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037 Gambling Event (Part 3)

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    ? Kowloon Walled City, Hometown Association

    "Come on, Ah Kun, drink tea!"

    "Thank you, Uncle Quan!" Zheng Kun picked up the tea, took a sip, put down the teacup and said, "Uncle Quan, what's going on? Is there anything wrong with your Uncle Quan in Hong Kong Island? Even the old man can't settle the matter.  Calling me here is useless!"

    "The problem this time is not in Hong Kong Island, but in Dongfan. That Anan is from Chen Jincheng. Chen Jincheng has a deep background in the Sanlian Gang. This time, Tianyang not only cheated, but also beat him up.  Now, come to me for an explanation."

    "Gambling demon Chen Jincheng?!" An old man whose hands had been cut off suddenly appeared in Zheng Kun's mind, and he laughed, "What's the problem, what about the Sanlian Gang, this is Hong Kong Island, not Dongfan Island  .¡±

    It's not that he looks down on Dong Fandao, but that Dong Fandao really has nothing to look down upon. Although this is a world of paradox, Dong Fandao's is almost the same as his previous life. Looking at Dong Fandao's current appearance  , he can almost clearly know the future direction of Dongfan Island.

    Twenty years later, the Guo Party lost power, and the entire Dongfan Island became a lawless place.

    Stupid mess!

    The most important thing is that, in his eyes, Dongfan Island is a puppet regime at all, a puppet regime, nothing like fart.

    Unfortunately, this is just his opinion.

    In the eyes of Jiang Quan and his generation, Dongfan Island and Guodang are still their heaven.

    "Things are not as simple as you think. The Sanlian Gang is the largest gang in Dongfan Island and has a military background. This time they came to Hong Kong Island to seek cooperation. Unexpectedly, they haven't met before.  I have encountered such a thing." Speaking of this, Jiang Quan sighed, if Jiang Tianyang was not his son, he would have been killed by him long ago.

    "Uncle Quan, this is Hong Kong Island, not Dongfan. This is your territory. Besides, they are here to cooperate with you. Why do you want to cooperate with those idiots? Why don't you take this opportunity to send them away and let them go?"  They look at the prestige of us Hong Kong people."

    "You!" Jiang Quan didn't know what to say with Zheng Kun's attitude. For his generation, Dongfan and Guodang had special meanings, not to mention that he himself was with Guodang.  The involvement is very deep, but Zheng Kun is different. He doesn't understand the feelings of these older generations at all, so these words can't be said to him, they can't be matched, and they are not on the same channel at all.

    But Zheng Kun didn't care so much.

    In his previous life, he also did business with people from Dongfan Island, but at that time Dongfan Island had become an island of beggars, in the era of well frogs, so he not only discriminated against Dongfan Island, but was also full of malice.

    Seeing Jiang Quan's scruples, he couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous, and had a feeling that this Hong Kong Island gangster was nothing more than that.

    "Uncle Quan, according to what you said, I think I already know the other party's conditions. Is there any difficulty?"

    "It's not a problem. The Sanlian Gang raised the matter on the gaming table, and the gaming table will solve it." While speaking, he took out an invitation card and put it in front of Zheng Kun.

    "World God of Gamblers Competition?" Zheng Kun opened the invitation, couldn't help but push the invitation back, "Uncle Quan, don't you, you know I don't like gambling, aren't you embarrassing me?!"

    Zheng Kun is not Xiao Zhabei, his gambling skills are not good, Hong Xing knows this.

    "I didn't ask you to help me gamble. This is an invitation letter, and I invite you to be an audience. Anyway, your master, Mr. Xiang, has a status in the gambling world that few people can compare with.  Mr. Shang Long Si used to be the Chinese God of Gamblers, and now you are the only successor in your lineage, if you are not present, some people think that the name of this tournament does not match the reality."

    "Someone, who is it?!"

    "Who else can there be, that ghost king." Jiang Quan smiled, "Don't worry, I definitely didn't force you to play at the gambling table. This time, I have already found someone to represent Hong Xing."

    "What about the Sanlian Gang? Will Chen Jincheng play in person? He's not easy to deal with!"

    "No, it's not him. Chen Jincheng invited Indonesian gambling king Sutu to represent him."

    "Indonesian Gambling King Sutu?!" The name was inexplicably familiar, but he didn't think too much about it. He just said, "Chen Jincheng is a very airy guy. He is not the leader of the Sanlian Gang, and he even asked people to help him gamble."  .¡±

    "It's not difficult to understand. He has long been a master in the gambling world. He has fought for such a big reputation all his life. Of course he cherishes his feathers and plays in person. What if he loses? Anan is not worthy of him.  Gamble on the fame of the whole life."

    "This is also a common problem of famous masters!"

      Zheng Kun understood Chen Jincheng's thoughts instantly.

    Becoming a master of fame, everyone has his own reserve. Becoming famous is not an easy task, but smashing one's own signboard is extremely simple.

    Therefore, a master who becomes famous rarely ends up in the field.

    Especially for a guy like Chen Jincheng, his status in the Sanlian Gang is the same as Xiang Zhabei's status in Hongxing, similar to Ke Qing, if Lei Gong, the leader of the Sanlian Gang, needs it, he will naturally end.

    But Anan is just his pony, how could he end himself for a pony?

    "Indonesian gambling king Sutu, I haven't heard of it, did it come out in recent years?!"

    "Most of the people you've heard of are retired. The two most popular young people in the gambling world are Sutu from Indonesia and Gao Jin from Hong Kong Island. This time, I'm inviting Gao Jin.  Enter!"

    The God of Gamblers is advancing!

    No, he is not yet the God of Gamblers, but just a cheater who has not been beaten by society.

    World God of Gamblers?

    Um!  He is about to be beaten by society!

    Happy to hear and see!

    "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jin and the others are here."

    The butler walked up to Jiang Quan and said in a low voice.

    "Hehe, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!" Jiang Quan patted Zheng Kun's thigh suddenly, got up and said.

    "Mr. Jiang, hello!"

    A long distance away, an old man with a smile on his face came over, and stretched out his hands from a distance, looking very respectful.

    "Mr. Jin, hello, I have admired your name for a long time." Jiang Quan greeted him with a smile, shook hands with Jin Neng, then patted Zheng Kun on the shoulder, and said, "Come on, Ah Kun, let me introduce you.  This is Mr. Jin Nengjin, these are his two apprentices, Gao Jin and Gaoao, and his daughter, Ms. Jin Qing, you are all young people, you need to communicate more, Mr. Jin, this is Zheng Kun, this is me  His nephew and nephew are also Mr. Xiang's disciples."

    "Oh, Police Officer Zheng, I have admired you for a long time. I really didn't expect that Officer Zheng is also a player in the gambling world. I am so disrespectful, disrespectful!"

    Jin Neng was a little surprised that Zheng Kun appeared here at first. After all, this is a popular fried chicken in the police force, and they are a group of cheaters. The relationship between the two sides is opposite. At first, he thought that Jiang Quan called Zheng Kun here.  , I wanted to use Zheng Kun's identity to intimidate them, but it was wrong to think about it. After all, although Zheng Kun was very popular, his status in the police force was not very high. Now that I heard it, I understood it.

    Mr. Xiang, Xiang Zhabei, the descendant of the Chinese God of Gamblers, also had a very high status in the gambling world 30 or 40 years ago, and he can be regarded as a legend in the gambling world.

    Unexpectedly, this celebrity in the police circle turned out to be his disciple, so there is no problem with Zheng Kun appearing here.

    "I have heard of Mr. Jin's name before!"

    Zheng Kun said with a smile, and then his eyes fell on Jin Qing who was behind him.

    To be exact, it fell into her hands, and a strange light appeared in her eyes.

    Jin Qing seemed to feel something, and when he raised his head, he just met Zheng Kun's extremely hot eyes, his face became hot, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he lowered his head involuntarily.

    Gao Jin on the side was the first to realize something was wrong, moved his body slightly, and stood in front of Jin Qing, blocking Zheng Kun's line of sight, with a trace of displeasure and hostility flashing across his face.

    There is no way, any fiancee will be uncomfortable if another man stares at her like a wolf.

    If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he might turn his back on the spot.

    Jiang Quan also felt a little embarrassed, secretly thinking that Zheng Kun, a kid who usually can't see it, didn't expect to be so anxious now, it's so embarrassing!

    Immediately he laughed and said, "Come on, sit down, sit down!"

    Zheng Kun then looked away, "Uncle Quan, since I have Mr. Jin's help, I can rest assured. I am on duty tonight. It's getting late, so I should go back."

    After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly towards Jin, smiled and left.
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