Hong Kong Comprehensive: Starting from the apprenticeship of Longsi

Chapter 119 The kindness is repaid, the enemy is wiped out, pure gambling!
"What? You want to learn gambling from me?"

On the rooftop of a residential building in Mong Kok, Yaoyang was not afraid of danger at all, standing and looking down, but his expression was not good-looking at all.

Beside him, Miss He stood side by side in the same posture.

It turned out that Miss He invited Yaoyang out to meet early this morning.

Thinking of Miss He's identity, as well as her help and friendship to him, Yaoyang came out of the police station without saying a word.

After the two met, according to Miss He's request, they walked up to the rooftop of a residential building at random, and the two sides talked.

What Yaoyang didn't expect at all was that Miss He made a weird request: she actually wants to learn gambling skills from herself.

After being surprised, Yaoyang immediately looked at Miss He, and said:
"Miss He, don't be joking. The He family in Macau, and the entire Southeast Asia, knows that the gambling industry dominates, and there are countless masters under it. Even if you want to learn, there are many people who are willing to teach you."

"I, Yaoyang, are just a little policeman. If I'm asked to solve crimes and catch thieves, I don't think I'm inferior to others, but I can start working right away. I know a little about gambling, and I learned it from my colleagues in the anti-thousand team of the police department. Not worth mentioning at all.”

How could Miss He listen to Yaoyang's explanation, she smiled sweetly and said:

"Lei sir, before the Mong Kok Heroes Meeting, you promised to owe me a favor, so I will come forward to help you. Now I want you to pay back this favor, do you want to break your promise?"

"Of course I always remember the favor I owe Miss He, and I have never thought about not paying it back. As long as it is within the scope of my Yaoyang's ability, I can immediately return the favor to Miss He, but if I teach gambling, Ms. He is indeed in a difficult situation."

Yaoyang explained without any embarrassment.

Of course, Yaoyang's explanation, in a sense, is also for the good of Miss He.

Yaoyang's gambling skills are all passed down by "Dragon Four", and the top ten explosive moves have long been known in the gambling world and exist in legends.

Let's not mention whether Miss He can learn it or not, even if she learns a trick and uses it outside, it will be a lot of trouble.Just like in Swordsman, a book of swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits can drive martial arts people all over the world crazy, plundering and plundering by all means.

Dragon Four's gambling skills belong to the "Evil Resisting Swordsmanship" in the gambling world, and the shock and bloody storm it can cause will definitely not be less than that of Xiaoao Jianghu.

Now that the He family's predicament may disappear in a year, it is impossible for Miss He to listen to any explanation.

Seeing Yaoyang's firm attitude, Miss He restrained her smile, and slowly began to talk about the world's "God of Gamblers Competition".

"The God of Gamblers Competition?"

Yaoyang listened, from the beginning he didn't pay much attention, but gradually became serious, and his mind was spinning rapidly:

"The first God of Gamblers competition, so to speak, Gao Jin hasn't even become famous yet, I don't know where he's mixed up!"

At the same time, Yaoyang immediately figured out why Miss He came to him to learn gambling on a sudden whim.

On the surface, Yaoyang asked doubtfully:
"Miss He, even though I am a policeman, I know that the gambling world has existed for a long time. Didn't there have been God of Gamblers for so many years? Why is this the first God of Gamblers competition?"

"Have!"

Miss He answered concisely, and immediately explained:

"However, those are self-appointed gambling circles around the world, and most of them are called Gods of Gamblers just because they can benefit their supporters."

"Among the gods of gamblers, there is a huge difference in quality. Some gods of gamblers can't even compare to me."

"One year later, it will be held by the World Gambling Association, and all the world's top players are sincerely invited to participate. If you win, the title of God of Gamblers will be well-deserved and recognized by the entire world of gambling!"

"So it is!"

Yaoyang nodded, more or less understood:
"There are many so-called Gods of Gamblers around the world, and most of them should be hyped up. To say that they themselves are Gods of Gamblers is better to say that they are the forces behind them."

"They call themselves in their own territory, and they just entertain themselves. After they go out, they are not recognized by others at all."

Miss He didn't know what Yaoyang was thinking, and she was afraid that she didn't speak clearly enough, and she didn't know whether it was because she trusted Yaoyang too much, or because of other reasons, she also talked about the difficulties faced by the He family in Macau.

Finally concluded:
"Lei sir, you are the one with the highest gambling skills among the people I have ever met. From our many contacts, I also understand that you don't like to gamble."

"But this time it's related to the rise and fall of our entire He family, even if it's me who makes things difficult for others, it's shameless."

Miss He didn't make any promises, but silent promises are sometimes the best promises.

Yaoyang knew that if he agreed to Miss He, the He family in Macau would regard him as a benefactor from top to bottom in the future, and it was indeed a good deal.

It's a pity that Yaoyang has been somewhat resistant to gambling from the very beginning, and he is very clear about the path he wants to take, and he really doesn't want to get involved in the gambling world.

Shaking his head slightly, Yaoyang apologized:

"Miss He, it's still the same sentence. If it's something else, no matter how difficult it is, I, Yaoyang, will definitely do it for you. The only thing about "gambling" is no."

Perhaps it was because he never thought that Yaoyang would refuse if he said it so clearly.

For a moment, Miss He only felt that her relationship with Yaoyang was not as deep as imagined.

A nameless anger rushed to her forehead, Miss He said loudly:

"Yaoyang, why do you dislike gambling so much? You are willing to waste all your skills!"

"Is it useless?"

Yaoyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly many images appeared in his mind:

Among them, when I first arrived in Hong Kong, I maintained the habits of my previous life and practiced boxing hard.

There is also a scene in Stanley, where Long Si dundu taught him, and he practiced his gambling skills hard.

There are even pictures of him practicing marksmanship hard for an opportunity in the wild.

To be honest, as Yaoyang's foundation became more and more stable, and with the painful experience in his previous life, subconsciously he really felt that no matter how hard he was, he couldn't match the power and power, and lived his life in style.

Fighting with all his life, he gets farther and farther away from Yaoyang, and more and more repulsed.

Let's just say these days, with painstaking efforts to manage the situation in Mong Kok, even Yaoyang's favorite boxing style has not been practiced persistently for some days.

Shaking off his thoughts, Yaoyang still insisted:

"I don't like it, of course I have my own reasons. Miss He, please don't force others to be difficult. If there is nothing else, I will leave first. The police station still has a lot of business waiting for me to deal with."

After saying that, Yaoyang turned around and walked towards the rooftop stairs, about to leave.

Miss He saw Yaoyang walking like this, her face was full of unwillingness and resentment, she shouted:
"My father once said that when the kindness is repaid and the enemy is wiped out, gambling is just gambling, pure gambling!"

Yaoyang paused, but after two seconds, he immediately started walking again.

Miss He also has such a stubbornness in her character. Seeing this, she shouted again:

"Yaoyang, if you don't teach me, I will always wait here for you. If I die because of you, you don't have to pay back the favor you owe me..."

Mong Kok Police Station.

It has been two days since Miss He went to Yaoyang to learn art.

For the past two days, Yaoyang has been absent-minded in his work, and the words that Ms. He shouted appear in his mind from time to time:
"When the kindness is repaid and the enemy is wiped out, gambling is just gambling, pure gambling!"

This sentence is faintly similar to Yaoyang's previous life philosophy: I remember that in the previous life, Yaoyang practiced boxing hard and fought all over the world. In his eyes, boxing was a very simple thing.

Apart from boxing, there is no foreign matter, and it is not mixed with other things.

However, with all his skills, he was no match for the "Mandate of Heaven".

It is no exaggeration to say that after Yaoyang's previous life was over, when he looked back on his life, he felt it was meaningless.

For boxing, he lost his life, everything, except boxing, nothing else.

In the end, he got nothing, no life, no women, no wealth, no power, and he didn't train himself like a person.

The lesson is too great, too painful.Therefore, in this life, Yaoyang pursues great changes, focuses on stability and does not focus on other things, and builds a foundation honestly. Since the day of the police academy, it can be said that it has been one step at a time, and every step has been very stable.

The blood of the previous life has already cooled down.

"Are you afraid?"

In the office, Yaoyang lay back on the chair, not so firm for the first time.

dong dong dong...

Coincidentally, the door sounded, and Ma Jun in leather came in.

Ma Jun looked happy, holding a thick document in his hand, seeing Yaoyang, he immediately said:
"Head, I led someone to sweep the fan stalls of the Sixth Young Master of Ciyun Mountain. The stolen goods and prisoners have been brought back, and his subordinates have agreed to testify in court."

"The confession and evidence are all here!"

As he said that, Ma Jun put the thick documents on the desk, waiting for Yaoyang's reaction.

"The Sixth Young Master of Ciyun Mountain?"

Yaoyang has heard this title many times. It is said that they are six young people. Their families are quite rich and have backgrounds, but they don’t learn well.

Especially in the past six months, they have been selling drugs in Tsz Wan Shan, and there is a trend of getting bigger and bigger.

Using poison to support people, there are more and more younger brothers under him, and they are developing rapidly.

Ma Jun also mentioned to himself that some people in Mong Kok broke the news about Liu Shao's warehouse, but there are too many affairs in Mong Kok, so Yao Yang put it aside for the time being.

Yaoyang hardly thought about it, Ma Jun just solved it directly.

With doubts, Yaoyang sat up straight, took the information and looked through it, and said calmly:
"Why didn't you tell me before you acted?"

"Boss, I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I saw that you were tired, so I solved it myself."

Ma Jun explained with a smile.

Yaoyang felt warm in his heart, looked at the information, and continued:

"You just brought Guanzu and Huobao, and the three of you will do things?"

There is no way, the information clearly states that the warehouse was cracked from beginning to end, the gangsters were killed, and there were only three names who arrested people, one not too many and one not too many.

"Yeah! Brothers have something to do, I think the three of us are enough."

Ma Jun was a little surprised by Yaoyang's question, but responded honestly.

Covering the information, Yaoyang looked at Ma Jun seriously, and said seriously:
"Although the Six Young Masters of Tsz Yunshan are not as powerful as some old clubs in Hong Kong Comprehensive City, they are not small. Tsz Yunshan is their territory, so it must be heavily guarded. Did you three rush over like that? Didn't you think it would be very dangerous? "

"Head, which time we solve a case is not dangerous. Being a policeman is the most dangerous job in the Hong Kong comprehensive market. The six young masters of Tsz Wan Shan are just small roles. Azu, Huobao and I all have guns. After discussing the plan, the danger has been greatly reduced."

Ma Jun felt more and more strange, but his answer was unambiguous and nonchalant.

It is this seemingly ordinary sentence, Yaoyang is like being struck by lightning:

"That's right! In fact, I've always been in danger, I just lied to myself. Can the world of martial arts and gambling be more dangerous than the police?"

"In the face of danger, the most important thing is not to avoid it. It should be a careful arrangement to greatly reduce the risk factor, and that's enough. As for success or failure, it all depends on God's will!"

"Although the ending of my previous life was a bit miserable, in the final analysis, I am worthy of my previous life. What I want and pursue all my life, sometimes it is like that, because I am too entangled."

"And now I am different from my previous life. I am no longer a single-handed horse. I have a foundation, a status, and a lot. So what if I expose my gambling skills, whoever wants to deal with me, just let the horse come over. If you are hot-blooded and not cold, you can fight!"

Sometimes people are like this. When they get into a dead end, many things will feel tangled.And when the horns are untied and the entanglement is gone, no matter how big the matter is, it will become a small matter.

Under Ma Jun's puzzled eyes, Yaoyang stood up suddenly, and ordered:
"Give the documents to Axia, and let her handle them. I have something to do, and I'm going out right away."

"Head, what's the matter? Do you want me to help?"

Ma Jun also stood up immediately, with a look of concern and fighting spirit.

"No, you've helped me a lot."

Yaoyang picked up the windbreaker behind the door and put it on, smiled and strode out of the office.

Only Ma Jun was left with a confused face:
"Did I help? What do you mean? The head is getting more and more unpredictable!"

……

It's on the rooftop of a residential building not far from the police station.

The tall and well-groomed Miss He stood there without saying a word.

Today's Ms. He completely lacked the charm she had two days ago, with serious dark circles and dry skin, especially her mouth.

In terms of makeup, it no longer makes people look so radiant.

With her arms around her, Miss He even trembled a little, as if feeling cold.

The stubborn Ms. He really followed her own impulse to speak, and stayed on the rooftop for the past two days, not eating or drinking, just waiting.As time passed, Ms. He was sad at first, then resentful, and finally seemed a little numb.

In fact, she has always had a great affection for Yaoyang, and she has always had a different view of the man who can beat him.

After these two days, she finally realized that in that man's heart, she was no different from ordinary people, and she had never entered the other's heart.

That's why Ms. He was really unwilling to stay on the rooftop for two days, and it was more of an indescribable feeling.

"Lei Yaoyang, you bastard! Our He family has dominated Macau for decades. You really think that without you, I will never find someone to learn gambling skills. If you don't show up today, I will pretend that I never knew each other." You, when I find someone else to learn advanced gambling skills, I will definitely find you to gamble again!"

Miss He whispered, the will to stay in her heart had already begun to relax.

After all, this is not a movie. As Miss He, it is impossible for Ms. He to wait until her death like her impulsive words.

Being able to wait for two days is already 100% sincerity.

It was such a coincidence that just after Miss He's chanting, the tall Yaoyang appeared at the entrance of the rooftop, with a smile on his face, and said:
"Really? Ms. He has always wanted to take revenge! But it's a pity that in this world, in terms of gambling skills, no one should be my opponent."

"How is it? Now I am very sincere, and I hope that Ms. He will save face and ask me for advice on gambling skills. Is Ms. He still willing?"

"what…?"

Ms. He was taken aback, seeing Yaoyang's appearance, and hearing such words in her ears, she always felt that Yaoyang had changed a lot from the previous two days, but this change could not be explained at all.

The largest cemetery in Stanley.

Here, it is not too far from Stanley Prison, less than five kilometers away from Stanley Prison.

There is also a saying why the cemetery was built here!
It is rumored that many years ago, Japanese devils occupied Hong Kong Comprehensive City and used Stanley Prison to imprison many people, political prisoners, revolutionaries and so on.

During the detention period, countless prisoners died every day due to harsh conditions and harsh confessions.

There were too many dead bodies, so of course they had to be disposed of. At that time, there was no cemetery in Stanley, and it took a lot of manpower and material resources to transport the carloads of dead bodies back to other cemeteries in Hong Kong, which was very troublesome.

The little devils have many eyes, in order to save money and manpower, they simply threw the corpses up the mountain, and piled them up into corpse pits, which was extremely cruel.

Until later, when the little devil withdrew from the Hong Kong Comprehensive City, the hills around Stanley Prison were full of corpses, which could be seen everywhere, and the stench was unbearable.

In that case, the then Governor of Hong Kong City ordered a new cemetery to be built on the hill not far from Stanley Prison to house those unclaimed bones.

In this way, Stanley Cemetery was established, and as time went by, it gradually formed a large scale.

Especially in Stanley Prison, where the death penalty was abolished not long ago!

Most of the death row inmates in the past were placed directly in this cemetery after being disposed of, which can be regarded as a great contribution to the expansion of Stanley Cemetery.

Today, this place is already one of the few Grand Palaces in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City. From the foot of the mountain to the top, all the way around the mountain, there are all neat tombstones.

Early in the morning, Yaoyang drove, prepared incense paper money, and a big black bag, carrying Miss He, and came here with ease.

After getting off the car, Miss He looked at the environment, frowned, and immediately asked a question:

"Lei sir, didn't you say that you will start teaching me gambling today, and what will you bring me to the cemetery?"

"My gambling skills are also learned from other people. If I want to pass it on to you, of course I have to tell my master."

Yaoyang took out the ingot paper money from the trunk and held it in his hands, carrying a large black bag on his back, with a different smile than usual, and said solemnly.

Ms. He heard it, and immediately became very interested, and asked quickly:
"Master? Who is your master?"

Then, he looked at the cemetery again, and said with some doubts:
"The environment here is so bad, why did you bury your master here?"

"I used to believe that master's bad luck in his life was all due to his "gambling skills". According to my thinking, since master is sad because of gambling skills, after death, ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust. It's better to be clean, so don't think about it anymore. Now that I think about it, I was too selfish."

"You are quite right. As a master, this place is not worthy of him at all."

Yaoyang looked at the rows of tombstones on the mountainside and said with emotion.

Such emotions made Miss He even more curious. After all, Yaoyang's words revealed that the deceased was not simple and definitely had an identity.

"Let's go!"

Yaoyang didn't delay at all, and took the lead along the stairs, going up step by step.

Miss He was honest now, and followed closely in silence.

Soon, under the leadership of Yaoyang, the two stopped in front of an ordinary tombstone.

At the first moment, Miss He looked at the tombstone:
The record on this tombstone is very strange. There is no name or surname at all, only a name, and it even says "Fourth Master!"

And the person who erected the stele in the lower right corner only had two words: Yaoyang!
Such records can be said to be unclear. If outsiders came to take a look, how would they know who was buried here.

"Master, I haven't come to see you for a long time, you won't blame me!"

At this time Yaoyang was already squatting in front of the tombstone, the big black bag was placed on the ground, and the incense candles were meticulously lit, and with a kind of respect that he had never had before, he put everything neatly away.

Ms. He was touched by the sight, and because of this scene, she quickly squatted down to help, without gossip.

While Yaoyang was busy, he took the initiative to speak in a low voice, as if he was telling himself:

"The master has many enemies. I was afraid that someone would dig up his grave and humiliate his corpse if they knew he was here, so I didn't even write his full name for him. When I was learning art from the master, I didn't have enough status, and I didn't even have the confidence to be a dead person. Protect."

Yaoyang's ordinary speech skills are very good, and he has a heroic demeanor, and sometimes he even speaks "nine lies and one truth".

But at this time, the voice was so low that Ms. He could almost feel that her emotions were so real, that she really confided her heart.

Involuntarily, Miss He whispered:

"It's different now. You are the youngest chief inspector of Hong Kong Comprehensive City, and the acting director of Mong Kok. Who dares to mess with your master! And now you want to teach me gambling skills, so this is my master. Lei Sir, don't worry, I will buy the best cemetery in Hong Kong City immediately when I go back, and move the grave for my ancestors for a grand burial."

Yaoyang ignored Ms. He's words, everything was ready, and he knelt in front of the tombstone, staring at the tombstone with a pair of eagle eyes, and said:

"Master, I have promised He Qiong that I will teach her gambling skills so that she can cope with the crisis a year later. You are not reconciled until you die of old age. You have won all your life and hope to keep winning. If I do this, you should not Will blame me!"

"Master, the road I want to take has always been different from yours. I have also thought about it clearly. I will leave the gambling skills to He Qiong. She is a person in the gambling circle. One day, you can make your reputation even stronger. Everyone in the gambling circle Surprised."

"By the way, this time I'm here, my apprentice has nothing to honor you. I have prepared 1000 million for you so that you can eat well and live well down there."

Speaking of this, Yaoyang opened the black bag on the ground, revealing a bag full of Hong Kong dollars.

"what?"

Seeing this, Ms. He couldn't help being shocked, she never expected that the bag that Yaoyang carried up the mountain turned out to be a bag of banknotes.

And looking at this posture, Yaoyang wanted to sacrifice real money to the dead.

I heard it right, 1000 million Hong Kong dollars!
1000 million sacrificial sacrifices, such an approach is really a low-key luxury!

Ms. He has grown up so much, and she comes from a wealthy family, so she is well-informed, and she has never heard of Hong Kong and Macau, which bigwigs play like this.

And Yaoyang didn't care what Miss He thought at all, the words continued:
"Of course, with your ability, even if you don't have a penny, you can become rich in the world within a day. But this is a little wish from the apprentice, so don't refuse."

After finishing speaking, Yaoyang picked up the prepared white wine, incense candles, paper money, real Hong Kong dollars, and poured them all over.

clang……!
With the flame of the windproof lighter, tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars were ignited in front of an ordinary tombstone, and incense paper money was ignited. The fire was raging and touching.

Seeing the fire that was actually lit, Ms. He was completely dumbfounded.

Yaoyang is still fully devoted to his unique sacrifice, his eagle eyes are full of satisfaction and heaviness.

Stanley Cemetery.

Tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars were set ablaze as a sacrifice, Yao Yang and Miss He had already stood up, standing in front of the blazing flames, solemn and solemn.

Of course, Yaoyang is the real performance, the most real emotional expression at this moment.

As for Ms. He, she was completely dumbfounded. She never thought that an ordinary visit to the grave would witness such a special way.

It is even more unexpected that Yaoyang is so arrogant, a full 1000 million Hong Kong dollars, in the 80s, he burned it without blinking. The reason is that he is so willful and worships the dead.

After 2 minutes, seeing that the fire was raging, Miss He couldn't bear it any longer, and asked in a low voice:
"Master, who is the master?"

Perhaps because the sacrifice was completed, Yaoyang returned to his usual appearance, and said with a smile:

"Have you heard of the Chinese God of Gamblers?"

"Chinese God of Gamblers, Dragon... Dragon Four!"

Miss He responded conditioned reflex, then her pupils shrank slightly, she looked at the word Si Ye on the tombstone, and said in horror:

"You mean, Long Si is buried here?"

"That's right! Long Si is your ancestor, the first God of Gamblers recognized in the mainland back then."

Yaoyang nodded and responded proudly.

"how is this possible?"

Miss He looked at the crude tombstone, then at Yaoyang, and said in shock:
"I heard from my father that the Gambler Dragon Four became famous in the mainland in the 30s and disappeared in the 30s. How could he accept you as an apprentice?"

Ms. He's words are undoubtedly saying that the time is not right.

Because at the age of Long Si, the 80s should be more than [-] years old, let alone how he came to Hong Kong.

The key point is that a 90-year-old man is lucky if he doesn't become a fool. Can he still use his gambling skills flexibly?

This is simply a world anecdote.

Yaoyang doesn't mind Miss He's suspicion either.

When I knew Long Si's identity back then, why not?

"Master himself doesn't want to come to Hong Kong, but the world forces him to do so!"

Yaoyang sighed, and began to explain the history of Dragon Four to Miss He.

It was also the first time for Ms. He to hear the legendary life of the Chinese God of Gamblers clearly.

Following Yaoyang's narration, Miss He was sometimes happy, sometimes depressed, sometimes excited, and sometimes sighed.

In the end, after hearing the whole story, Ms. He fell silent.

Ms. He couldn't imagine what kind of fighting spirit it was to be crippled, struggle to survive in prison, and never give up. She had survived for decades.

However, Miss He already has a deep understanding of the patriarch who has never met before, and she has a kind of faith-like worship.

Fight for a lifetime, suffer for a lifetime, be strong for a lifetime, and win for a lifetime.

Dragon Four, the Chinese God of Gamblers, exists in legends, and his wonderful life is simply admirable.

"The reason why I don't want to teach you gambling skills, you should know the reason now!"

"The gambling skills of the God of Gamblers, every move and style, are enough to make people invincible and rule the roost. But at the same time, each of the top ten stunts of the God of Gamblers is extremely difficult. You are not a genius. If you practice for decades, It may not be able to achieve one trick and one style."

"Even if you are lucky enough to learn it, in the gambling world, there are not many people who want to be a gambling god, and those who have had enmity with the master, I am afraid that they are not dead. Some feuds will definitely be drawn out, suppressing to that heir."

"If you want to bring the gambling skills of the God of Gamblers to the gambling world, what you have to bear is not just the trivial matters of your He family. With the glory of the master back then, and the overbearing skills of the world, every opponent, as long as he still If there are descendants alive, I am afraid that the influence will not be much lower than that of the He family."

Since Yaoyang revealed Long Si's identity, he didn't hide it. He revealed everything and left the choice to Ms. He.

At this time, Miss He, of course, also understood Yaoyang's "good intentions", and the anger she had been waiting on the rooftop for the past two days immediately dissipated.

Instead, it was a firmness that had never been seen before!

Eyes full of fighting spirit, Miss He looked at Yaoyang's eagle eyes, and said without flinching:

"As a person in the gambling world, I don't think anyone can resist the temptation of the God of Gamblers. Our He family makes a living from gambling. Even if we don't learn, we have never been less troublesome. Although I, He Qiong, am a woman , but ask yourself a fighting heart, no less than any man."

Speaking of this, Miss He's serious face suddenly relaxed, revealing a bright smile:

"Besides, you are still there, Master, the true successor of the God of Gamblers, the second-generation disciple. I, the third-generation disciple, have nothing to be afraid of?"

Uh……

Yaoyang was startled, then laughed wildly:

"Hahahaha... Yes, you are quite right. I also inherited everything from my master back then. Apart from techniques, there should also be grievances. I have been lazy for so long, and it is time to face it!"

"Kneel down and kowtow respectfully to the master!"

Miss He was very obedient, and immediately knelt down on both knees, and kowtow respectfully towards the simple tombstone. ·

He kowtowed three times in a row, each time Miss He touched the ground with her forehead, crisp and clear, and after three kowtows, her forehead was completely red.

call……

A breeze blows in the cemetery, perhaps it is the witness of the sky, the dead have spirits:
The ashes on the surface of the bag of banknotes that had been burned were blown away by the wind, and the flames ignited again.

Yaoyang, who had been paying attention all the time, was instantly overjoyed. Looking at the word "Fourth Master" on the simple tombstone, he murmured:
"Master, did my choice this time really make you approve?"

Miss He got up, didn't pat the stains on her knees, and didn't even care about her forehead, she looked back at Yaoyang and said excitedly:
"Master, should I change my words now and call you Master?"

"Of course, you are now the only disciple of the third generation of the Chinese God of Gamblers!"

Yaoyang nodded, because of the coincidence just now, he felt extremely comforted in his heart, he was in a good mood, and joked.

Miss He took this matter very seriously, and said seriously:
"Then... well, master, should I go back and tell my father to invite friends from all over the world for a teacher apprenticeship ceremony?"

"No need! You haven't learned any moves. You can't tell the outside world about it, including your father. If you tell it, I won't teach you again, let alone admit you as my apprentice."

Yaoyang regained his usual shrewdness, although he made a risky decision, he would not take unnecessary risks.

Fortunately, Miss He fully understood this and agreed:
"That's right, after I finish my studies, it won't be too late to make up a teacher apprenticeship ceremony."

"Let's go!"

Yaoyang shook his head, took the lead to leave along the stairs, and said:

"The ceremony is just a form, as long as you know in your heart that you are the descendant of the Chinese God of Gamblers, that's enough."

"Master, wait for me!"

Miss He quickly caught up, perhaps because of the change of identity, her words became a little more lively:
"Master, when will I start learning?"

"It's only one year away from the God of Gamblers competition, and I don't know how many tricks you can learn. Of course, the sooner the better. With your ability, it should be easy to open a mahjong parlor in Mong Kok. Go and get things done today. From now on in Mong Kok, I will teach you anytime."

Since he is an apprentice, Yaoyang is not polite anymore, and directly said in an orderly tone.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"

Ms. He agreed very much, and even decided in her heart that she would not even go back to Macau if she had nothing to do, and she would take root in Mong Kok for a long time and study nearby.

Miss He moved very quickly. On the day of the visit to the Stanley Cemetery, a mahjong parlor was opened just one street away from the Mong Kok Police Station.

In Hong Kong City, mahjong parlors are an absolutely legal business.

As long as you can go through the corresponding procedures, you can easily open the door to do business, but you need to deal with many people from the rivers and lakes.

Who would dare to visit He's property?

I heard that the mahjong parlor opened immediately, and within 5 minutes after several local snakes came to the door aggressively, they walked out respectfully with smiles on their faces.

At the same time, the news that He's from Macau came to Mong Kok for development and opened a small mahjong parlor was spread throughout Mong Kok as soon as possible.

People from three mountains and five mountains got the news, no matter they knew them or not, they all rushed to visit them, which made Miss He very helpless, and she was busy for two full days before she could cope.

While Miss He was busy, everyone at the Mong Kok Police Station discovered that their boss had also undergone some "changes".

In the past, my own boss was very sophisticated, no matter what he faced, he always "make decisions before acting".

It gives people the feeling that it does not have the vigor of a young man at all, it is completely the way of an old man.

But in the past two days, my boss seems to have changed a lot. Although he still plans when things happen, he is a little more aggressive.

I don't know why, but my boss seems to be working a lot harder!

According to Liang Fatty's gossip, when he went to report to the boss, he even saw the boss gesticulating with both hands, as if he was practicing some kind of boxing while sitting.

Li Haoyang also said that when the boss mediates the conflicts of some big bosses in Mong Kok, he is more domineering, less negotiable and more assertive.

Whether such a change is good or bad, no one in Mong Kok can tell for a while.Fortunately, no matter what kind of changes, my boss has always been a good boss, very reliable, but they know it clearly.

"Ajun, Awen, Asheng, Haoyang, Liang Fatty, congratulations, the five of you will be officially promoted to probationary inspectors from today!"

In the main office of the Mong Kok Police Station, Yao Yang sprinkled a stack of promotion letters on the table and said with a smile.

For a moment, the entire police station was filled with laughter and excitement.

"Hahaha, I never imagined that I, Fatty Liang, would be able to be promoted to inspector. I thought I would only be a sheriff for the rest of my life!"

Fatty Liang was ecstatic, picked up his own promotion letter, and read it again and again, as if it contained something very profound.

He Zhanwen's indifferent pupils were also full of joy, holding his promotion letter, and said:

"Hao Yang, you're really lucky, boy. It's only been a while since you transferred here, and you've been promoted straight away."

Li Haoyang remained cynical, raised his promotion letter, shrugged and said:
"It's not because of luck, but because of my good character. If brother Yaoyang didn't like my character and asked me to come to Mong Kok Police Station, how could such a good thing happen."

"Needless to say anything, tonight's dinner, I'll invite you first! You guys take turns, you probably won't have to go home for dinner this week."

Ma Jun is a practical person, and when he was overjoyed, he proposed directly.But when it comes to treating guests to dinner, He Shangsheng's originally joyful face suddenly became bitter, and he shook his head and said:

"No need, eating a big meal for a week in a row makes my stomach hurt. Why don't we chip in and have a meal together as a celebration?"

"cut!"

Everyone heard it, but they didn't bother to curl their lips.Looking at the group of subordinates who fell into joy, Yaoyang turned his eyes to Fang Jiexia and A Lang, and said relaxedly:
"You two have passed the upgrade test, but the documents haven't come down yet. Axia is promoted to a senior inspector, and the procedures will be a little more troublesome."

Fang Jiexia looked happy, nodded and said:
"Head, I know, I also got the news."

"You can hold your breath, and don't tell everyone when you get the news, so that everyone can be happy for you."

Yaoyang made a joke, and said:
"Ah Lang, your upgrade was specially approved by the director. It should have been very fast. But because of what happened last time, those bastards in the Central Department deliberately delayed the progress, and it hasn't been done yet. But don't worry, they can only play Using these low-level methods will not affect you."

"Head, I know, I have been working in Sanchai for so many years, and I am not in a hurry for these few days." Ah
Lang expressed his understanding, smiled charmingly, and didn't mind at all.

After clapping his hands, Yaoyang looked at the crowd and said seriously:
"Okay, now that you've all been promoted and are qualified to lead the team. Next, think about what departments our Mong Kok Police Station still lacks, and what you want to do!"

"So many inspectors stay in a small anti-mafia group, it's a waste of talent... It's serious to set up the frame of the police station early, and you all occupy the positions first."

"kindness!"

Everyone nodded in unison to express their understanding. After all, Yaoyang had already said that the Mong Kok Police Station must be in his hands.

Now he is the acting director, but after all, the Mong Kok Police Station has only one anti-mafia team besides a dozen or so military uniforms, which is really too shameful.

Furthermore, since the acting director is already qualified to set up more groups, he must set them up and let his own people occupy the positions first.

If not, it would be very troublesome for some team leaders to come down suddenly from above, not their own people.

He Shangsheng is not bad at thinking, and he was the first to be puzzled:

"Head, if we set up other groups, in terms of manpower?"

"Our Mongkok Police Station has always been a whole. Even if you are the captains of other teams and you are short of manpower to handle cases in the future, you can mobilize the police force of the entire police station to jointly handle the case."

"The establishment of more groups is entirely to prevent outsiders from mixing sand in our Mong Kok, and it is also to train you. The manpower will be there gradually, don't worry!"

"The next batch of students in the police school should graduate in four months. At that time, Axia will choose a group of people to come over. By the way, if you have any good brothers, you can also go and pull them over yourself."

"It's just an application for a transfer, it's easy."

Yaoyang explained casually, and encouraged everyone to poach people, without any embarrassment at all.

Immediately, He Zhanwen, He Shangsheng, Liang Fatty and other guys with good interpersonal relationships all had bright eyes, and they were already thinking about poaching some brothers, and it would be better to hang out with them in the future.

After all, the working environment of the Mongkok Police Station is definitely the place where they feel most at ease after working as police officers for many years.

Looking at the contemplative crowd, Yaoyang waved his hands and said:

"Okay, there is no rush to set up a group, you can think about it slowly! Start working now, and I'll go out for a stroll."

Saying that, Yaoyang raised his feet and was about to leave.

"head!"

Fang Jiexia quickly stopped, and under Yaoyang's questioning eyes, she said:

"About Da Fei's single arms case, I have a clue here."

"Oh?"

Yaoyang stopped walking when he heard about the ammunition case, and the others cheered up and looked at Fang Jiexia together.

"is it?"

Yaoyang also became interested at this time, and said:

"I'm also very interested to know how a small character who collects and sells filth has the ability to get arms."

"Mingxin Hospital, Johnny Wang!"

Fang Jiexia first spat out the name of a deceased person, and then explained:

"At the beginning, we cracked down on Johnny and Wang's munitions warehouse, seized nearly [-]% of his munitions, and wiped out most of his men and horses at the same time."

"In fact, Johnny and Wang still have [-]% of the arms, which were not placed in Mingxin Hospital. Instead, they were used as pallets, and they were about to be shipped to South America at that time, to be traded with others, and let the other party inspect the quality by the way. Next, we will Full deal!"

"Since Johnny and Wang were shot dead by our police, his subordinates quickly got the news. Without the person in charge, his few lucky subordinates immediately stopped the goods that were going to be exported by sea and found a place to hide them .”

"However, the news was tight at the time, and there was no place to hide the large amount of ammunition in their hands. They were afraid that they would encounter our police, and they were also afraid that people on the road would find out and they would be blackmailed."

"As a last resort, one of them knows Da Fei. He knows that Da Fei has been in the business of collecting and selling stolen goods. He has many places to hide stolen goods. He should be able to hide the ammunition for them."

Hearing this, Yaoyang nodded in understanding, and said quietly:
"It's a pity that they didn't expect that "people die for money". With enough benefits, even a gangster who can't get on the stage dares to take a risk and eat black people!"

"It should be good!"

Fang Jiexia nodded and said seriously:
"Although what happened later can't be found out, the batch of munitions was indeed in Da Fei's hands, and Tony and Wang's younger brother disappeared in the Hong Kong comprehensive market as if they never existed."

"hiss……!"

Hearing this, everyone gasped.

Fang Jiexia and Cha Dafei have sought help from many people, especially the colleagues in Mong Kok.

So everyone almost knows what kind of guy Da Fei is.

As far as the information shows, Da Fei is a guy with no club background, and the word local snake is not on his head.

He didn't even have a real estate, he just opened a financial company, on the surface to do this business, privately collected and sold thieves, and often mixed with pickpockets and robbers in the Hong Kong comprehensive market.

Such a person is too insignificant to be a bully at best.

Who would have imagined that such a person would dare to "murder" a group of ruthless arms dealers.

I'm afraid that group of arms dealers didn't expect until their death that the other party would dare to attack him, or else they wouldn't even have heard of it.

Ma Jun didn't think much about it, and the shock was only momentary. He quickly threw it away and said with great interest:

"Madam, have you found out where Dafei's goods are?"

"No! Regarding the location of the warehouse, he is very careful, and there is no rumor at all."

Fang Jiexia shook her head and said honestly.At this moment, Li Haoyang gave a suggestion and said frivolously:

"It's just an ordinary gangster. Even if he is ruthless enough to kill someone for a while, it doesn't matter to him. Why don't you just catch him and interrogate him, maybe you will gain something!"

"good idea!"

Ma Jun's eyes lit up, and he agreed very much:
"Yes, we'll arrest him in a while, and interrogate him for 24 hours first. I don't believe he won't say anything!"

As he spoke, Ma Jun clenched his fists loudly. Obviously, his so-called interrogation was definitely not as simple as moving his mouth.

Yaoyang saw it, and said:
"In Hong Kong's comprehensive market, illegal collection and sale of guns is not a serious crime. If this is the case, there is absolutely no problem in extorting a confession from Da Fei."

"But he is not only involved in the issue of arms, but also involved in murder, black and black! Dafei can't afford such a crime, he can afford Stanley, and he can't dodge the hidden arrows on the road. On the road, black and black break the rules, no It's such a big taboo to talk about loyalty, I won't say it, but you all understand it."

"Where is the ammunition, he will definitely not say." "When we catch him back, the most likely thing for him is to explain the problem of collecting and selling thieves' offal in every detail, at most, he will spend a few years squatting. After he comes out, relying on his hands Arms can also make a comeback.”

"That's why Da Fei is not completely sure, so we really can't get him back! After arresting him, we are tied up and have no way out. We can only sue him for being a thief."

"kindness!"

When everyone heard it, they all felt that it made sense, and they nodded again and again, fully agreeing.

However, Ma Jun was unwilling and said unhappily:

"Then we'll just keep waiting. If he doesn't take out arms for the rest of his life, we won't arrest him for the rest of his life? Seeing him keep breaking the law?"

Yaoyang smiled slightly, but did not answer Ma Jun's question, and said:

"Axia, what else have you found, continue talking!"

"Yes, head."

Fang Jiexia nodded and said seriously:
"I also found out a strange thing. Da Fei has a lot of people under his command. In addition to street gangsters, there are also a large number of students. Recently, his people often go to a school to trouble those students."

"According to my investigation, that group of students is also very strange, known as the "Star Gang". The leader is called Zhou Xingxing!"

"Zhou Xingxing, it turned out to be Weilong playing truant!"

Hearing this, Yaoyang has completely awakened and understood everything.

I remember that when I read the original book in my previous life, I was always very surprised, how could a bastard like Da Fei who couldn't get on the stage have so many ammunition.

Now in the middle of the situation, everything is clear.

That bastard who dared to love Dafei looks weird, and sometimes he really can't be underestimated. He turned out to be a gangster and snatched it from an arms dealer.

At the same time, He Shangsheng and Li Haoyang reacted greatly when they heard the name "Zhou Xingxing", and said in surprise:

"Madam, what do you say is the name of the boss of the Star Gang?"

"Zhou Xingxing? Madam, do you have a photo?"

Fang Jiexia was taken aback by the reaction of the two, she immediately came to her senses, walked into her office, came out quickly, holding a few photos in her hand, and said:

"That's the man!"

"It's really him!"

He Shangsheng and Li Haoyang glanced at it, and horror immediately appeared in their eyes.

Others also took a look, but didn't see any problems:
In the photo, it was a man in a school uniform, but his age and appearance did not look like a student at all, he looked very mature.

The appearance really gives people a somewhat festive feeling, especially the posture in the photo, standing with one's hips on one's hips, leaning back, which makes people feel weird.

Looking left and right, he couldn't see anything wrong with this person. Yu Zilang was curious and couldn't help asking:

"Brother Sheng, Brother Yang, do you know Zhou Xingxing?"

"This bastard, I know him even in ashes!"

He Shangsheng gritted his teeth, stared at the photo, and said fiercely:

"I've always been the only one who borrowed money from people and didn't pay it back. This bastard lent me 3000 yuan two years ago and hasn't paid it back to me until now!"

"Not only that, this bastard is very good at talking nonsense. In one joint operation, he had a problem, and he pushed it on my head, causing me to take the blame."

Li Haoyang followed closely behind, also nodded and said:

"In the Flying Tigers, he is the only one who doesn't even wear a hood when going out on missions. This kid is even more arrogant than me. He took out a comb to comb his hair when he was in ambush, and he is completely insane."

Both of them gave their explanations, and everyone was shocked when they heard it:
"You mean, he's a Flying Tiger?"

"Correct!"

The two nodded in affirmation.

"Then why did he go to school, it's still a middle school!"

Fatty Liang exaggerated.

"What else, just like A Lang before, should be an undercover agent."

Yaoyang knew everything by heart and explained casually.

"No way, who is so short-sighted and uses this guy as an undercover agent? Thank God he didn't mess things up. Can you still count on him to solve the case?"

He Shangsheng obviously had a deep resentment towards Zhou Xingxing, and complained.

Li Haoyang, who usually does not deal with He Shangsheng, actually nodded again and again, and this time he completely agreed with He Shangsheng.

"It's not easy to transfer a Flying Tiger member to be an undercover agent!"

Fang Jiexia saw something different and said in a serious voice.

Yaoyang secretly smiled, knowing that the not-so-simple superior is Li Zhilong, the fat director.With a calm face on the surface, he waved his hand and said:
"Okay, these are not what we should think about. How about the Xingxing Gang, we don't care, let's go back to Dafei!"

Saying that, Yaoyang ordered:

"Hao Yang, go outside and release the news. There are a group of Thai guys who urgently need a batch of arms at a high price."

"Brother Yaoyang, you want to lure the snake out of its hole!"

Li Haoyang's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood.

"Arms, no matter in whose hands they are, are a hot potato. Especially for a character like Da Fei, he just got a batch of goods suddenly, and there is no way to sell them. If he sells them one by one, I'm afraid he will dare not."

"In this case, I will give him a channel!"

Yaoyang's smile was not a smile, he spoke easily, and his words were full of confidence in controlling everything, which made people heartbroken.

……

Li Haoyang's work efficiency is considered very fast in the entire Mong Kok Police Station.

Especially regarding arms, Li Haoyang knew a retired arms boss, and after a little ventilation, he immediately started to act.

In the afternoon of that day, news spread in Mong Kok that a group of Thai guys needed arms and were asking for them at high prices!
What is the fastest thing on the road?The spread of gossip is undoubtedly the fastest.

Radiating from the Mong Kok area to the surrounding areas, the news soon became known to everyone in the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market.

Most gangsters would just "laugh it off" when they hear news like this, and just listen to it as gossip.

There are also some related people who heard it, but they also didn't take it to heart, because they were unwilling to take risks. The most important thing in the arms industry was safety. No one would trade with unfamiliar people for a small profit.

It's just the kind of guy who has never had a sales channel, who is worried about holding things all day long, and is the most caring!
Instead of hiding the goods for a long time and their hearts pounding, they are willing to take a gamble, and it is only serious to sell the goods once.

Located in the office of a small financial company in East Tsim Sha Tsui.

A man with a strong figure and somewhat similar appearance to Yaoyang sat on the boss's chair with a serious expression on his face and a hint of joy in his pupils.

And this man is none other than Lin Dafei, a guy who has ammunition but can't sell it.

At this moment, in front of him, the two younger brothers were talking quickly.

After a long time, Lin Dafei spoke carefully, and said carefully:

"Where are those Thai guys coming from, is there really no problem?"

"Brother Fei, I heard that those Thai guys are second-hand dealers, and they have traded with the Golden Triangle guerrillas all year round. I have a sworn brother who once met those Thai guys, and said that they did come to the Hong Kong General Market a few years ago, and they also sold them in large quantities. It should be no problem to buy arms.”

A younger brother repeatedly assured him, as if he was 100% sure of the other party's identity.

As he said that, the younger brother secretly pulled the brother next to him, signaling him to help quickly.

Another younger brother understood, and hurriedly said:

"Brother Fei, it's not safe to keep the goods in your hands all the time! If you have an opportunity now, it would be a pity to miss it. I don't know when I will have such an opportunity next time."

"We even dared to kill people. Are we afraid of a few Thai guys and dare not trade with them?"

"kindness?"

Lin Dafei's expression darkened instantly when he heard this.

Little brother No.1 is very smart, and when he saw something bad, he immediately yelled at the other little brother:

"Shut up, Brother Fei has already ordered that our goods come from a decent source and have been collected over the years. Don't talk nonsense about killing people."

"... Uh... deceiving yourself!"

Muttering in his heart, the younger brother who was yelled at also knew that he had said something wrong, so he apologized and said with a smile:
"Brother Fei, I have no other intentions."

"You guys go out first, and I'll think about it later."

Lin Dafei pointed to the office door and said coldly.

The two younger brothers didn't dare to say any more, and hurried out of the office.

boom……!
After closing the door, the two younger brothers immediately muttered:
"You bastard, you don't know how to persuade others. Brother Fei was about to agree just now, and you messed it up."

"I can't speak at all, and you still ask me to persuade you. It's all your fault."

"Forget it, it's just Brother Fei's temper, it will be fine in a while, we'll try to persuade him when the time comes."

"By the way, do you really know those Thai guys by sworn brothers? Why haven't I heard from you?"

"What do you know? You don't know about my brothers. They can't get on the stage. The background of those Thai guys is all news from the Tao."

"Fuck, you actually lied to Brother Fei?"

"Keep your voice down, I'm not thinking about us big guys. Think about it, we're messing around like this now, just earn some hard money, when will we get rich! You know how much that batch of goods is, if you sell all of them , even if Brother Fei gives us two points, we will be prosperous. Don’t you want to live in a big house and pick up beautiful girls? "

"Of course I would..."

This world has always been divided into classes. What kind of people are often surrounded by the same friends and subordinates.

Da Fei is an ordinary gangster, and has been doing business with thieves. Of course, his subordinates are not any powerful characters.

Even his two closest confidants are actually bullies in general, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and they like to be good at things.

Their vision is limited, but they don't know the word "dangerous". They only know that someone is receiving the goods now, they have the goods in their hands, and if they sell them, everyone can get a share and make a fortune.

Of course, he tried his best to encourage Da Fei, so hurry up!

…………

In a dark room.

Miss He was wearing a large brown windbreaker, sitting on a stool in a serious posture, her face was serious, and her eyes were fixed in front of her.

In front of her was a small square table with five cards covered.

Not far in front of her, a big video camera was working hard, and it happened to record the location of the five poker cards.

Behind the camera, Yaoyang's eagle eyes were half-closed, sitting on a wicker chair in a very lazy posture, without saying a word.

1 minute, 2 minutes...

Miss He suddenly stretched out her right hand and slapped a card so hard that the small table made a thud.

After taking the picture, Miss He put on a smile on her face, and while taking away her right hand, she also quickly flipped over the card she had taken.

The card flipped over and it turned out to be an old ace of spades.

"Master, how is it?"

Maybe because she felt that she had achieved something, Miss He hurriedly asked.

"Poor qualifications, poor comprehension, and inattentive listening, I really regret accepting you."

Yaoyang is not used to Miss He, she just reprimands her if she doesn't pay attention, and her words are harsh.

"Master, why do you say that? It's pretty good that I can practice like this in a week. Not everyone is as talented as the master. The master just passed it down by word of mouth, and the master learned the unique skills."

Miss He was a little annoyed, and said coquettishly.

"Hey!"

Yaoyang sighed softly, and said:
"Ahjun, you only have one year. If you continue to develop like this, I'm afraid you won't even be able to learn one trick!"

"I really don't understand how you learned those techniques before. You said that you have the foundation, you don't need to learn from scratch, and you want to start learning techniques directly. I promise you, and I will teach you the simplest technique." After practicing for a week, you have achieved this?"

Saying that, Yaoyang pointed to the dark room environment and said:
"Look at this place. It's pitch black and silent. It can be said that you are not affected at all. In such an environment, every gambler can make the best results. What about you?"

"It's inappropriate for you to wear such loose clothes for practice. In the real game, do you always wear such thick clothes and hide the cards first?"

"Besides, you change the cards when you change the cards. What are you doing with such a big move? Your target is a poker card, not the entire table. What are you doing on the table? You are afraid that others will not know your tricks. , to attract everyone's attention? Are you playing magic or gambling?"

The more Yaoyang talked, the more helpless he became, he stretched out his big hand, and directly turned off the camera:

"I originally thought that if you can achieve results this week, I will start teaching you how to speed up. Now it seems that you are too far behind."

"Not to mention the slowing down factor in the camera, I can see that you have changed cards if I just glance at it now. You can't hide it from the real eye, let alone a machine!"

"Your technique, in front of a master, is simply acting like a monkey show, and it's the most offensive kind."

Miss He's face was flushed by Yaoyang's training, even in a dark room, with Yaoyang's eyesight, she could see clearly.

Simply put, Miss He can accept the reprimand of the strong, and she doesn't have any bad habits of rich kids, so she whispered:
"Master, am I as bad as you said?"

“Very, very poor, simply unsightly!”

Yaoyang nodded and said seriously.

Immediately, without waiting for Miss He's response, she immediately asked:
"What is the name of this trick I taught you?"

"Stay dark!"

Miss He quickly responded.

"That's right, the secret of Chen Cang, the key point is the word "dark"! The gist of this trick is to be invisible, invisible, and the card will change itself when the hand flicks the face of the card!"

"It's already wrong for you to use your hands to shoot cards. It was a big mistake at the beginning, and the subsequent result, no matter what, is also wrong."

While talking, Yaoyang got up from the rattan chair, and walked slowly to the side of Miss He, in front of the small table:

"Look again!"

After saying that, Yaoyang's white and slender right hand swept across the remaining four cards from right to left, as if gently brushing the fur of an animal.

Light, very light!

With Miss He's eyesight, she even felt that Yaoyang's hand didn't touch the cards at all.

Quick, quick!

It took about a second from reaching out to brush it away to finally taking it away.

It's not the first time Miss He has seen Yaoyang show off his gambling skills, but every time she sees it, her heart still jumps involuntarily, like a pilgrimage!
Without waiting for Yaoyang to speak, Miss He turned over all the cards, only to see four old kings appearing in amazement.

"Master, this...!"

Miss He stared at the stars, looked up at Yaoyang, full of admiration.

Yaoyang was a little helpless, he looked straight at Miss He with eagle eyes, and said seriously:

"This trick is to hide Chen Cang. According to your master ancestor, in the previous gambling circle, it was only a trick that the third-rate masters would know, and it belongs to the public gambling."

"You can't even practice this move, do you still want to reach the sky in one step and learn the unique skill of your master?"

"Master, I... I was wrong."

Miss He was flustered by Yaoyang's look, she had a very good attitude, she bowed her head and said.

"What did you do wrong?"

Yaoyang is still satisfied with the personality of his apprentice, so his tone softened a little.

"Master, I shouldn't be arrogant, thinking that with my own foundation, I can start learning skills directly."

Miss He spoke seriously, while speaking, she picked up the cards on the table, threw them away, and said sincerely:

"Master, please teach me from the basics, I am willing to calm down and learn from scratch."

"If you start from the beginning, in just one year, with your aptitude, you may not even be able to learn one of your master's moves!"

Yaoyang struck.

"I just need to do my best to be worthy of myself and the He family, and that's fine. I'll admit to whatever level I've learned."

Miss He answered seriously, her words were full of sincerity.

"Okay, your current attitude, I hope you will always remember it!"

Yaoyang was finally satisfied, and said.

"kindness!"

Miss He nodded repeatedly. After just a week, she finally understood that she didn't have any so-called foundation in gambling skills, and it was impossible for her to learn skills directly from the beginning.

Most of the gambling skills she knows are not even third-rate, just like the trump card in martial arts, a trick that requires no foundation, hard work, and practice makes perfect.

A trick like this can be dealt with in general situations, and in normal situations, it will even be hailed as a master!

But when encountering a real master, what they learned from the whole system of teaching and practice is enough to crush themselves.

"Let's go, since you are willing to learn from scratch, you can't stay here anymore, I will take you out now and start class!"

Yaoyang waved his big hand, pushed open the door, and motioned Miss He to follow.

Miss He finally showed her first smile of the day, bright and beautiful, and stepped forward quickly.

Walking out of the dark room, it turns out that this is a very small courtyard, less than ten square meters in front and back.

Standing in the courtyard, you can hear the loud noise outside.

This place is not a place for outsiders, it is the mahjong parlor opened by Ms. He in Mong Kok.

Miss He opened the mahjong parlor just to learn gambling skills from Yaoyang nearby, and she didn't pay much attention to the business of the mahjong parlor.

Therefore, the structure of the mahjong parlor is very special.In front, it is a real mahjong parlor, covering an area of ​​several hundred square meters.

In the back, it originally belonged to a small alley dwelling, but after being quickly remodeled by Miss He, it became a small courtyard and a dark room.

In Miss He's plan from the beginning, she has a foundation, learning gambling skills should also start from the technique, so after Yaoyang's teaching, she should practice hard in the room by herself.

I never thought that a change would be better than a plan. The result of a week made Miss He understand her ability. In terms of gambling skills, she is absolutely inferior!

"Master, where are we going now? Where do we learn from?"

Standing in the courtyard, Miss He looked at Yaoyang who was half a head taller than her, and asked doubtfully.

"Your business is good?"

Yaoyang answered irrelevant questions and said in words.

"Uh…"

Miss He was startled, but immediately replied:

"Many people in Hong Kong and Kowloon now know that I opened a mahjong parlor here, just for our He's signboard, this kind of small business, don't worry about it at all."

In a word, Miss He said it confidently, and her words also contained the pride of being part of the He family.No wonder she is like this!

Just look at other people's business, they all do it very hard. Even some bigwigs in the rivers and lakes were doing business for mahjong parlors a few days ago, and they even went to Yaoyang to mediate.

Miss He opened a mahjong parlor, and when she said a word, countless people came to support her every day, crying and asking for money.

There is really no comparison between people.

Yaoyang thought for a while, then smiled and said:

"As long as the business is good, the place for class is just right. Let's go!"

After speaking, Yaoyang led the way, and the two walked into the mahjong parlor from the backyard.

Whoa whoa whoa...!
"Hahaha, big four, everyone has it, thank you."

"Fuck, fat man, you also play such a raw chapter, aren't you showing off?"

"Xiaoxin, you've been stepping on dog shit recently. You're so prosperous that you've reached seven dealers in a row."

Inside the mahjong hall, there are huge crowds of people, the environment is very poor, there are loud noises, the sound of mahjong, and some people are yelling and cursing.

In addition, the air is filled with smog and the smell of nicotine is pungent. Even though there are multiple exhaust fans in the mahjong parlor, the smell still does not diminish.

"Master, how do you go to class, do you want me to play?"

Miss He and Yaoyang stood at the back door, but no one came to bother them.

"Although you are not good at gambling, it is easy to dominate in this kind of place. What can you learn? Oh, by the way, don't call me master outside, just call me Brother Yaoyang."

Yaoyang said something relaxed, and then ordered:
"I want you to go to the mahjong parlor now, observe everyone carefully, and then come back!"

"Why? Master...Brother Yaoyang."

Miss He was puzzled and asked.

"Just go if you are told, there is no reason."

Yaoyang raised his teacher's airs and said.

"Oh!"

Miss He obeyed, agreed, and entered the mahjong parlor along the aisle.

Yaoyang asked her to observe everyone, she was not ambiguous, she just stared at people:

Many guests who didn't know Miss He were suddenly stared at by a beautiful woman, and all kinds of words were teased, joking and laughing, which made Miss He very upset.

Many guests who knew Miss He nodded and bowed again, wanting to talk to Miss He, which also caused Miss He a lot of inconvenience.

Simply, after more than ten minutes, Miss He observed everyone in the fully booked mahjong parlor, and walked back to Yaoyang.

Before Miss He could speak, Yaoyang immediately asked:

"How many people are sitting at the fifth table on the right hand side of the door? What color clothes are they wearing?"

"what……?"

Miss He hurriedly recalled, and the conditioned reflex even turned her head to look at it.

"Don't look back, just say it! There are only a hundred people in total, you can't even remember?"

Yaoyang reprimanded him seriously.

Miss He felt a little wronged, but she was strong, and replied from memory:

"Four people, two are wearing red clothes, one is gray and one is brown!"

Yaoyang didn't say whether he was right or not, and continued to ask:
"What about the first table on the left hand side of the door? What color pants are they wearing?"

"Pants?"

Miss He felt even more uncomfortable this time, and couldn't help saying:
"Brother Yaoyang, what kind of question is this?"

"Observation, memory! Your master once taught me that among masters, sometimes the most important thing is not how good your own gambling skills are, but how good your eyesight is. If you can see through other people's tricks, you don't even need gambling skills. Expose the opponent directly and let him suffer a crushing defeat."

"On the gaming table, if you want to see subtle movements clearly, you can do it with extraordinary eyesight. I just want you to talk about people, the simplest things, do you not remember them, or did you not see them from the beginning? "

Yaoyang sternly taught, then waved his hands and said:
"Turn your head and see for yourself, are you right?"

From the very beginning, Miss He didn't know what Yaoyang meant by asking her to observe everyone, so of course she didn't remember much. When she looked back, she realized that her first reply was a big mistake:
"There are indeed four people, but there is only one in red, three in black, and no brown."

At this time, Yaoyang's words continued:
"I just asked about your two tables. The four people at the first table didn't know you. They seemed to say something nasty to you. I clearly saw that you were very unhappy. The second table knew you and told you If so, I can clearly see that you are a little complacent."

"Actually, I made it very clear at the beginning. I asked you to observe everyone. Regarding this, no matter what you are doing, whether you are proud or frustrated, or whether there is any influence from the outside world, when you are dealing with other people, you should observe it at random. , keep it in mind."

"Just like in a gambling game, anything can happen. No one will spoil you, give you the best environment and the best words. A real master may hide his wit in every word, and use everything around him , hit your confidence, hit everything about you."

"You can't even accept a few words from ordinary people, what else can you talk about?"

"Think about it for yourself. After you understand it, practice your observation and memory skills! I will come back in a week, and I hope you will be different by then."

"This is also the beginning of our first lesson!"

After saying that, Yaoyang strode past the "thoughtful" Ms. He, passed through the mahjong parlor, and quickly exited the gate.

Ms. He stood there for a long time, suddenly her eyes flashed, she turned around and began to patrol the mahjong parlor again.

(End of this chapter)