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Chapter 140

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    Xie Wendong and others headed back home. Along the way, they discovered that police cars were constantly shuttling back and forth, stopping by the roadside from time to time, stopping to watch.  Xie Wendong said: "It doesn't look like he was sent by Director Ren." Three Eyes agreed, and said: "It's precisely because it doesn't look like it that I didn't dare to attack the retreating Nanhongmen." Xie Wendong said with a smile: "What's the rush? In the future,  There’s a chance!”

    When we returned to the hotel, it was almost early in the morning. Jiang Lin didn't sleep. She kept on staring with big eyes and small eyes.  Seeing Xie Wendong and others coming back, she quietly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Is everything going well?" Xie Wendong said: "It started to go wrong from halfway on." Jiang Lin was speechless, and after a while, Fang asked: "What happened?  ?" Xie Wendong opened his clothes, rubbed his tired head and said: "Nanhongmen doesn't want us to develop too fast, and Xiang Wentian wants to use Bo Zhanhui to contain me. We can't look at the beginning and the end at the same time. In this way, I will be sure to do things.  I am afraid of my hands and feet, and it is difficult to use it." Jiang Lin was shocked after hearing this, and looked at the other people on the left and right. They were neatly dressed and relaxed, and they didn't look like they had done anything. She asked suspiciously: "You didn't do it?"

    Xie Wendong smiled and said: "With Nanhongmen ambushing us, we can't take advantage even if we take action." Jiang Lin said with a slight disappointment: "Then Bo Zhanhui is still alive?!" Xie Wendong looked at her, paused, and said  : "Today, Bo Zhanhui is still alive. But none of the people I want to get rid of can continue to live in this world safely." "But Bo Zhanhui is not dead yet." Jiang Lin reminded word by word.  .  Xie Wendong's eyes narrowed, as if they were two curved steel needles lying across his face. His eyes were like needles, and his gaze was also like needles. The needle points looked straight at Jiang Lin's beautiful eyes and said: "You don't need to provoke me, I will  I don’t need anyone to influence me in what I do, and I don’t like to be influenced by anyone, no matter who he is!”

    Under Xie Wendong's sharp gaze, Jiang Lin couldn't help but shudder, secretly blaming herself for being too impatient, and quickly explained: "Mr. Xie, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

    "I hope so!" The corner of Xie Wendong's mouth twitched, he nodded, and waved his hand: "It's very late, you go to bed." "What about you" Jiang Lin was halfway through her words, thinking of Xie Wendong's words just now, she swallowed it back smartly,  She said good night, looked at him deeply, and went back to her room.

    The next day, early in the morning, the Flower Hotel had just opened its doors, and a black Mercedes-Benz sedan drove up the street.  Squeaking, the car stopped outside the hotel door, the doors opened, and two people stepped out of the car, one fat, one thin, one black and one white, both dressed in clean, high-quality suits.  The white-faced young man whispered: "Brother Hui, there are only two of us. If Xie Wendong wants to attack us" The black-faced man chuckled and said: "As soon as you come, let's be safe. Didn't Xie Wendong come to us with only one person?"  Well, since his status is higher than mine, it doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m not as courageous as him!” The white-faced young man shook his head secretly and said no more.  As soon as the hotel door opened, three men in black walked out. They looked them up and down. The first of them asked loudly: "Two friends, what's the matter?" The black-faced man said with a smile: "I'm looking for someone."  "Who are you?" "Bo Zhanhui!" the black-faced man said proudly.

    The man didn’t show any surprise at all. He just gave a faint greeting and said, “Wait a moment!” He turned around and returned to the hotel.  After a short time, the man came out again with a smile on his face and said: "Brother Dong is inviting me!" The white-faced young man changed his color slightly and whispered: "Xie Wendong has such a big air!" Bo Zhanhui's smile did not diminish and he just said  : "Regardless of his status and seniority, he has the ability to put on airs!" After entering the hotel, it was still being renovated, the smell of paint was pungent, and trivial decoration materials were everywhere. The white-faced young man frowned, and he naturally knew that these were all for worship.  Given by himself.  Last time the Zhongyi Gang made a big fuss in Huahua. They didn't get any advantage, but they made the place a mess.

    Xie Wendong is sitting in the restaurant on the right side of the front hall, with only Gao Qiang next to him. There are several plates of snacks placed in front of the table.  He stood up, waved to Bo Zhanhui, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Brother Bo to come so early." Bo Zhanhui nodded politely, sat down opposite Xie Wendong, looked at the snacks on the table, and said happily: "Mr.  Good appetite!" Xie Wendong said: "My appetite has always been good, anytime and anywhere." He poured a glass of milk, pushed it in front of Bo Zhanhui, and said, "Brother Bo must have made a decision in his heart."

    Bo Zhanhui was not polite, he picked up the cup in front of him and took a big sip without hesitation, and said calmly: "With Mr. Xie behind me, I am satisfied as long as I can share a spoonful of the soup."

    The Harbor Hotel is not a star-rated hotel, but people who have been there generally believe that the environment inside and the behavior of the service staff are definitely no less than four-star.  The appearance of the hotel is ordinary, and the facade is not big, but the interior decoration can only be described as "splendid". It is said that even the handrails of the stairs are gold-plated.  As soon as you enter the hall, several huge French-style chandeliers on the ceiling illuminate the hall like daylight, and the dark smooth marble floor is as bright as a mirror.  The Harbor Hotel is indeed luxurious, but there are not many guests. Because it is not a star-rated hotel, the price is terrifyingly high.  Needless to say, people who don’t have money can’t afford it even if they want to. People with money naturally won’t choose this. People?It is always about saving face, especially for rich people. Going to a hotel that is not a star-rated hotel always feels that it is inconsistent with their status.  Today, the hotel is as usual. There are more service staff than guests in the hotel, but they don't seem to be slacking off because of the lack of guests. Everyone is smiling, with standard service like smiles on their faces, and the corners of their mouths are curved, revealing four  teeth.

    The Harbor Hotel may not be anything special in the eyes of normal people, but in the hearts of gangsters, it is definitely a place that people love and hate.  The largest underground casino in the entire country is located on the upper floor of the hotel. Every day, people may become rich overnight here. Of course, there are also more people who become penniless paupers overnight.  Many people in the underworld have paid attention to this place in the past. Some people even took action and tried to grab a big sum of money through violent means. As a result, the people who went there never came back and never appeared in this world again. They seemed to have disappeared from the world.  Later, people knew that this was the base of Nanhongmen, a world-class gambling city designed by Xiang Wentian.

    A car slowly stopped outside the hotel, and two people walked out of it.  The man who got out of the car first was lean and tall, with a face as white as paper. He had a short crew cut that was sprayed with hairspray and stood up straight. His face was covered with stubble, and his dark eyes were deep, giving off the slightest hint of coldness.  The other man was slightly shorter, with fair skin and an average appearance, but his eyes were very beautiful. Especially when he smiled, he had two mustaches on his lips that curved downwards. The whole person looked shrewd and sophisticated.  After the two got out of the car, they looked around first. The shorter one with the mustache smiled and said: "The environment here is good!" The tall and thin man understood what he was referring to and nodded: "It's not bad." The mustache rubbed his hands.  Said: "Let's go in and try our luck today."

    It was their first time here. They didn’t expect that the interior of the ordinary hotel would be so eye-catchingly decorated. The mirror-like marble beneath their feet reflected colorful light, making it dazzling.  Fortunately, both of them had seen the world. They were stunned for a moment, but they quickly realized what they were doing and strode towards the front desk.

    The lady at the front desk showed a standard professional smile and said: "Hello, gentlemen, how can I help you?"

    The mustache's eyes were bent like the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky, and he smiled and said: "I want to see your manager." The receptionist looked at him and said with a smile: "Please wait a moment!" After saying that, she picked up the phone.  Not long after, a tall young man in his early thirties walked out of the hall. He looked around and saw that there was no one in the hall except the mustache and the tall and thin man next to him. He walked straight over.  Seeing that they were strangers to each other, he was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand with a smile and said, "Gentlemen, I am the manager here, are you two looking for me?" The smile on the mustache's face deepened, and he and the young man  The manager shook hands and said bluntly: "I'm here to 'burn money'."

    "Oh?" The young man was stunned. Burning money was their code word, which meant gambling.  His smile did not diminish and he said, "You two are very strange. It seems like this is your first time here."

    Mustache raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you want to do business with people who come here for the first time?" "No, no, that's not the case." The young man added: "If an acquaintance introduces me." Mustache smiled.  After looking at the young man for a while, he took out a card from his arms, handed it to him and said, "I wonder if Brother Bo from the Zhongyi Gang is an acquaintance of yours."

    The young man took the business card and took a closer look. The three golden characters 'Bo Zhanhui' were clearly visible in his mind. There was also a red word 'loyalty' in the lower right corner of the card. This was the business card of Bo Zhanhui, the boss of the Zhongyi Gang.  He laughed loudly and said: "Boss Bo is of course an acquaintance, but the accent doesn't sound like he's from here."

    "That's for sure!" Mustache said: "Do you have a rule here that non-locals are not allowed to enter?" The young man said: "No, but in our line of work, we have to be careful." Mustache's face sank and he said  : "If you don't trust me, you can call Brother Bo for verification. I'm here for fun, not for you to check your household registration."

    When the young man saw the mustache getting angry, he didn’t dare to offend him too much until he understood the other person’s origins. If he was kicked on the iron plate, he would suffer. He had experienced and seen a lot of this kind of thing.  The young man quickly waved his hand and said: "Ah! I definitely didn't mean that. I was too worried just now. I'm really sorry. You two, please come inside!" After saying that, he turned aside to let the two of them go first, and then quietly handed over the business card.  The lady at the front desk winked and whispered: "Call Boss Bo from the Zhongyi Gang and ask him if he can introduce two people." After that, he quickly caught up with the two people with mustaches and said with an apologetic smile:  "We do cash transactions here. I wonder if you two have brought"

    Before he finished speaking, the mustache shook his head. The tall and thin man understood, raised his hand, patted the black leather bag he was carrying, and said: "One million cash, plus two million **, is it enough?"

    The young man stuck out his tongue secretly. Three million is not a lot, but it is by no means a small amount. He quickly smiled and said: "Enough, enough!"

    The three of them went upstairs, and the young man led the way until they reached the third floor. Mustache said impatiently: "Friends, the watercolor paintings hanging in your stairwell are very beautiful, and the carpet below is very comfortable to step on, but you still have to  How many floors will you take us to climb?" The young man smiled bitterly and said, "We're almost there." After reaching the third floor, the young man took out the key from his pocket, stopped in front of a door near the end of the corridor, opened it, and asked the two people with mustache to  When people entered, the room was very ordinary, just like a normal double room. Mustache looked around and said disappointedly: "Is this your casino?" The young man smiled and said: "You really know how to joke."  As he said that, he walked to the standing cabinet in the corner of the room, smiled at the mustache, and at the same time turned the wall next to it without leaving any trace, and then pushed it gently, and the standing cabinet moved laterally, revealing a small door one and a half meters high at the back.

    His little move did not escape Mustache’s eyes, and the latter pretended not to see it and said in surprise: “Your casino here is really hidden!”

    Mustache said helplessly: "There is no way, the city is not comparable to other cities, the control from above is strict, even if we Hongeven we don't dare to be too ostentatious." Open the small door, there is an upward staircase walkway, on both sides  The walls are lined with night lights, which are full of light, and there is a faint scent of light fragrance in the air.  The young man asked the two people with mustaches to move forward, and called out from time to time: "You two, be careful, don't hit your heads." It's okay to say that mustaches are a little shorter, so they don't feel anything bad when they bend down and walk up, but the tall and thin guy who came with him  It wasn't that easy, and he almost had to use both hands and feet to climb up. Even so, before he had gone very far, there were still two big bumps on his head. He cursed in a low voice, turned around and glared at the young manager behind him, and then  The person had an innocent face and a wry smile.  Finally reaching the end, he opened the door, and Mustache jumped out. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened up, and what he saw was an extremely huge hall.  If the lobby when you first entered the hotel can be considered luxurious, then this place is simply like a palace.  The entire hall is dominated by gold, the walls are gold, the ceiling is gold, and even the tables and chairs are made of gold-plated copper.  There is glittering gold everywhere, almost blinding people's eyes.  After the tall and thin man came out, he was stunned for a long time before sighing: "I really didn't expect it."

    Mustache asked with a smile: "What didn't you expect?" The tall and thin man said: "There is such a paradise hidden in the hotel with a mediocre appearance!" "Utopia?" Mustache sneered and lowered his voice: "Is it a ** cave or a paradise?"  Almost!" This place is obviously much more lively than the lobby on the first floor. Men in suits and leather shoes and women in gorgeous clothes are coming and going, laughing and walking back and forth in the hall. Among them, there are also some European and American people with blond hair and blue eyes.  and the Japanese and Koreans who look arrogant and arrogant.  The young man stepped forward and introduced: "You two, this is the largest gambling city in Japan, and it can be said to be second to none even in the whole of China." He raised his thumbs high and looked proud.  Then he pointed at the several golden doors around the hall and said: "In addition to the casino, we also have restaurants, guest rooms, baths, game halls, and bars. Even if you are tired of gambling, you have everything you need to eat, drink, play, rest, and sleep.  Of course, as long as you have money. How about you two?"

    The mustache and the lanky man both sincerely praised at the same time: "Good!" The former said: "As you said, with food and shelter, it won't be a problem to gamble here for a month."

    "Of course!" the young man said proudly: "There once was a Chinese American who lived here for three months." The mustache blinked and said with a smile: "I think he must have left penniless." The young man said  Stunned, he quickly laughed and said: "That can only mean that he has bad luck. Gambling, isn't it all about luck!"  The biggest motivation}
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