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    Chapter 40

    1. Stealing money and killing people to make false appearances

    The mahjong parlor was noisy, filled with thick smoke and turbid air, and the grinding sound of mahjong was particularly harsh, with grimaces staring at the unpredictable mahjong moves.  Zhang Qiming's expression was extremely mysterious. His eyes were fixed on the other three mahjong players and they were constantly scanning and spinning, keenly catching the mahjong encounters.

    The buzzing sound of mahjong is non-stop, the mahjong players are constantly shuffling the cards, and stacks of copied tickets are circulating back and forth on the mahjong table.  Zhang Qiming was very lucky during this period. At the end of the day, there was a thick pile of money in front of him, all of which were large-value coupons worth 100 yuan.

    However, Zhang Qiming kept the mahjong terminology in mind, which he summed up after losing a lot of money.  He said: "If the enemy doesn't show up, if I don't show up, I'll be doomed if I show up. If you block the lower house, guard against the opponent's house, and top the house, bold tricks can wash out the three houses. Bid first, and then play the missing ones. There will be no waste and no rush.  Wait, and finally do the green one. I have skills in playing cards, and when I get lucky, I will take it all." He kept these experiences gained with money in mind at the poker table, acted according to the situation, watched the situation, and achieved results at the end of the day.  Pretty good.

    Wang Dafu chose a tea table, the location was not very conspicuous, where he drank tea, smoked cigarettes, and watched Zhang Qiming's every move calmly.

    "Don't move, your uncle is acting up again, little 80,000." Zhang Qiming had a smile on his face and piled up stacks of copied tickets in front of him.  During this period, he had good luck. He won a lot of money and lost a lot of money, but the overall turnover this time was that he lived more and died less.  His gambling luck is a bit like catching a glimpse of the wind, coming and going at a moment's notice. Luck and skill come together to reap the rewards.

    "Hey, you're acting stupid again, green." Zhang Qiming kept making money, laughing ecstatically.

    "Which goddess of wealth did you hug and whitewash the three of our families? When are you going to let me have a try?" Huang Maoguo had a cigarette on his lips, which made his eyes blink non-stop. The movements of his hands were almost lightning-fast.  Skilled at speed.

    Zhang Qiming slammed the mahjong tiles on the table with a cold look in his eyes.

    "Come on, your Huang Mao Guo is only two hundred and five, so what's the onion? Let's just play mahjong. What's the point of talking about my mother-in-law? Let me tell you, I, Zhang Qiming, don't need you to make irresponsible remarks if I want to play with women.  , what a fucking dog to meddle in other people¡¯s business.¡±

    ¡°You kid said you were playing with women, you¡¯re afraid you haven¡¯t even smelled a woman¡¯s milk!¡± Huang Maoguo laughed loudly. He hadn¡¯t turned over the mahjong tiles in his hand yet, so he was guessing the identity of this tile based on his feeling.

    "You've messed up, carry the flowers." Zhang Qiming acted like a magician, one after another, saying, "Women are not your protectors, you have to deal with the wrong things."

    Zhang Qiming laughed out loud, as if he was crazy about winning money.

    "Hey, brother Qiming, I heard that your cousin plays a mistress with a code name? The famous director Zhang plays a woman with a code name, which is interesting." Huang Maoguo chuckled, with a sinister look on his face.

    "Does my cousin have a second wife, or is she a virgin? I don't know." Zhang Qiming wanted to say that his cousin's second wife was Qiu Chan, but he stopped immediately when he spoke.  Because he had a contract with his cousin to keep his secret in order to get all the rewards.

    At this time, Shan Maozi, who was sitting opposite, stared at the mahjong tiles with his little cherry eyes. He was very unlucky today. He only played tiles twice in the morning and had a lot of money in his pocket.  Where is Zhang Qiming?  There are times when gamblers feel unbalanced. There are only wins and losses on the card table. Those who win money feel happy for a moment, while those who lose money are depressed and depressed. They rack their brains to find opportunities to win back next time, but the more they lose, the more they lose.  awful.  The stock market is made of real money. Although losing and winning are legal and reasonable investment places, the simplest understanding is a combination of speculation and investment. The component of speculation is greater than investment.  People who have been doing stocks for a long time have a saying that there are no experts in China's securities market, only losers and winners. The so-called experts are all liars.

    "What a fool." Huang Maoguo took back a handful and kept turning a toothpick back and forth in his mouth.

    "Brother Huang, it seems that you have also benefited from some girl's wealth and made a fortune." Shanmaozi continued to take money out of his pocket, with a look of frustration on his face.

    "No more playing, no more playing."

    Xun Huangui also lost a lot of money, and his hands itched when he saw Zhang Qiming winning a lot of money.  He also understood clearly that the girl Huang Maoguo was talking about was Qiu Chan, Director Zhang's second mistress, who had been tested by him personally at the hospital and found to be 100% virgin.  This matter was done so secretly at the time. Except for Director Zhang and him, no one knew about this secret. What link caused the problem?  Besides, this matter is another opportunity to make money. As long as you tell Boss Zhang this secret, you will definitely get a considerable reward.  On the other hand, Boss Zhang¡¯s political future is becoming popular, and his reputation as a gentleman is universally recognized. What he fears most is the influence of scandal.Governing reputation.

    So Xun Huangui was walking on the road, thinking that if he didn¡¯t make money, he wouldn¡¯t make money, and finally made up his mind to rip off Boss Zhang.  Thinking of these, he was so excited that he muttered words and laughed wildly from time to time.

    Zhang Qiming was the last one to walk out of the chess and card room. His pockets were bulging, his soot face was shining brightly, he hadn't slept for days and nights, and he didn't feel tired at all.  Not far from the mahjong room, he saw a cicada in the shade of an empty tree.  In front is a row of street lights that emit white light.  There are tall and dense small-leaved eucalyptus trees on the roadside, and the surrounding area looks particularly quiet.

    "Qiu Chan, it's you after all. That's not right. I didn't want to see you but I bumped into you. I want to talk to you but I don't want to give you face." Zhang Qiming stood next to a big tree, with silver-white lights above his head.

    "What are we talking about? Oh, I remembered. Did you, Zhang Qiming, go to work, or did you just get off the casino? You're an idiot, not doing your job properly." Qiu Chan finished working overtime in the office and ran into Zhang Qiming on the way back to the dormitory.

    "Yes, you are right, I am just a gambler who does not do his job properly. My cousin is a gentleman, do you like him, right? I am also rich, so in your eyes I am not as good as him, right!" Zhang Qiming took out several large stacks  Qiu Chan dangled money in front of her and spoke loudly and excitedly.

    "Are you done yet? It's inexplicable, you're mentally ill." Qiu Chan angrily turned around and walked back to the dormitory.

    "You are so awesome. No matter how awesome you are, you are still my cousin's mistress."

    "What did you say? Say it again?"

    "Did I say it? What did I say before?"

    "Shameless." Qiu Chan stopped, turned around, gave Zhang Qiming a hateful look, and continued walking towards the dormitory.

    However, Zhang Qiming¡¯s head knocked over the five-flavor bottle and his stomach was churning with discomfort. He continued to move forward while holding in his breath.  Now he felt groggy, he felt heavy when he got up and felt light when he walked, and he seemed to stagger a little when he walked.  He had no idea that disaster was right in front of him, and a pair of demonic hands were reaching towards him fiercely.

    Wang Dafu wore a black windbreaker and followed quietly behind him.  He is a professional sailor and he followed Zhang Qiming for a whole day without being discovered. You can imagine how high his tracking skills are.  Now he is looking for the right place and the right time, and the next step is to kill professionally.

    At this time, Zhang Qiming was turning into a tree-lined alley with a narrow line of sight. The surroundings were shaded and quiet. At 90 o'clock in the evening, few people came here.  Wang Dafu suddenly jumped into the air and stood in front of Zhang Qiming with lightning speed, with a murderous glare in his eyes: "You are Zhang Qiming, hand over the money!"

    "Who are you?" Zhang Qiming immediately took a few steps back and looked around to see if there was any way out.

    "The Lord of Hell wants your life." Wang Dafu stood in front of him, looking like a murderous maniac with a half-smile.

    "I have no enmity with you, why do you want to harm me?" Zhang Qiming was in a daze and couldn't remember who he had any enmity with, let alone whom he had any enmity with.

    "Brother, go on your way, the Lord of Hell will leave a good place for you." Wang Dafu did not use a knife or a gun, but used his stunts to kill Zhang Qiming.  He quickly cleaned up the scene without leaving any traces.  It can be said that he did his job flawlessly, and the final result left at the scene was the taking of money and life.

    "Brother, go ahead."

    Wang Dafu quickly left the scene and has not been heard from since.

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