It was already past eight o'clock, and the person who checked it was indeed here. The only door that opened was Hei Ge, who was guarding the door, but Peng Cheng knew that there were still people outside. He heard several different voices, and the door opened sometimes, and most of them were one or two people coming in, but there must be someone outside the door.

Peng Cheng thought in his mind that there were so many people coming to this place every night, and he was watching stalls not far away, so why didn't he notice anything? He was a little annoyed. He thought that there would be no one to watch the venue for such a big deal. He really never thought that there was such a scale in this dark scene. No wonder Baanna was going to join the underworld. He couldn't guarantee it, and he even let him bet, right?

Peng Cheng looked coldly. His position was at the end of the entire venue, and everything in front of him was fully visible. Most of the people who came down had obvious intentions. They came straight to gambling. There were no other dark scenes watching the fun, those who had no money to make fun in their pockets, and even had no greetings. Those people were heading straight for the target, betting without saying a word, and they were extremely ruthless, and they paid for it in piles.

At the beginning, there were no people on Peng Cheng’s six fishing platforms, and the young man was happy to be idle. He was already surprised to see others busy with work with the machine on his back. He always thought that playing these people was a commoner, but now it seems that it is not all. He heard from Beibei that there are these machines in the casinos in Macau. Peng Cheng never believed it very much. He didn’t believe that rich people can also play these electronic games, but from this point of view, he believed it a little.

Soon a scary scene appeared, and there were more and more people in the room, so many that Peng Cheng was a little scared. He couldn't understand how so many people, such arrogant gambling methods, and so much money came from? For a moment, he even wondered whether those people were human beings!

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Peng Cheng was a little worried. He suddenly wanted to stop doing it, so what else would he do? If the police knew about this place, could he be sentenced? But soon these thoughts were replaced by the busyness that followed. He kept giving points to people. He just gave points to this brother, and the money had not been stuffed into his bag, so he had to use it. There were few fishing machines, so he took the key in his hand and twisted all the machines. It turned out that he thought the key in his hand was just a fishing machine that could be twisted, but he didn't expect that a key could be used all over the place. After that night, Peng Cheng twisted his head and had no time to care about others.

The big guys who came to play here didn't have much money to pay. Many of them had to count them one by one, and they had to check the money. He had no chance to look up and look at others when he was busy with work. The bag on his waist was filled with it, and then handed it over again. He ran back and forth five or six times. When everything stopped, he looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and the most lively people had passed.

The young man counted the money and didn't care about it. When Meng Ding looked up, he saw that Brother Hei was coming at some point, so he stood behind him.

"Brother." Peng Cheng hun smiled and called out.

"There is no need to test one by one in the future. Don't just fill a pile of fake coins. One or two cannot be exchanged with anyone." Hei Brother said expressionlessly, signaling Peng Cheng to follow him and walk to the security door at the door. Peng Cheng understood. He had come to this inner room to hand over the account several times, and quickly handed over the small bag. After handing over the account, Hei Brother took Peng Cheng to the door. He opened the big iron door and let Peng Cheng go out.

The young man was wondering why he could let him go out by himself, so he saw a man standing at the door facing away from the door. He felt a chill in his heart. The person who suddenly came out frightened him. Subconsciously, his body shrank back, and then he heard Brother Hei say, "Pinezi, take it back for him."

Brother Song threw away the cigarette in his hand and turned around. He was probably the only one among the people here who had no characteristics. He really looked like a good person: "Is there anyone playing inside?" Brother Song asked slowly.

"Also, it's less." At three in the morning, the night was dark, and the road was covered with soil and mud, so I couldn't see clearly. The calmness of the second half of the night was something that I could not understand in the first half of the night. Peng Cheng also said in a normal manner, thinking that it was not over yet.

"Yeah!" Brother Song just umbrella for a moment, then nodded repeatedly. He turned around and reached the door of the bird's shit. Brother Song said, "This hall is not open, don't tell me about it over there."

"I understand." Peng Cheng said.

Don’t brag about anyone, tens of millions. The people in this world are all ordinary people, without exception, just like when we are hungry, we will eat, and when we are sleepy, we will sleep. People often look at people and things with subjective will, so they give more exaggeration to those things that are subconsciously recognized than they imagined, making it clear that the truth is in front of us, but they can’t see through it.

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After working hard this night, Peng Cheng didn't know where he made the mistake, and he had three hundred more in his account.

When Brother Hei came over, he was counting money back and forth, not only counting other people's money, but also the three hundred. The young man reacted very quickly, followed Brother Hei, and snuffed the three hundred out of his bag and stuffed it into his sleeves. There were too many surveillance monitors in the basement, so he couldn't put it in his pocket. In desperation, he could only stuff it into his sleeves. He was brave enough, otherwise he would hand it over.

Brother Song didn't follow him, Peng Cheng opened the door and walked in. Baan alertly supported himself. He was the only one in the bar where the two of them usually stayed in.

"Where have you been?"

"Boss somewhere else."

Baan rubbed his eyes and looked at the watch on his wrist: "Did you need this?"

"Yes!" Cheng had something to do in his heart, but he just let out an excuse and said, "You can sleep for a while!"

"No, you can sleep for a while!"

This was the first time that Peng Cheng felt that Baan was not a fool. He didn't ask Peng Cheng where he went, so he turned around and went to the bathroom. The short sound of water seemed to him that he didn't really want to pee, so he picked up the cigarette Peng Cheng brought out from there and went to the door to smoke.

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On the way home from get off work, Peng Cheng never took out his right hand from his pocket. He kept holding the extra 300 yuan at night. For some reason, he felt that the money was even more itchy than at night. He hadn't given Beibei money for a long time. Peng Cheng shook his head for the last 100 yuan. He didn't want to mention it anymore, it was Xiao Min's money.

Xiao Min really came to see him that day, as if she was showing off. She came by a taxi, but she didn't know how to do it. She was so thin that she had lines in her waist. But God was indeed unique. Xiao Min's breasts were still so skillful, which made her look more capitalized. Peng Cheng once did not understand where Xiao Min's arrogance came from. She looked so disdainful to Beibei, and always defamed her so calmly, and looked down upon her inside and outside. Now that she saw Peng Cheng, she understood.

He welcomed Xiao Min in. There were no guests in this small venue. Seeing that someone was coming, Baan hid out sensibly. Before he reached the door, the silly man squeezed his eyes and looked at Peng Cheng with a cheap face. No one could have bad thoughts about Xiao Min, and she always showed the object that made men partial.

The tight red down jacket thinly wrapped around Xiao Min's body, as if she was not wearing any pants, wrapped around the lines on her legs. She had never seen her for a while, and the barrenness and mess in the dark scene made Xiao Min's mouth with an intriguing smile. She was wandering around the room, and the sound of her high heels was very crisp.
Chapter completed!