Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Dry!"

"Come again!"

A few minutes later.

Poudela was already distraught at the loss and pushed the remaining two thousand Hong Kong dollars into the card table: "Deal the cards."

Ma Zai glanced at him and continued dealing cards very quickly.

An old gambler sat opposite, sneered, and touched his trump card: "Follow!"

"abandoned."

"and"

There are six players sitting at this card table, more than half choose to take the cards, and the remaining two abandon the cards and exit.

The gameplay of blackjack is very simple. There are only five options: taking cards, suspending cards, splitting cards, discarding cards, and surrendering. Surrender only occurs between the banker, player, or two players. The surrenderer can take back half of the chips. .

It is the only game among all gambling games where you can surrender and lose half!

Poudela got the second card in his hand, which added up to seventeen points. The situation was immediately passive, because there was another hole card on the table. After it was revealed, if the card was higher than four points, the card would explode. In the game of blackjack, the smaller the cards, the harder it is to get them, and cards below three are often the most rare.

Everyone watched as Poudela revealed his hole card, a seven of clubs, and there was a sudden sound of regret from all around.

Poudela, like everyone else in the casino, will not always be favored by the goddess of luck, and he will lose money faster than he wins.

"call."

He lit a cigarette, sat on a chair, and exhaled: "Where's Fang Shu?"

"I want to borrow money."

Colleague Sibi who was standing by advised him: "Sir Pu, forget it after losing, just to be happy."

"yes."

"It's just one month's fee. At worst, I can come back next month. What kind of money can I borrow?"

Colleagues frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Seeing this, Ma Zai quietly winked at the brother across from him. Normally, when he sees a gambler losing money and asking for a loan, the gambling guy from the casino will show up immediately, but the big guy specifically told him not to lend money to the ghost guy. .

Ma Zai could only run to the office and say to the boss: "Brother Dao!"

"There is a ghost guy who is desperate to lose and wants to borrow money to gamble."

Brother Dao scratched the scar on his forehead and stood up in distress: "Damn it, you lost everything so quickly? You really don't know how to let others play with you."

"Brother Dao, he plays blackjack with the guests, how can we let him go?" Ma Zai said with an innocent face: "And he is like a card player, he doesn't think at all, he can lose with just one hand." Thousands of dollars.”

"I've never seen these people before. Are you having fun?" Brother Dao came to the door and took a look. He led someone forward and handed out a cigarette: "Sir, smoke."

Poudela took the cigarette, held it in his mouth, lit it with Brother Dao's fire, exhaled, and said: "I just lost tens of thousands in your game, and I can't even borrow some money to continue playing. ?”

"Sir."

"It's not that we don't borrow money, the main thing is"

Brother Dao's eyes fell on his gun bag and he smiled: "Your status is inconvenient, isn't it?"

"Just go back and take a shower first, and come back in a few days when your luck feels better."

Poudela frowned, his face was livid, and suddenly he saw Brother Dao take out a thousand yuan from his pocket and hand it over: "Sir, take it to buy two packs of cigarettes. The rules of the place are that you can't let anyone do it for the first time." If you lose to light, you will get a little bit of water back.”

Pudela took a stack of Hong Kong dollars, threw them on the table without even counting them, and said loudly: "Continue!"

Ma Zai looked at the boss with a difficult expression.

At this moment, the boss suppressed his anger, sat next to the ghost guy, picked up the money on the table, stuffed it into the ghost guy's pocket, and said in a low voice: "Sir, you can't bet with the rebate money. At least you have to walk out of the store. Come to the door."

"This is also a rule."

But Pudra stood up suddenly, slapped the money on the table, and shouted loudly: "I want to play today!"

Brother Dao immediately stood up and glared at the ghost guy in front of him, feeling very unhappy: "Are you looking for trouble?"

The five ghost inspectors immediately stood behind their colleagues, looked at them with serious expressions, and said with their fingers: "Back off!"

"Back off!"

Brother Dao smiled, spread his hands, and said nonchalantly: "Sir!"

"This is my territory. If you want to retreat, you must retreat. In this way, if you withdraw, how about I pretend that nothing happened?"

Sibi untied the gun bag, put his hand on the handle of the gun, and tugged on the corner of Pudra's clothes: "Let's go, Sir Pu."

But Poudela pulled out the gun from his waist, slapped it on the table, and shouted loudly: "You opened a casino and refused to let us gamble, and you didn't lend us money. Are you looking down on us? You pay the criminal team, Don’t you remember to pay us?”

"Dry!"

"Believe it or not, I killed you with one shot?"

Brother Dao just bent down and planned to pick up the stool and knock Gui Lao over with the stool.

But the next moment, Gui Lao had already picked up the weapon, held it against his head, and opened the safety with a murderous look on his face. Brother Dao was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat. He raised his hands and said tremblingly: "Sir, please tell me what you have to say."

"Speak well"

Poudela shouted: "Why don't you pay us Oji!!!"

Sibi and Gavin's ghost guys had to take out their guns and support their colleagues.

However, when several people heard Poudela's question, they immediately understood that the person who came to gamble today was a fake, and that he came to make trouble was real. They were all used by Poudela. Of course, Brother Dao has also come to his senses and said without tears: "Hand it over!"

"I handed it in!"

Several horse boys opened the door of the gambling stall and asked the frightened gamblers to leave. The remaining dozen club boys who were watching the venue surrounded the ghost guys with machetes and iron bars. The brothers were furious and stared at the ghost guys with murderous looks on their faces. The ghost guy inspector was also very nervous.

Poudela sneered: "Send the beggar away!"

"Is that also called handing over?"

Brother Dao explained: "Our fees are all handed over to Mr. Zai, who will then pay them to you. How to divide them is your business. There is no use asking us."

"Sir, if you don't believe it, it's okay to call Mr. Zai, give Brother Luo, or give money to Sir. There's no need to point a gun at me." He quietly winked at his brother while speaking, and a striking brother immediately He stepped back and returned to the office. With a nervous look on his face, he dialed the phone: "Hello?"

"Kowloon Tong Police Station? I am a member of Chiu Yiyong. I want to report a case. Someone went to the underground gambling stall to rob me! Brother Dao and I are a group of ghost guys with guns and claiming to be O Ji's people!"

While the brother was on the phone, he frequently scanned the outside world.

"Sir Qian, I am with Brother Dao, and there is a ghost guy who came to the casino to cause trouble."

When Qian Weishan received the call, his expression suddenly changed and he quickly said: "I'll be there right away!"

"Hurry up, Sir Qian, he is pointing a gun at Brother Dao's head."

Qian Weishan hung up the phone, stood up, picked up his gun, put on his coat, walked out of the office and said, "Come to Kowloon Tong with me!"

"yes!"

"Sir!" Officer O responded in unison.

Jiu Long Tang.

Criminal Section.

Lei Luo was wearing a suit, with oily hair, and was standing in the office smoking a cigarette. He looked at Chen Xijiu who had just finished speaking and sighed: "I knew O Ji would not give in, but I don't know what the ghost thinks. , or Sir Qian’s idea.”

"Brother Luo."

"What should I do?" Chen Xijiu was only obedient and didn't have the slightest idea.

Lei Luo walked out of the office calmly: "Don't worry, I came here for the money. Nothing will happen to Dao Zai, but after we received Dao Zai's money, we have to deal with the ghost guy for him."

"Bring the brothers, Longxiang Road gambling stall!"

Chen Xijiu responded: "Yes, sir!"

When twenty policemen from the O police came to the gate of the gambling stall, which had been blocked by the criminal team with guns and live ammunition, Qian Weishan got out of the car, raised his hand and signaled to the brothers: "You guys stand guard at the door. .”

"Brother Shan, call me anytime if you need anything." A brother said, while the O police officers stood at the door and looked inside the door with wary expressions.

Dawei, the person in charge of Kowloon Tong O Ji, has already rushed to the scene.

"Qian sir!"

He stood at attention and saluted, his face tense.

Qian Weishan glared at him without saying a word, opened the door curtain and entered the gambling stall. He unconsciously covered his nose with his hands and looked around the venue. When he saw Lei Luo, he shouted: "Brother Luo! "

"Sir Qian."

"The establishment of O Ji is a good thing, but it doesn't mean that it will use me as a prestige in the Criminal Division, right? Don't forget, O Ji's brothers used to work in the Criminal Division, and they won't forget me so quickly." I saw Lei. Luo was sitting on a chair, surrounded by a group of righteous and brave men, and six ghost inspectors were sitting at a table with a large cloth bag on the table.

Qian Weishan looked at Lei Luo for a moment, and then suddenly sneered: "Sir Lei, are you kidding me, who in Kowloon can be more powerful than you? But I, Ashan, am not fooling around in vain. The inspector who caught me, O Ji, should definitely Give me an explanation."

"oh?"

Lei Luo sneered twice: "You are breaking Sir He's rules and smashing the police force's brand!"

Qian Weishan grabbed a stool on the side of the road, dragged the stool, and walked forward step by step: "The person you hit me with is smashing my O mark. What do you want me to do?"

"Ah."

Lei Luo unbuttoned the cuffs of his suit, took off his watch, picked up an iron bar from the table, and walked forward in front of everyone's surprised eyes: "I'll teach you how to do it!"

When Poudela saw two Chinese bigwigs from Kowloon district arguing with each other, he quickly added fuel to the fire: "Sir Qian, the money has been obtained!"

"Fuck you!"

boom!

Qian Weishan raised the stool with both hands, smashed Pu Dela down on the table. Poudela barely reacted, then hit the gaming table hard, lying on the gaming table and letting out a scream. Lei Luo threw down the iron rod at the same time, hit Sibi with one stick, and shouted: "O mark, right?"

"Anti-gangster group!"

"I'll fucking kill you!"

Sibi screamed in pain, stood up and ran away, exclaiming: "Sir Lei, I am from the forensics department, do you know me?"

"The ghosts all look the same, how can I recognize them!" Lei Luo yelled.

Qian Weishan turned around and grabbed Si Bi, knocked him down with one punch, followed closely and knelt on the ground to beat him: "Forensic Department!"

"The Forensic Department dares to come and share our O recorder's money?"

Qian Weishan punched him a few times, raised his cuffs, and wiped his sweat. When he looked back, he happened to catch Lei Luo's gaze. The two of them smiled knowingly and divided their labors to beat up the ghost guy again.