If the experience of one of the characters he had seen were directly transferred to Zhou Xiaoxing, it would probably be...

Get beaten.

Brother Jiu's usual preferences seem to be the same as those of Ghost King Da. What he knows, the former probably knows.

Once Brother Nine discovers that he is telling lies, then...

There's no need for tomorrow's game to make money for him. It's hard to say whether he can make it out of Jiu Ge Casino alive.

In other words, there is only one suitable solution for him to answer this question that was asked badly by Brother Ninth: tell the truth.

Don’t look at the historical figures reported on TV, the births of emperors or uprising leaders are incredible and unbelievable...

For example, there was a vision in the sky when you were born, or you had a strange dream when you were pregnant, or you were possessed by a red light or purple energy the moment you were born...
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In a word, they are all excuses to make things happen and to attract more people.

In an era when science and technology was not yet very developed, and in a society where more people were strength, this statement, which could be said to be superstitious but not quite like feudal thought, was actually a way to rule people.

There is no way, as long as you are a human being, you will be interested in legendary or strange people or things, willing to follow them, and willing to worship them. As for the truth and whether these exist, no one is interested.

Everyone is afraid of mediocrity for a lifetime, and wants to leave his name in the long history, even if what is written on the side is something he may have doubts about.

Things in the world are often like this. If you want to stand out, you must have an eye-catching rhetoric.

This is also the reason why Brother Jiu is so obsessed with pursuing the origins of Zhou Xiaoxing.

I don't understand why he was asking questions about him, a free fighting champion, and a two-time ghost king.

The reason is that Gui Wangda's story is not bizarre enough. There is a barrier between his own ability and what Brother Jiu cares about. In addition, he doesn't know how to gamble, so there is nothing outstanding about him in the casino, so...
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Since Ninth Brother is so interested in Zhou Xiaoxing, he might as well talk about it, but it is definitely not a legendary storybook that Ninth Brother has in mind.

Originally, his encounter with Zhou Xiaoxing was extremely ordinary. He was just a free-boxing champion who came out to relax to relieve stress before the game. He met a young man who was not sleeping at home in the middle of the night and ran alone on the road, no, the highway, the seaside highway.

Aberdeen.

Nothing special, nothing more.

If you have to say that there is something special that deserves to be praised by future generations, or someone that people can chat with after dinner, I am afraid that it is this lonely young boy who is even more handsome than the male stars in the movie. He is simply good.

Just drag him to make a movie.

After Gui Wangda ate two or three melon seeds at the same speed as before, he faintly noticed Brother Jiu's rapid breathing. He quickly put down the half-peeled melon seeds in his hand and told him exactly what he was thinking.

Listen to the latter.

One minute passed.

What I fear the most is the sudden silence in the air!

The melon seeds in the palm of Gui Wangda's right hand were either edible or not. He was stunned in place. After a few more minutes, his arm would probably be numb.

Ah this...

What do you mean?

Brother Jiu wanted to know how Zhou Xiaoxing came to his casino and how he met him. Now, Ghost King Dadu has finished speaking without any reservation...

It was Brother Nine's turn to be silent.

So speechless!

Is it because he didn't express it clearly enough? Or is this story too common? Or maybe he missed something, which makes the logic inconsistent. Jiu Ge's IQ is not as good as his, and he still needs time to digest it?

Regardless of what Ghost King Da imagined, a minute longer than fifty-nine seconds has passed. Even if Ninth Brother didn’t understand...

There should be some reaction.

It's not a big deal if you just stay here like this, staring at them with big eyes and small eyes!

Ghost King Da opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Even if Brother Jiu is stupid, compared to others, he needs more time to understand what he said, then

You shouldn’t be dumbfounded either...

With Ninth Brother acting like this, he is too embarrassed to continue eating melon seeds. It would be such a waste of time.

Gui Wangda looked at the more than half of melon seeds on the plastic plate and swallowed subconsciously. He was debating whether to reach out immediately. When Brother Jiu wasn't paying attention, he poured it into his pocket with lightning speed.<

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Once the melon seeds are on his body, he can afford to wait no matter how stupid Brother Jiu is.

Ghost King Da finally got through several moral and legal defense lines in his heart, and gradually raised his left hand. Originally, the right hand was more convenient, but the right hand was right under Brother Jiu's sight, so he really didn't dare to act rashly.

Before I moved my hand to the top of the melon seed plate, there was a pop and the table moved uncontrollably.

Do you still need to think about it?

Brother Nine slammed the table.

It's been a month and he still hasn't changed his habit.

The last time my right hand bag exploded into a hedgehog shape, don’t you remember?

Gui Wangda reacted quickly. When Brother Jiu retracted his hand, without wasting a second, he retracted his left hand, clenched his right hand, raised his eyebrows, twitched his nose, raised the corners of his mouth, and a polite yet elegant smile appeared.

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Don't ask him how he did it?

There is a kind of ability called human potential.

Just like the news that Gui Wangda had seen a few days ago, the brother Hua Me was crushed under the bus. The father, who was of average stature, stretched out his hands without even thinking, gritted his teeth and exerted his strength for the first time.

, lift up the bus and rescue his son...

When I first saw this outrageous report, Gui Wangda's face gushed out of his mouth. No, it came out.

I complained suddenly in my heart: There is such news, and reporters over there are also free. If there is no news, you don’t have to write. You can write some weather forecasts or TV station program previews. At least these are true...<

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Now, he reacted so quickly and perfectly in front of Ninth Brother that he had to believe it.

Brother Jiu understood what Gui Wangda said early on. The reason why he was petrified like a sculpture was not because he needed more time to think and scrutinize the authenticity of the latter's words, but...

Observing.

He was watching Ghost King Da's reaction after he said this.

There is no way, Gui Wangda's words are too everyday, like picking up a treasure after being in a bad mood. It is neither interesting nor legendary...

Just like drinking a glass of boiled water, it has no other effect except quenching thirst.

This is definitely true. There is no need to spend time doubting it. What Ninth Brother wants to know now is whether Ghost King Da has anything to say.

In other words, what he heard was not edited by Ghost King Da.

It's impossible to add more oil and vinegar, but it's possible to pinch off the beginning and remove the tail, leaving a little bit here and there and a corner missing.

More than a minute passed. Brother Ninth used all the investigative skills he had seen in the movie, but he didn't find anything that Ghost King Da didn't say, or even seemed to have unfinished thoughts.

Except for that look of greedy melon seeds and the ulterior motive of wanting to keep the melon seeds on the plate for myself.

Case solved!

Brother Jiu can bet with Hei Zaida's dice-shaking skills that Ghost King Da did not lie to him about Gao Jin's life experience.

And judging from the fact that he was only thinking about eating, not looking at the gambling table at all, and not caring about Gao Jin's winnings or losses in gambling, Gao Jin was not Gui Wangda's cousin at all.

This is just a rhetoric.

After figuring out all this, Jiu Ge dressed up as if he had just woken up from a dream, and patted the table gently to relieve the embarrassment he had been feeling for a long time.

Don't get me wrong, he is not a person who always bangs the table to express his emotions. He just needs a step now.

It’s not surprising that I hit the table right in front of Ghost King Da.

Besides, this table is not that table. It is no longer the solid table it was a month ago.

This is a table covered with table mats. I don’t feel any pain when I shoot it, but the momentum rises immediately.

Seeing Ghost King Daru stop eating and stealing melon seeds as he expected, he slightly pulled the corners of his mouth closer to his teeth, then touched his throat with his hand, pretending to clear his throat, and paused.

"Uh, Gui Wangda, is there anything else? For example, does Gao Jin know how to gamble? Apart from saying that he wanted to invest in an elite center, what else did he say?"

This is important!

Ghost King Da said before that Gao Jin was wandering alone on the beach, and when he saw his car, he immediately waved and said some domineering words, but that was all invalid information.

The most important thing is the two questions Brother Jiu is asking now.

The former can tell him how good Gao Jin's gambling skills are, which directly determines what strategy Brother Nine will adopt when waiting for the formation to gamble with him.

The high and low are also 40 million chips. If Gao Jin really does it, his casino and all the assets in his name will be won by this person in less than one round.

Coincidentally, after calculation, over the past year or so, whether it was the money he earned from operating the casino, the high compensation he received through the compensation agreement, or the contact with ordinary citizens he invested in with the black and white figures.

The money earned from less than 100 projects...
To be continued...