Brother Jiu touched his chin and took a serious look at Zhou Xiaoxing next to Chocolate. Apart from being good-looking, he had no abilities. He slammed the table, "Okay."

People are most afraid of taking themselves too seriously and looking down on others too much.

Brother Jiu waved his hand, and Ma Zai brought over the two hanging spears, "Hey, young man, I won't show you if you don't tell me. Well, you choose first."

Zhou Xiaoxing glanced at it with his peripheral vision. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with these two guns. He had the shooting skills of a gambler, so what kind of guns did he care about? In the movie, Ninth Brother is just a speculator. Ninety-nine percent of the time, this gun is a gun.

The question is, if that’s the case, what else should I choose? Let’s rely on strength.

He spread his hands and didn't care.

Brother Ninth picked up the gun that was close to him and said, "Young man, if you don't want me to bully you, I'll do it first."

"Okay, okay, let's shoot." Chocolate clapped again. One thing he said was that he was really suitable to be an audience member, and the atmosphere suddenly became full.

The third uncle's eyes were busy and he touched his chin. Why didn't the young man choose the gun first? Even a blind man guessed that there was something wrong with the gun. Why did this boy not seem to care. Well, from the side, he looked quite handsome.

He looked like he was six or seven years old when he was born.

If Zhou Xiaoxing looked back, he would definitely see his third uncle's worried and nymphomaniac look. One of the words that describes him is salty and wet.

"Bang, bang, bang." Ninth Brother hit three hits with three shots.

"Hello, boss."

Brother Jiu smiled politely and laughed at every sight.

It’s a pity that I have two brushes. When I meet him, Zhou Xiaoxing, no matter how powerful the brush is, it will turn into scum in seconds.

"Come on." Zhu Guli pulled Zhou Xiaoxing's clothes, raised his head high, and encouraged him, "Young man, beat him to pieces." The third uncle also did the same thing. Zhou Xiaoxing was not Erlang Shen. He didn't have an extra eye and couldn't see.

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"Brother Ninth, your marksmanship is so good, it's an eye-opener." He also flattered him, picked up the gun, and slowly put it down again.

"Brother Ninth, if I was also shot three times, wouldn't we have to start all over again? It would be a waste of your time and it would affect your ability to eat. Well, let me blindfold you." After saying this, Zhou Xiaoxing took something out of his pocket.

A silk scarf, folded up.

Don't ask him why he has a silk scarf in his pocket, ask because he doesn't know. Isn't it normal for a young boy to have anything in his pocket that cannot be explained?

I want to seduce a girl.

"Wait, use mine." Brother Ninth took the rag handed over by Ma Zai and knocked on the table.

Silk scarf, dishcloth, the difference is more than a little.

"This, this..." Normal people would dislike it. Although Zhou Xiaoxing has been born in two lifetimes, he is normal in all aspects.

"What do you think? This is new. I got it from the shop. What are you thinking..." Ninth Brother tilted his head and pulled Zhou Xiaoxing's silk scarf. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this silk scarf was moving.

The scarf is of high quality. Brother Jiu has no higher education, so he still knows how to make the difference. Besides, he will be able to use it to chase girls in the future.

A good idea is to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.

Zhou Xiaoxing wasted no time, put the rag on his eyes, loaded the gun, "Bang bang bang."

Before he had time to take off the rag, after three gunshots, the store became eerily quiet. After that, there was thunderous applause.

He succeeded in Zhou Xiaoxing's way and got 300,000 yuan. He felt very happy. He was not an ordinary person. Brother Ninth must have seen it wrong.

Ninth Brother's face turned white and red, good boy, wait here, he is not coming out on the first day, it is shameful to say that he is second, no one dares to say first, if there is, overthrow it and try again.

"Brother Ninth, give me the money." Zhou Xiaoxing's palms were facing upwards, facing him.

300,000 is so easy.

"Don't forget about the head first, it's the gun test session, we'll do it again."

"Yeah, I don't even have anything to say to start."

Zhou Xiaoxing clenched his outstretched hand into a fist, reaching out to swing it, but no, he would never get the money.

Play with him again.

"Okay, you should go first."

"No, you go first." Brother Jiu skillfully winked at Ma Zai next to the balloon and handed over the rag respectfully.

"Bang bang bang." Three shots and three hits.

The whole audience was surprised, except for Chocolate who was licking his fingers.

Ma Zai, who pushed away the balloon board, was so frightened that he squatted on the ground. He obviously took away the remaining balloons, but he did not expect that the three bullets had eyes.

It’s a joke. With the God of Gamblers’ extraordinary talent and more than ten years of training, how difficult is it for the bullet to directly find the target?

Besides, you didn’t draw very far. Zhou Xiaoxing jumped around and shot straight again.

Ma Zai is Ma Zai, a young man, not to mention being led by Ninth Brother, who has completely lost at the starting line.

Zhou Xiaoxing was already very confident in his marksmanship. He happily pulled away the rag and threw it in the face of the frightened Ninth Brother, as if he was here for you.

"Brother, I don't want to play anymore. I'll give you the money right away." Ninth Brother waved his hands desperately, and Ma Zai sent the money.

"I'm sorry, my family only gave birth to two children, and I am the youngest. I don't have any younger brothers." Zhou Xiaoxing touched her hair, raised her feet, and walked away.

The money hasn’t come yet? It’s such a small matter that Zhou Xiaoxing deserves to take action. The third uncle has already taken it and pushed the chocolate out.

By chance, Ma Zai, who bought chocolates for Master, came back out of breath. Third uncle took it proudly and disappeared.

At the same time, in a villa.

"Tell me, what's going on? He's missing?" Hong Guang pointed at Ma Zai, who was kneeling and trembling, and scolded him fiercely. It's not easy for him to speak, but he hasn't stopped worrying about anything recently.

"After hearing the news, Zhou Xiaoxing went to San Francisco with Wei Jie. It was said that he was going to see a doctor. The specific location is not yet known."

"Idiot. What's the good news?"

Ma Zai suddenly came to his senses. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Hong Guang was in a bad mood. He deliberately used the very provocative expression "good news, bad news". The bad news was indeed bad, but he didn't know that the good news was not good.

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"Master Hong, the good news is that the God of Gamblers has disappeared again. If there are rumors, the God of Gamblers may have lost his memory and is with the Saint of Gamblers. According to reliable sources, he appeared in a store in Yuen Long."<

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Hong Guang slowly lowered his head and hit Ma Zai's head heavily with his crutch, "This is the good news you said, what kind of good news is this." Hong Guang also admired Ma Zai's IQ. The God of Gamblers and the Saint of Gamblers are together.

, for him, it is simply bad news.

Gambling has done him a disservice, and now he is keeping an eye on Wei Jie, thinking that when he goes to Thailand for drug trade, he will be appreciated by the drug king and sent him as an agent in Hong Kong. This money does not need to be made quickly on the gambling table.
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He then thought about it. The last time he contacted Zhou Xiaoxing through the newspaper was already gone. Wei Jie already knew about his situation, so how could he have any thoughts on dealing with Gambling Saint and the others? He had to leave it to him first.

"You guys in the United States still have to work harder to find Zhou Xiaoxing, and put the rest aside first." He was too lazy to say anything more. He knew about his body and had to work harder to go to Thailand.

Ma Zai stood up proudly, slowly exited, took out his phone and said, "Ajun, the news has been given to Hong Guang."

"Brother Biao, I know you can do it. Hong Guang still needs to figure out the matter of going to Thailand..." The voice on the phone slowly became quieter, and A Biao went into the toilet. He was in a hurry.

"I know, I know, don't worry about me doing the work."
Chapter completed!