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300: cooked noodles

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“One 8.”

“One picture 10.”

"Xiao Wang, I want the king!"

"No, I'll play Xiao Wang with one 10. How can I play the cards with all my hands?"

In room No. 1, Lin Yao, Bai Bang, and Mom Sang were fighting against Landlords, with many younger brothers watching around.

They play 10, 20, 30, and they need 10 yuan for one card, 20 yuan for two cards, and 30 yuan for three cards.

One bomb doubles, spring doubles, king bomb doubles, 100 yuan capped, and the style of playing is no different from that of later generations.

Not far away, there were big guys and ghosts sitting. It was not that they didn't want to play, but they didn't have the money to play so big.

Before Lin Yao came in, the game in the warehouse was only 123, and one handful of them would be a win or loss of 10 yuan.

Of course Lin Yao doesn't like it when he plays so little.

In fact, he doesn't like the 100-capped gameplay, but Bai Bang and Ma Sang are already the richest in the warehouse, but they are reluctant to play a game of 8,000 yuan per game.

Even this time, it was the first time that Lin Yao came in. He reluctantly agreed if he didn't want people to show off his derogatory behavior. Who can withstand the game every day?

"Bai Bang, why are you like Mom Sang? After so many words, who stipulates that you can't get to Xiao Wang if you say 10?"

Lin Yao looked at the cards in his hand and said, "Bai Bang this one with him." The landlord was on his side of his mother's sams."

Maybe I lost a lot today and lost a few hundred yuan. I had a lot of words than before, and I was very reserved.

"Brother Yao, you are not the one who loses. Of course you don't care. How can I compete with you?"

Bai Fu was sweating profusely, and his eyes were red when he lost.

Fortunately, Lin Yao's card was good. He held two fried doughs in his hand. When the king of Mom Sang put it down, he was blown up directly, which was considered to have some recovered for the white fried dough.

"I won't play anymore. I'm so fucking so hard that my heart can't stand it."

I wiped my sweat, and I panted and stopped playing.

The movie was not played, but my mother Sang and Lin Yao were still unsatisfied. They were the winners tonight, so of course they didn’t want to end like this.

"Brother Ji, do you want to come up and play for a few games?"

Lin Yao shouted at Brother Ji.

"I want to play, but I don't have money. Can we play with cigarettes?"

Although Brother Ji is a veteran of Hongxing, he doesn’t have many stores and does not pay much dividends every year.

In addition, there is a family that wants to be raised, so they are not as young and energetic as Bai Biao, but they don’t have the courage to play such a big game.

"It's so boring to play with cigarettes. It's better to enjoy playing 123 than winning or losing a few cigarettes at a time."

Lin Yao waved his hand and signaled that Brother Ji no longer needed it.

When Mom Sang saw that Brother Ji had no money to play, she was unwilling to leave, so she asked Gui Qi and asked Gui Qi, "Gui Qi, are you playing?"

"I play 123, but I won't play if it's too big."

Gui Qi is just the leader of the Sanxiang Gang, and he has everything he needs to eat, drink, bet and gambling, so he doesn’t have much spare money.

This time Lin Yao didn't dislike him anymore. The 123's is better than playing with cigarettes. The brothers inside are so poor, just be smaller.

"Come on, come on and play together."

Under the urging of the two, Gui Qi came on stage happily.

Unfortunately, his luck was worse than the blowout, so the local owner was caught by the farmers, and when he became a farmer, he was caught by the landlord, and he never won five games at the beginning.

After a few dozen yuan of output, Gui Qi couldn't sit still, his eyes flashed and wanted to change his position.

I asked Mom Sang, but Mom Sang ignored him.

After looking at Lin Yao, Lin Yao glared at him and said something to his mouth and returned.

"Why is it so smelly? You can lose even if you hit the ball. Are you wrong?"

Another card of enemies, the ghost who thought he was sure to win was almost gone, and he couldn't help but lose his temper.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!!"

Gui Qi was not angry, and his eyes fell on Chen Zhaokang who was lying on the bed and was humming. He could no longer suppress his anger: "I said why did you keep losing? It turned out that it was your servant cursing me, and you scared my luck away!"

As he said that, Gui Qi was about to stand up and deal with Chen Zhaokang.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the ghosts coming all over, Red Boy immediately protected him in front of the bedside.

Who is Gui Qi? The leader of the Sanxiang Gang and one of the bosses in Room 1, how could he give Hongbo a face?

"Boy, I haven't even grown all the hair, I just want to learn from the boss and take care of my younger brother. Can you cover it?"

As soon as Gui Qi took action, all his men stood up.

Seeing this, Lin Yao looked unhappy and said, "Ghost Qi, are you sick? You are not lucky enough? I blame others? Lawyer Chen was just cleaned up by the prison guard today. He was beaten and vomited blood. It's not miserable enough. If you come back, you still have to hit him?"

Hearing this, the others looked at Gui Qi with dissatisfaction.

The same is true for Red Boy, but he knew that he could not afford to offend Gui Qi, so he could only lie on Chen Zhaokang's bedside and whisper: "Brother Kang, stop talking, you will be beaten to death when you are beaten."

"You all protect him. He is not your son. What does it have to do with you if you die!"

Gui Mi murmured in a low voice.

"What are you muttering?"

Lin Yao threw the card in his hand on the bed and said happily: "You are not scolding me, are you?"

"How dare I do this, Brother Yao!"

Although Gui Qi came in because of robbing the gold shop, it does not mean that he is not afraid of anything and is a tough guy.

Not everyone is called Ye Jihuan, and not everyone who dares to rob is killed. At least Gui Qi is not such a tough character.

He is strong on the outside and has a good time to deal with gangsters, and he is beaten and scared, but he will not be able to meet a real tough guy.

Given him two courages, he wouldn't dare to blow up the thorns with Lin Yao. Not to mention Lin Yao, he didn't dare to mess with Bai Fei and Big Man Ji. He was just a paper tiger that was forced to pretend.

"Ghosts, have we seen them?"

Lin Yao looked at Gui Qi and suddenly thought of the scene when Gui Qi stared at him when he was in the cafeteria.

He vaguely remembered that Gui Qi's eyes looked at him were very complicated, with scrutiny, suspicion, and a hint of solemnity.

"Brother Yao, you remember it wrong, we have never seen it before."

Gui Qi denied it and his eyes turned elsewhere.

Lin Yao didn't think so. Gui Qi's actions were guilty no matter how they looked at him. What if they really hadn't seen him?

"come over!"

Lin Yao hooked his fingers to Gui Mi.

"Brother Yao, I really didn't scold you, please stop playing with me."

Not only did Gui Qi not come, but instead retreated.

The more Lin Yao looked at him, the more he felt something was wrong, and ordered: "Take him here."

Teapot walked up with a few horsemen without saying a word and made a gesture of invitation.

Gui Qi's subordinates looked at each other, and no one dared to move forward. They could only look at Bai Biao and the others who asked for help, hoping that the other warehouse brothers could come forward to plead with each other.

Unexpectedly, Bai Bang, Brother Ji, and Mom Sang saw the help, and they all turned their heads and thought they had never seen it before.

This is not surprising. Everyone is not close to each other, and their relationship is not very good on weekdays. Who would offend Lin Yao for the sake of the ghosts?

"Brother Yao, let's play cards."

Gui Qi came to Lin Yao with a smile on his face, under the eyes of the teapot.

Lin Yao looked at his face and said again: "I still think you look familiar. We have never seen each other before?"

"No, there is nothing to lie to this."

The ghosts all wanted to cry without tears.

Lin Yao didn't believe his words and asked, "Since we have never seen each other, why do you always stare at me when you were in the cafeteria at noon?"

"Brother Yao, you are so majestic, everyone wants to look at you more. Not only me, I'm looking at you again, Bai Bang, Big Boy, Mom Sang and the others are also watching, especially Mom Sang, who are almost drooling."

Gui Qi said this and pushed Mama Sang's arm: "Mama Sang, do you think so?"

"Hate, you said this. How can you do this in the future?"

Mom Sang blushed and didn't dare to look at Lin Yao's gaze.

"Cao!"

Lin Yao cursed inwardly and threw the thousand-eight hundred yuan in front of him to the teapot: "Don't beat it anymore, take it to buy cigarettes for the brothers."

Mom Sang is a brother-in-law and has a group of young sisters under her command, and she is in a flesh-and-skin business.

Thinking of being watched by Mom Sang for a day and drooling while watching, Lin Yao lost all his interest, which was even more uncomfortable than eating flies.

After walking a few steps, Lin Yao became more and more angry as he thought about it. He turned around and returned to his mother Sang, pointed at his eyes and said, "If I find out, you watch me drool, I will put your eyes off, understand?"

Mom Sang nodded repeatedly and gave Gui Qi a glaring.

Gui Qi shook his head and walked towards his bed, while stretching out two fingers to his mother Sang and gestured to his eyes.

That look, you should be as cheap as you should be.

But he didn't expect that Lin Yao, who was sitting on the bed, always looked at him.
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