called Ruan Wen, an overseas Chinese from Hong Kong. , graduated from university in Hong Kong Island, and then went to the University of London to study in the Department of Fine Arts. Now he has immigrated, and he is a very famous newcomer painter..."

"Her paintings often fetch high prices, and she even held an exhibition. She is a rare rookie when the art market is not so hot today."

"It's just that the buyers of her works almost never show up, and no one knows who bought them..."

"Here's a picture of her!"

Ma Jun picked up a photo and pasted it on the whiteboard.

"She is a woman with a beautiful appearance, a gentle temperament, and a sense of beauty." Zhuang Shikai looked up at the photo, and thought to himself, "It's really different for those who study art."

Ma Jun said aloud: "We suspect that Ruan Wen is Wu Fusheng's woman, and the FBI also went to investigate, but Ruan Wen said that he doesn't know Wu Fusheng..."

"Wu Fusheng has never been seen in her life trajectory, and Ruan Wen now has a fiancé, who is a well-known young artist in London."

"Snapped!"

There was another sound in the conference room.

Zhuang Shikai flicked his fingertips again, making a clear sound on the dollar bills, but did not answer Ma Jun's words.

"Fifty dead! Eighty-two injured! This is the artist's record in Thailand."

"Twelve dead and all wiped out, this is the record of the painter overthrowing the American police."

"There is no real information about him in the whole world, just a portrait in my hand..."

Zhuang Shikai raised his head and said, "I see."

"You continue to follow up on this case, and I will personally choose someone to contact Ruan Wen!"

Zhuang Shikai stuffed the dollars in his hands into his pockets, stood up, and said to Ma Jun: "I can't hold back in other aspects. I suspect that the painter is in London. If you want to catch it, you must grasp the key."

"Yes, sir!" Ma Jun raised his hand in salute, and answered in a solemn voice.

two days later.

weekend.

Macao.

Haojiang New Casino.

World God of Gamblers Finals! It is being held in the VIP casino on the top floor of Haojiang Casino! Renowned gaming bosses around the world

And the gambling masters are all on the scene!

"Heh." Gao Jin was wearing a suit and a ring on his hand, his fingertips brushed the corners of the cards, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile.

With his hair combed back, he sat on the gaming table with bright eyes.

Sitting next to Gao Gao, his forehead was covered with beads, and his expression was very tense.

There's no way, Gao Jin was just too powerful! As an accompanying runner, he won consecutive battles and eliminated four players including the God of Gamblers in Europe and America. With the most betting chips on the table, he became a dark horse that no one could have imagined.

His being able to come back alive to participate in the competition has already shocked Gaoao, let alone with a posture of killing the world and achieving great feats?

As a small supporting role, Gao Ao faintly sensed the pressure from the protagonist's halo.

And the real bosses sit at the gaming tables.

Mr. Zhuang, Mr. He, Mr. Ye, and many bosses and bosses from the Macau Gaming Association and Las Vegas casinos were all wearing suits, sitting on the sofa, tasting coffee, and chatting about the live game with relish.

It is indeed the World God of Gamblers Tournament! Not only the prize money and the scale are large enough, but also the game is full of twists and turns, full of bizarre, the winner must be the well-deserved World God of Gamblers!

If Gao Jin can come back from the desperate situation, it will be even more legendary, and it will definitely bring a huge advertising effect to Haojiang New Casino.

In addition, Zhu Laosi, Qianmen Jin Neng, Jin Qing and others, as witnesses in the gambling world, successfully obtained the qualifications to watch, and sat on the bench in the distant auditorium.

The one sitting on the sofa is of course the boss area!

A casino jockey named Rosen acts as the dealer.

"Mr. Zhuang, the periphery closed ten minutes ago! Most of the bills are bought and won! It seems that many people want to bet on dark horses!" Mr. He bowed his head in Mr. Zhuang's ear.

Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, the dark horse five minutes ago is no longer a dark horse."

The peripheral odds will be adjusted in real time before the order is cut off. Gao Jin was 8 to 1 15 minutes ago, and only 1 to 2 5 minutes ago, because Gao Jin was in the limelight! The people below are paying crazy bills.

Now that the two players are competing, the payment has stopped. Mr. He nodded with a smile, and Mr. Zhuang continued: "Besides, there was a big fool who bought Gaoao yesterday and won 80 million yuan! We don't make money from others, we just make money from him."

Mr. Zhuang glanced at Jin Neng, and Mr. He immediately understood and laughed.

At this moment, both sides stud! The table is full of chips! Gao Jin threw out his hole card: "Three of clubs! Straight flush! I'm sure you are!"

"Ah?" Sitting opposite Gao Gao, supporting the gambling table with both hands, stood up in disbelief and said, "Impossible!"

Gao Jin used the trick taught by Mr. Zhuang!

Ding!

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