The "Three Sacred Beasts of Cantonese cuisine" is definitely the name of cooking, and it has nothing to do with the National Martial Arts Secret Organization. The little white ape Yuan Xing is a complete cook. He and Tang Bao didn't know what was going on the gambling ship. He would know?

Zhou Yi was really curious.

"Don't ask, leave quickly, I won't say much to you. Brother Zhou, if you have the opportunity to see you again, you must go to Tiangang Tower to have a good drink. By the way, I'll add a dish to you, "Five Poison Soup", you can review it."

Yuan Xing was so mysterious. He frowned and his mouth curled. His whole body was covered with a layer of the protagonist's halo of generosity that only the underground workers of our party in movies and TV. His bones were full of glory and pride. After he said that, he turned around and left, and he didn't say much to Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi is the most respected chef in his cooking skills besides his master. Otherwise, when Zhou Yi celebrated his birthday, he would not have suddenly arrived, and crossed thousands of miles to offer a "Old Cat Three Eats".

Weird, so fucking weird.

Looking at Yuan Xing's short figure, which seemed to suddenly become tall, Zhou Yi was thinking, but Tang Bao sneered, and said with a crooked mouth: "What's the thing, mysterious, what do you think he is the grandson of the Special Service?" Yuan Xing had also seen him, and he actually hid him, Master Tang, grandma, if someone like Long Aotian doesn't have the courage to be the protagonist, when will he become the protagonist? This is not scientific.

"Stop talking nonsense, eat quietly, Raffarin is not a fool, his people should appear."

Before Zhou Yi finished speaking, he saw a man in a professional suit smiling and walking towards him and Tang Bao. He was calm and elegant, but he was an ordinary person. Since he was not a martial artist or a fierce professional soldier, he didn't look like a black X party, but he looked like a real person in the workplace.

"Is it Mr. Zhou?"

The man walked to the tables of the two, and was not polite, so he found a seat and sat down. He smiled and said, "I am George, the lawyer of Swiss Boronf Law Firm. He was entrusted by Mr. Raffaran to guide and supervise, and witnessed your bet with Mr. Ahmed Mohammed. I only received your fax photo last night, hoping that I did not recognize the wrong person."

"A lawyer?"

After receiving the lawyer's certificate and commission certificate submitted by the other party, Zhou Yi was slightly stunned. Switzerland belongs to the British and American legal system, and lawyers are also divided into lawyers and lawyers. The so-called lawyers are those responsible for helping the client transfer to hire lawyers in major civil or economic cases. They depend on lawyers to survive, but they have certain independence, such as small cases, investigation and evidence collection, on-site witnessing, handling divorce and property separation, etc., providing various services to the parties in all aspects. But they didn't expect that he would be employed by Raffarin, the leader of the black party.

But it makes sense to think about it. Lawyers are the ones who pay the most attention to professional ethics among professionals and can best follow the principle of confidentiality. They are one of the most popular professionals in many underground organizations. The underground bosses of Raffarin, a democratic country, hire lawyers. There is really nothing to doubt.

"Mr. George, right? I don't know much about this gambling. Please introduce it. If it's not. If not, let's eat together and talk while eating." Zhou Yi made an invitation and talked at the dining table. It would make the other party unconsciously eliminate the guards. Perhaps he could get the news he needed from the Swiss lawyer. He had already used his mental power to investigate. Apart from this lawyer, there was no snooping from a person who was interested. It seemed that Raffaring was still very "reassuring" about him. Is this his personal charm?

"Thank you, I didn't have lunch."

George smiled, took back his lawyer's certificate and commission certificate and said: "This bet will be conducted by you and Ms. Chen Liuyuanli, hired by Mr. Ahmed. The gambling method is Stud, the bet is 10 million euros, with a time limit of two hours. If one party loses all the chips, the bet will end, or the party with more chips will win in two hours."

"It's that simple?" Zhou Yi was slightly surprised. Although 10 million euros are not a small amount, it feels like children playing house on Raffaran and Ahmed. Could it be that Raffaran really just wants to make some face back? This seems to be closer to the truth. People who attend trade fairs in the casino are either rich or noble, but 80% of them are people in the upper-class European circle. Raffaran is indeed better at finding face here than a secret bet with him and Ahmed. He is too worried? But how should Yuan Xing explain his performance?

"Mr. Zhou, the bet will be held at the same time as the auction is held, and Mr. Raffarin will arrange this in the center restaurant. In order to get more attention, his purpose has been achieved. Many guests who came to participate in this auction have expressed enough interest in this betting match and even opened foreign markets. As the party representing Mr. Raffarin, if you are interested, you can also place some foreign markets."

It is obvious that George himself should have also left the foreign market; and it can be seen that he is very satisfied with this "work". He can not only contact many people from the upper class, expand his business for himself, but also witness a big bet of over 10 million euros. For a small lawyer, this is equivalent to a step forward.

"I understand, will Mr. Raffaran be back then?"

"It shouldn't be that Mr. Raffaran has no interest in the trade fair lots, and according to what he said, he did not want to see the Arab."

George smiled and put down his chopsticks. This thing made him very uncomfortable. And as the Five Poison Soup was brought up, he lost all his appetite: "Mr. Zhou, I will contact you again before the bet game. You can rest for half a day, or walk around to see the scenery on the sea. By the way, if I were you, I would definitely go to the central restaurant to see it. There are singing and dancing performances there every afternoon. There is a very outstanding Chinese female singer. People who have heard her songs say that she has a lark-like voice."

"Oh, is that?" Zhou Yi nodded with a smile: "Maybe we will go."

"Okay, I'll say goodbye first." George stood up politely and left. From his steady pace and firm smile, Zhou Yi could tell that he was telling the truth and did not lie to him.

"Things are getting more and more interesting." So far, except for Yuan Xing's strange performance, everything is normal and no longer normal. It seems like a maritime trade fair with VIPs gathering and the atmosphere is peaceful. The tens of million-euro gambling between Raffarlan and Ahmed doesn't seem to be hidden in any secrets, but the more this happens, the more uneasy Zhou Yi feels in his heart. What is the secret hidden behind this trade fair and gambling game?

Did you go to Yuan Xing to ask? Zhou Yi thought about it and finally gave up this idea. Since Yuan Xing refused to say more, there must be his reasons. He should not disturb him. Moreover, Zhou Yi judged that Yuan Xing should not know too many secrets, just like a seagull who felt the future of the storm. Although he knew the future of the storm, he did not know the reason for the storm.

"Chinese female singer? Third brother, I'm idle anyway, so why don't we go and have a look?"

Tang Bao has always been a person who is unwilling to be lonely. He could not calm down when he heard that there were beautiful women and a beautiful woman with a larky voice.

"Okay, since we are Chinese, let's go and support us."

Zhou Yi has an advantage. If you can’t figure it out for a moment and can’t get the answer, just put it aside. It’s just that you are lazy and unwilling to use your brain. It’s just that you are open-minded and will not be easily disturbed by external objects. It’s an advantage and a disadvantage. If you can’t figure out the things on the gambling boat, then forget it. Anyway, no matter what, it’s still okay for you and Tang Bao to get out of it. It’s okay to be idle and listen to the beautiful women singing.

The center restaurant is called the restaurant, which is actually the event center of gambling boats. It can hold large-scale cocktail parties, performances, and of course auctions. It is not yet time for the trade fair to begin, and pole dance is still being performed on the stage in the middle of the restaurant. Guests gather together to enjoy the wine and food while savoring the dancers flying up and down around the steel pipes.

When it comes to pole dancing, many people are always connected to low-level places with smoky and lustful spirit. In fact, this dance itself combines the essence of more than a dozen dance types such as ballet, national standards, gymnastics, etc. It is a very elegant art, showing the combination of hardness and softness, strength and beauty. Those who hold a steel pipe in low-level entertainment venues but only show their thighs and buttocks are not real pole dancing at all.

After sitting down, Zhou Yi and Tang Bao ordered two drinks and watched quietly. After the female dancer next to the steel pipe performed a "Snake Soft" and left the stage with warm applause. However, judging from the more excited expressions of the guests, it seems that there will be more outstanding actors coming later?

"Third brother, it seems that we are coming at the right time. I guess that Chinese female singer is about to appear." Tang Bao was very excited. The young master from Kyoto has a natural hobby of being proud of him. Wasn't Yu Linglong just held it on the bed by him?

"It should be a cough!"

When the latter "actor" appeared, Zhou Yi had just taken a sip of the drink and saw this person at first sight. With his calmness, he also sprayed on the spot. He was choked on the trachea by the drink and coughed continuously.

The man on the stage was a man with his upper body and legs completely naked, and he was wearing only a pair of four-sided pants, showing his beautiful muscles, and was extremely masculine. He was wearing a pair of high-heeled leather boots under his feet.

It is normal for men to wear high-heeled leather boots to dance pole dance these days, because this dance form can show the masculine and powerful side of the man to the greatest extent. With the highlight of the high heels, a hint of femininity in the Yang steel can make unmarried girls and married women crazy. Of course, Zhou Yi would not be surprised by this.

What made Zhou Yi almost pop out his eyes was that this male actor is an old friend and an old acquaintance, but he just fights the flood with him. He needs him to help open up Lingwu Pass, Brother Wang Dong?

"Brother Wang came to do pole dance? This is definitely not for extra money!" (To be continued...)

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Chapter completed!