She Wants to Be a Salted Fish

"I don't gamble." Chu Han refused, "Gambling hurts people."

"Then go, this woman stays."

Chu Han became anxious: "You can't do this, it's illegal to detain without permission, and your mahjong hall can't be involved in large-scale profit-making activities, which is also illegal!"

Chu Han specially searched the Internet on the way here, and determined that this kind of behavior in the mahjong hall was illegal.

The man smiled grimly: "Are you threatening me now?"

As he said that, the man grabbed Meng Ziting's hair.

"Ah-ah-" Meng Ziting screamed, "Xiaohan save me, Xiaohan save me..."

Meng Ziting hurriedly asked Chu Han for help.

The voice was very shrill, and Chu Han's heart trembled when he heard it.

"Don't hit her!" Chu Han shouted quickly, "I bet you."

I can only win once, if I lose, I lose a watch, and if I win, I can save my aunt.

"Very good." The man was very satisfied and pointed to the automatic mahjong machine next to him. "You don't even know how to play cards, so I'll draw a mahjong tile with you. Whoever has the highest value wins."

After the man finished speaking, he asked the people under his hand to pick out 4D tiles from the mahjong tiles, 10,000 to 90,000, a total of nine tiles.

Nine cards are scrambled and placed on the mahjong table.

Chu Han didn't understand mahjong at all, so he could only do what the man said.

"You smoke first."

Chu Han was very nervous.

Meng Ziting was even more nervous than Chu Han.

Chu Han closed his eyes and drew one at random.

fifty thousand.

Not too big, not too small, just right in the middle.

The man walked to the table and stretched out his hand unhurriedly.

Chu Han was so nervous that he was sweating coldly.

The man picked up a card, turned it over, sixty thousand.

Not much, not much, a little bigger than Chu Han's card.

Meng Ziting's face suddenly turned pale.

The man sneered and said, "You lose, keep the watch, you can go, the woman has to stay here."

Chu Han was stunned, looking at Meng Ziting with a bruised nose and a swollen face, her heart was burning.

Chu Han was at a loss, and stood where he was, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the door opened and Chu Ci came in from outside.

Seeing Chu Ci, Chu Han looked surprised.

"You...why are you here?"

Chu Ci ignored Chu Han, crossed Chu Han, and walked in front of the tall man.

Chu Ci was a head shorter than the other party, but the momentum was not lost at all.

"The mahjong parlor is operating illegally, and even out the old thousand to defraud money, so we can only deceive this kind of brainless old woman and this kind of little hairy child who hasn't come out of society." Chu Ci sneered.

"Who are you?" the man asked.

"This little boy called me sister." Chu Ci replied.

"You're this kid's sister?" The man smiled, "It looks like you're here to find a place for your younger brother?"

"With you? Also worthy?" Chu Ci looked contemptuous.

The man smiled, "It's the first time I've seen such an arrogant girl, who gave you the courage?"

Chu Han nervously pulled Chu Ci's sleeve. He was afraid that Chu Ci would anger this man. This man was three big and five thick, and his fist was as big as a sandbag. I don't want Chu Ci to be beaten.

Meng Ziting didn't know why Chu Ci was here. Was she tired of living and came here to find death?

Chu Ci didn't answer, walked to the mahjong table and smashed his fist on the table.

"Bam—"

The table shook, and all the men in the room stepped forward.

Is this girl crazy?

Even if she came to their mahjong parlor to provoke her, she even dared to smash things openly. Does she think they are all dead?