Reckless Youth of Delinquency

I raised this question and then looked at everyone, hoping that everyone would brainstorm ideas. Everyone, look at me and I look at you, there seems to be no good solution. Ye Zhan yawned and said, "We have a legal guardian. Come on, Assistant Miao, let's talk about it."

Everyone looked at Miao Wenqing. He was the role of the white paper fan, so he was naturally responsible for making suggestions.

Miao Wenqing said: "The solution is not like a lightbulb. It lights up as soon as the power is turned on. You need to think about it slowly. In this way, you should disperse first. Brother Hao and I will discuss it." As soon as everyone heard this, they all got up and dispersed. , there were only two of us left in the villa.

The two of us sat down, smoked a whole pack of cigarettes, discussed for an hour, exchanged ideas, and came to the following conclusion: if you want to establish diplomatic relations with Short Mule, the first thing you need to do is open up the south of the city and let his drugs flow in. Only by establishing common economic interests can our friendship slowly ferment. Why did you allow drugs to come in? There's only one thing: I'm short of money.

Wang Hao, the overlord in the south of the city, earns countless amounts of money every day. He is rich and wealthy, so how can he be short of money?

In other words, is there any way to quickly make me a pauper in a short period of time? Are you desperate for money?

Then there is only one way: gambling.

Eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling are the four favorite things for men.

After eating, drinking, and whoring, the men came to gamble.

How many people and families have been ruined by gambling throughout the ages? In terms of harm, it is no less harmful than taking drugs.

How to lose without leaving any trace, how to lose everything, and how to lose so everyone knows, all these require step-by-step planning.

When everyone in Beiyuan knew that Wang Hao was a pauper, I went to see the short mule to discuss the matter of "poisoning" and let nature take its course.

In order to make the plan perfect and seamless, Miao Wenqing and I discussed it in detail for three days and three nights. Finally, we announced this plan to everyone, and everyone unanimously agreed that this method is feasible and feasible.

There is an urban village at the junction of the south and north of the city, called Wangjiabao. It was originally a key government reconstruction project. It could have been a prosperous area with tall buildings and a developed economy. But the villagers, led by the village committee secretary, opened their eyes to money and opened their mouths to the government, offering a price that was even more expensive than the widest community in Beiyuan. Eventually, the government abandoned the place and left it to fend for itself. Therefore, today, with the rapid economic development of Beiyuan, Wangjiapu is still in shabby condition. It is all low-rise bungalows, with messy wires crisscrossing in the air, and dirty sewage flowing freely on the ground. It is incompatible with the entire Beiyuan City, like a block. Ugly dog-skin plaster, city leaders frowned when they mentioned it.

However, it has given birth to the largest casino distribution center in Beiyuan City. At night, countless gamblers come from all over. Some get rich overnight, while others lose money and come out wearing only a pair of underpants the next morning.

The Wangjia Fort is only five miles in radius, with dozens of houses crisscrossing the area. Every house is dilapidated, but every house is a gold-selling cave that eats people. How many people are laughing here, how many people are crying here, but no one has ever dared to cause trouble here.

This place is not under the control of any city lord. Because this is Mr. Rong’s territory.

Although Mr. Rong has washed his hands, he has a group of disciples and grandchildren who still have to eat, so they continue to do some side jobs.

The four major city lords all wanted to sell him face, because Mr. Rong never crossed the line, he just wanted to have a bite of food.

The house located in the middle of Wangjiapu is no different from the other houses. It is also dilapidated and low, and there is even tall grass growing on the roof. This is Mr. Rong's territory. No one dares to cause trouble here, but there are hidden sentries here. The secret whistler had a knife on his body and looked at every passerby with vigilance, his eyes as cold as an armed policeman escorting a cash transport truck.

Not for anything else, just because the money in this room is as much as any cash truck.

Yes, the room in the middle is also called the Golden Room. It is the highest-level casino in Wangjiabao. Those with a net worth of less than five million are strictly prohibited from entering! In other words, the gamblers who can enter here are either rich or noble!

Here, you can meet celebrities from all walks of life in Beiyuan, including local tycoons, businessmen, officials, and if you are lucky, you can also meet the overlords of the four major urban areas. This place is just like Kaiyuan Restaurant, no matter what grudges you have, you have to be nice and friendly when you come in.

That morning, with a slight drizzle in the sky, a Santana drove into Wangjiapu. It didn't stop in front of any house, but went straight to the Golden House. The whistle at the door of the golden house was startled. It was the first time I saw someone driving a Santana here. There were many cars parked at the entrance of the Golden House, all of which were luxury cars worth more than 500,000 yuan, but the front and rear license plates were covered with towels. After all, those who come to the Golden House to gamble are not ordinary people, and they do not want to expose their identities to the public eye.

Santana stopped at the door of the golden house, and two secret sentries came over immediately.

The car door opened and I stepped out. A man with a fierce look said, "No parking allowed here."

I said with a smile, "I'm here to play." Then I threw the car keys to him and said, "Park the car for me." No matter how ruthless he was, in my eyes, he was just a parking boy.

The man caught the key, was startled, looked at me suspiciously, and said, "Do you know where this is?"

"The Golden House, a place for gambling. Otherwise, why would I be here?"

"Those worth less than five million are not allowed to enter. Please provide proof of your income." The secret whistle looked at me up and down.

"I am Wang Hao." I did not provide proof of income because it was not necessary.

"Wang Hao?" The man looked at me again and said, "Wang Hao from the south of the city?"

"right."

"how to prove?"

I lifted up my sleeves to reveal the crowned tiger head on my arm.

The man immediately stood in awe, his eyes showed a different look, and he stood slightly straighter.

"Brother Hao, please."

I nodded and said smoothly: "No need to help me hide the license plate, no one knows my junk car anyway." Then I walked into the golden house. There is no difference between a golden house and an ordinary farmhouse. There is a small courtyard at the entrance, and the main house is opposite. There are suites on both sides, usually storage rooms and the like. There is a toilet in the northwest corner, and a bad smell can be heard. The rich and noble people go to the toilet there.

As long as a man can gamble, he can sit in the ditch for three days and three nights.

Before coming, I had already inquired about everything about Haojinwu. So I walked directly into the first suite on the right. The outside of the suite is dusty and dilapidated, but once inside, it is a different world. Everything is modernly designed, similar to the lobby of a five-star hotel.

The decoration is quite luxurious, why don’t you just want to repair the toilet properly?

There was a bar in the suite, and a stunning beauty was sitting behind the bar. The beauty has a cold face and a pair of big breasts on her chest, which makes the man have wild dreams. I approached the bar, and the beauty didn't even look at me. She must have seen everyone before, and she didn't care that I was a wealthy person.

"Name." The beauty asked coldly, and then prepared to register it in the book. Registration is required for gambling in the Golden House.

"Wang Hao."

The beauty was stunned for a moment, and I thought she didn't hear clearly, so I said it again: "Wang Hao. The king of the world, the awe-inspiring and upright Hao."

The beautiful woman raised her head and looked at me in disbelief. First she looked from her head to her feet, and then from her feet to her head.

"You, you, are you the underworld overlord in the south of the city?" The beauty's eyes brightened a little: "Wang Hao?"

"Yes, that's me." No matter what, it's good to be recognized by a beautiful woman.

"Haha, as young as I imagined." The beauty's face was no longer cold, but had a hint of playfulness and cuteness. She wrote my name and the time I came here in the book. "Brother Hao, how many chips will you exchange for?"

"One million." I took out my bank card.

The beauty took the card and operated it on the card reader. While doing it, she asked: "Brother Hao, is this your first time in Golden House?"

"Yes." I entered the password, and when I saw one million, I just walked out. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel bad...

But in Jinwu, it is too common to lose millions in one night. It is said that there are still people who cannot be satisfied, and it is common for those who go to Macau to lose tens of millions in Macau. There was an official in Beiyuan City who misappropriated public funds, lost 60 million in a week, and committed suicide in a hotel in Macau. This incident became quite a big deal later.

The beauty was obviously very interested in me. She kept chatting and introduced herself: "My name is Su Beibei. You can just call me Xiaobei."

"Hello, Xiaobei." I smiled.

The beauty took out a plastic box from under the bar, which contained ninety chips. A chip worth ten thousand, this is the market price of the Golden House! One hundred thousand have been siphoned off by the casino. The chips are colorful and made of plastic, but they are a bit heavy and should contain iron pieces. This kind of thing is not difficult to make, but no one here dares to fake it.

While counting the chips, I asked, "Who is here today?"

Su Beibei said: "The weather is bad today and it is a working day. There are not many people, only a dozen or so. Director Ma from the Taxation Bureau, Director Zhao from the Statistics Bureau, and some nouveau riche and rich second generation. By the way. By the way, Ma Weishan, the overlord in the west of the city, is also here~" Su Beibei blinked, his eyelashes twitching, it was quite cute.

I was not interested in these people, so I asked casually: "Do short mules usually come here?"

"Well, come on, two or three times a week. Brother Hao, do you have anything to do with him?" As he spoke, Su Beibei seemed to have remembered something, covered his mouth and said, "Oh, I forgot. I forgot. Brother Hao, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Don't worry, the short mule is not here today." There was a hint of coquettishness and begging for mercy in his tone.

Such girls have always been very popular in society.

"It would be best not to." I snorted, putting on a vicious air.

Then, he carried his chip box out and walked towards the main room.