Hong Kong Island Hotel.

The Hong Kong Gambling King and the Taiwan Gambling King sat face to face at a gambling table.

This hotel is the property of Hong Kong gambling king Hong Kong. When he first debuted in his early years, he was too arrogant. Not only did one foot be interrupted, but he was poisoned and made his vocal cords hoarse. As a result, when speaking, he can only use a special generator to press it on his throat to make the sound through the speaker.

I heard Hong Guang say, "How many tables do you have?"

Taiwan Gambling King Chen Song raised his feet: "Eight million."

"Okay, then I'll add eight million." Hong Yang pushed all the chips in front of him into the middle of the gambling table.

Chen Song scratched his head and smiled, "Master Hong, you're just one move this time. I'm really a flush."

The eight million chips were also pushed to the table by Chen Song. At the same time, he opened the last trump card, which was a Red Heart A player. The remaining four cards were Red Heart K, Red Heart Q, Red Heart J, Red Heart 1o. The connection was exactly the biggest flush.

Hong Guang's face changed, and then suddenly smiled and said, "So coincidentally, I'm also flush."

Amid Hong Guang's laughter, he opened his trump card, which was a spear A, and the remaining four cards formed a flush that was exactly the same as Chen Song.

The only difference is the style.

According to the rules on the gambling table, the color of the peaches is the greatest, followed by the plum blossoms, and the last square. The spades are smooth, and the flowers are smoother than the smoother.

"What a exactly the same enemy card. Brother Song, the interesting thing about gambling is to lose on the enemy card, hahaha." Hong Guang put down the card and said with a decisive tone: "Brother Song, I'm so embarrassed. I won't show mercy next month's World Gambling King Competition."

Chen Song stood up and snorted coldly: "The arrogant soldier will be defeated. I must be the champion of the World Gambling King Competition!"

Chen Song opened the door and left with a bodyguard. Hong Guang held up his crutch and watched them leave with a smile. At this time, Qi Meng happened to come in, passed by Chen Song, and exchanged a look quietly.

"Master Hong, the boss of Tsim Sha Tsui has already done it." Qi Meng walked to Hong Guang's side.

Hong Guang nodded: "Good job."

Suddenly, a subordinate walked to Hong Guang's side, approached his ear and said a few words. After hearing this, Hong Guang angrily knocked on the crutch: "The person who killed me will win my money. I want to see if he is so powerful and invite him to see me!"

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"Hero post?"

The next morning, Zhou Xingzu opened a letter.

This is naturally an invitation letter sent by the gambling king from Hong Kong Island, asking Zhou Xingzu to go to the luxury house in Repulse Bay to attend the banquet.

"Damn, I just killed your horse, and I'll give me a hero post!"

Zhou Xingzu remembers that there was a hero post because Hong Guang wanted to use Zhou Xingzu's special abilities to participate in the World Gambling King Competition for him.

To be honest, Zhou Xingzu can still gain some benefits for this hero post. But now that Zhou Xingzu has killed Bentley, he doesn't believe in the current hero post, Hong Guang can be kind.

If you attend, you will have to lose your skin even if you don’t die.

To put it nicely, this is a hero's post, and to put it badly, this is a Hongmen Banquet.

It is estimated that Hong Guang did not send a killer directly to the door, and he also wanted to use Zhou Xingzu's special abilities. In this way, if Zhou Xingzu is willing to pay, he should still have a chance to join Hong Guang's camp. However, he is not so terrible, so of course he would not do such a thing.

Uncle San was also curiously coming over at this time: "Brother Xing, what is written in this letter?"

"Hong Guang's hero post, please go to dinner in the evening." Zhou Xingzu casually slapped the hero post in Uncle San's hand. Uncle San picked it up and saw it, and it was really: "Hong Guang is the king of gambling in Hong Kong. Now the coolest person on the road in Hong Kong is, he gives you a hero post, you must go."

Zhou Xingzu nodded: "Okay, go for me."

"Me? Really!" Uncle San widened his eyes. Now he is a person worth millions. If he could meet some big guys and make money, wouldn't it be faster? Uncle San is no longer the third uncle of the past, but an ambitious third uncle.

"Of course it's true, but the person we killed yesterday was Hong Guang's subordinates." Zhou Xingzu stuffed a chocolate into his mouth.

Uncle San swallowed: "If you don't go, you won't go, there is still that person you killed, no one."

Walking quietly to the window, Uncle San opened the blinds and lowered his voice, "No wonder I saw so many people outside. It turned out to be for you. The suit belt is so bulging, and it is obvious that there are guys who are carrying them."

Uncle San said you one by one, as if it really wasn't his business last night, and the blame was too fast.

Zhou Xingzu looked at him with contempt, and then stood in front of the window and swept. Sure enough, many people in black suits were seen as gangsters who came to squat.

This is the impact on the plot that killing Bentley in advance.

Zhou Xingzu estimated that there were at least twenty gunmen. It seemed that it was not easy to get out of here, at least he had no confidence.

"Uncle San, wait and go shopping with Liuhua Gu to stay outside tonight and don't come back." Zhou Xingzu lowered the curtains.

"What about you?"

"I just stay at home, but I won't go to this Longmen Banquet." Zhou Xingzu touched his waist, and there was a pistol there.

This was what he brought from Bentley, and there were only seven bullets inside, so he lost it. But at least he had a gun on his body, and he was a little more confident, and with the skills in his hands, he was not completely unrestrained.

As for the Hongmen Banquet, he definitely won't go there. Anyway, he no longer intends to choose the camp of the Hong Kong gambling king. If he goes to the banquet, it will increase the danger, which means that a sheep enters the tiger's mouth, and a fool will do this. On the contrary, he will stay at home, kill one by one, and have a chance to rush out.

In the evening, Zhou Xingzu was the only one left in the house.

Uncle San happily accepted his suggestion and went outside with Liuhua Gu tonight. The gunman below did not make things difficult for them. It was obvious that everyone came for Zhou Xingzu.

As for that heroic post, it was used by Zhou Xingzu when he went to the toilet in the afternoon.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

It was almost time for dinner, and there was a knock on the door outside.

"Is Mr. Zhou at home? I was sent by Mr. Hong to invite you." The man outside said.

"No." Zhou Xingzu loaded the bullet with a snap.

"Mr. Zhou, don't joke." Two people outside kicked the door open. Zhou Xingzu was guarding the door, snatched his hands forward, and immediately broke the two people's necks.

These two people are really stupid. He doesn't even use guns.

Zhou Xingzu closed the door of the room again and lit a cigarette. It was probably a large group of gunmen were about to rush in. Thinking about it, the scene was really exciting.

Sure enough, nothing unexpected happened, gunfire sounds outside the door.
Chapter completed!