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"Huh?" Gao Jin was shocked: "Mr. Zhuang!"

When he looked back, his pupils shrank sharply.

You know, the inheritance is top secret among the thousand sects, only father and son will pass on word of mouth, and the master and apprentice hides one hand.

How does Mr. Zhuang know about the Thousand Schools of Inheritance? How did you know that Jin Neng was still hiding a hand and handing it over to him? Could it be that Mr. Zhuang's magical powers have reached such a point! Are there eyeliners around Jin Neng?

Zhuang Shikai looked at him with a smile: "Send you a word, you will be succumbed to strength, and I will offer Buddha with flowers!"

"Your master would not teach me to teach you!"

"Get it yourself!"

Zhuang Shikai waved his hand, retracted his gaze, and stopped talking to Gao Jin.

After Gao Jin heard the eight-character motto of "When you encounter strength, you will succumb to the Buddha," he felt like thunder flashed in his mind, making him seem to be resuscitated, and instantly thought of countless pictures and countless possibilities.

In the end, everything may become the last resort of heart tactics under the guidance of the Eight-Character Proverbs!

Gao Jin saw all the situation in an instant! The victory is in your hands!

"Thank you Mr. Zhuang!"

"Gao Jin has been taught!"

At this moment, Gao Jin put his hands together, bowed deeply, and gave a great gift from a disciple.

"Da da da." Then he turned and walked down the roof, his eyes radiant, and he returned to a handsome young man.

"Haha." Mr. Zhuang sat on the recliner, raised his head to blow his hair, and smiled softly, showing his superior demeanor.

...

"Ajin, what did Mr. Zhuang tell you?"

In the stairs.

Xiqi asked with a puzzled expression.

Gao Jin said solemnly with an expression: "Mr. Zhuang is giving me guidance. This time I am greatly favored by Mr. Zhuang, and I want to do my best for Mr. Zhuang."

If giving a qualification to the competition is considered a small favor, then the eight-character maxim given at the end is the real great kindness for Gao Jin!

For nothing else, just because Gao Jin is a gambler!

That's it!

Handing a secret that has never been passed on to a gambler will give him full confidence in defeating the enemy, washing away the shame, regaining his dignity, and then earning the name of the **** of gamblers.

Isn't this great kindness?

Although Gao Jin has been working on the last move in private for many years, trying to study his own mind tactics to completion.

However, Jin Neng used his children's personal affection to deceive his mind, and he was distracted by the big hatred of his family, which eventually led to the entanglement of love and hatred in his heart and blocked his "eyes".

How can you comprehend with your heart if you can't open your mind? Comprehend the last resort?

This is why Gao Jin has extraordinary talents, but he is always stuck in the last step.

If Mr. Zhuang didn't help him this time, it would be very difficult for him to continue to get the title of God of Gamblers. I am afraid that the name of God of Gamblers will fall on "Hold".

Therefore, Mr. Zhuang has been waiting for higher advancement, anyhow he waited for higher advancement. Gao Jin also had clarity in his mind, and he seized the opportunity to hug the big tree of guilt.

At this time, "Gao Jin" had clear eyes, regained his fighting spirit, and his body was full of self-confidence, chic, and youthful demeanor.

Xiqi, a woman in the house standing next to her, pales in comparison with her temperament, looks, knowledge, and everything, making her feel a little inferior and awkward.

So Xiqi could not help but retort after hearing Gao Jin’s words: "Mr. Zhuang is the big boss! He is a senior police officer! How could he be a gambling god..."

"He fooled you!"

Thin Qiyi speaks out the secret.

But there are two fans of Mr. Zhuang next to him!

Gao Jin immediately raised his brows and shouted: "Seven Seven! Close!"

"Mr. Zhuang how can you put your beak?"

Xiqi's expression was stunned, as if he was greatly wronged, and thought: "It was not like this when you first came!"

Long Wu echoed from the side: "Yes! You can never guess how many chess Mr. Zhuang has, and you can never guess who the chess is placed next to you!"

"Jin Neng? It's just a clown!"

"Thousands of sects are also spread from the mainland. Mr. Zhuang wants to know that there are too many ways, how can he fool people?"

Long Wu's expression was serious, his tone was rigid, and he told the truth.

Gao Jin nodded with sentimental feeling, and the two looked at each other, unknowingly, the friendship between men has been born.

Xiqi Nunu's mouth: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang, I'm sorry, two big guys!"

"It's all because of my long hair and short knowledge! Sorry, I made a mistake!"

"Well, it's okay, knowing a mistake can be corrected, it's not a good thing."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhuang will not care about little people."

Gao Jin and Long Wu replied one after another.

They even have a tacit understanding.

Five minutes later, a car took advantage of the night to leave.

A week later.

On the eve of the God of Gamblers Contest.

Zhuang Shikai dressed in uniform, sitting in the conference room of the headquarters, listening carefully to Ma Jun's report.

During this period of time, Ma Jun had taken information about "Wu Fusheng" and went to the International Criminal Police Department to report and apply for the assistance of overseas police to find the traces of the "painter" gang.

You should know that handling a case is not about sending an individual out, it can be done in a day or two, especially this kind of extremely confidential and powerful criminal team.

There must be meticulous investigation, intelligence collection, and personnel arrangements in the early stage.

In the meeting room, except for Ma Jun, only Zhuang Shikai sat on a stool with Erlang's legs up and looked at the subordinates in front of him.

Ma Jun said with a serious expression: "According to the feedback from the overseas police, since the fierce fighting in Thailand and the ink robbery, the painter and others have disappeared and remained silent for a long time."

"His Super A goods are temporarily short-selling, no one can get the goods from him..."

"Pop!" Holding a green one-hundred dollar bill in his hand, Zhuang Shikai flicked his fingertips lightly to make a clear voice.

Ma Jun, unheard of, continued: "However, according to FBI investigations, Wu Fusheng appeared in a painting exhibition in London three years ago and bought two works by a newcomer at a high price. The newcomer is called Ruan Wen, an overseas Chinese from Hong Kong. After graduating from Hong Kong Island, he went to the Department of Fine Arts of the University of London for further studies. He has immigrated and is now a very famous new painter..."

"Her paintings can often be sold at high prices, and there has been an art exhibition. Today, when the art market is not hot, she is considered a rare rookie."

"It's just that buyers of her works almost never show up, and no one knows who bought them..."

"This is her picture!"

Ma Jun picked up a photo and pasted it on the whiteboard.

"She is a beautiful-looking woman with a gentle temperament and a very beautiful sense of beauty." Zhuang Shikai looked up at the photo, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, those who study art are different."

Ma Jun said aloud: "We suspect that Ruan Van is Wu Fusheng's woman. The FBI also went to investigate. Unfortunately, Ruan Van said that he did not know Wu Fusheng..."

"Her life track has never seen Wu Fusheng's shadow, and Ruan Van now has a fiancé and is a very famous young artist in London."

"Snapped!"

There was another sound in the conference room.

Zhuang Shikai flicked his fingertips again, making a clear sound on the dollar, and did not answer Ma Jun's words.

"Fifty dead! Eighty-two wounded! This is the painter's record in Thailand."

"Twelve deaths are all wiped out. This is the painter's record of overthrowing the American police."

"There is no real information about him in the world, just a portrait in my hand..."

Zhuang Shikai raised his head and said, "I see."

"You continue to follow up this case, and I will personally choose someone to contact Nguyen Van!"

Zhuang Shikai stuffed the dollar bills with both hands into his pockets, stood up, and preached to Ma Jun: "Otherwise, I can't hold back. I suspect that the artist is in London. If you want to catch it, you have to catch the key."

"Yes, sir!" Ma Jun raised his hand in salute and responded in a solemn voice.

Two days later.

weekend.

Macao.

Haojiang New Casino.

The final finals of the World God of Gamblers Contest! It is being held in the VIP big gambling hall on the top floor of Haojiang Casino! Reputable gaming industry bosses all over the world

And the gambling giants are on the scene!

"Heh." Gao Jin was wearing a suit and a ring in his hand, his fingertips crossed the corner of the card, and his mouth raised a smile.

He was sitting at the gambling table, combing his head with his big back.

Sitting arrogantly next to him, his forehead was covered with beads, his expression was very nervous.

No way, Gao Jin was too powerful just now! As an **** runner, Lien Chan Lianjie eliminated four players, including the European and American gambling gods, and has the most betting chips on the table, making him a dark horse that no one would have imagined.

His being able to come back alive to participate in the competition is already shocking Haughty. What's more, he used a posture of killing all quarters and accomplishing magical powers?

As a small supporting actor, Gao Ao is faintly aware of the pressure of the other party from the protagonist's halo.

The real boss is sitting at the gaming table.

Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Ho, Mr. Ye, as well as many bosses from the Macau Gaming Industry Association and Las Vegas casinos, all dressed in suits, sitting on the sofa, tasting coffee with coffee, and chatting about the live game with relish.

It is worthy of the World God of Gamblers Contest! Not only the prize money and scale are large enough, but the game is full of twists and turns, full of bizarre, and the winner must be a well-deserved **** of gamblers in the world!

If Gao Jin can make a desperate comeback, it will be even more legendary, and it will definitely bring a huge advertising effect to the Haojiang New Casino.

In addition, Shenyan Zhu Laosi, Qianmen Jin Neng, Jin Qing and others, as witnesses in the gambling world, successfully obtained the qualification to watch, and sat on the bench in the distant auditorium.

And of course the boss’s area sits on the sofa!

A casino horse named Lawson acts as a croupier.

"Mr. Zhuang~lightnovelpub.net~ The peripheral deadline is ten minutes ago! Most of the buying orders are to buy high and win! It seems that many people want to bet on the dark horse!" Mr. He said in Mr. Zhuang’s ear, bowing his head.

Mr. Zhuang smiled softly: "Sorry, the dark horse five minutes ago is no longer a dark horse."

Peripheral odds will be adjusted in real time before the order is cut. Gaojin pays eight at one fifteen minutes ago, and only one pays two at five minutes ago, because Gaojin is so popular! The people underneath are paying frantically.

Now the two-player competition, the pay order stopped, Mr. He smiled and nodded, Mr. Zhuang continued: "What's more, there was a big fool yesterday who bought high and won 80 million! We don't make other people, just make him."

Mr. Zhuang glanced at Jin Neng, and Mr. He immediately understood and laughed.

At this moment, both sides stud! The table is full of chips! Going in and throwing out the hole card: "Three of clubs! Straight flush! I'll take you!"

"Huh?" Sitting arrogantly on the opposite side, holding the gaming table with both hands, stood up incredible and said: "Impossible!"

That trick taught by Mr. Zhuang...Gao Jin used it!