Let Me Draw a Card In the Infinite World

Being puzzled, the door of the room was opened from the inside, and a young man in his early twenties stood inside.

The young man looked at the two strangers at the door with the same questioning: "You are?"

The stranger with black-rimmed glasses said: "Hello, Mr. Peng, we have something to discuss with you. Is it convenient to enter the house for a chat?"

Mr. Peng looked at them suspiciously: "If you have anything, just say it here. Why do you want to enter the house?"

The two strangers looked at each other and found that Mr. Peng was really defensive. They looked around, and there was indeed no one in the corridor, so they didn't force it.

The black-rimmed glasses lowered his voice: "Mr. Peng, I heard that you are the invitee of the'Special Bureau' tonight..."

Mr. Peng was taken aback when he heard this: "How do you know?"

He immediately took a step back and prepared to close the door.

Another stranger with a big back hurriedly reached the door of the house and prevented him from closing: "Mr. Peng, wait, we don't have any malicious intentions, just want to ask Mr. Peng for one thing."

Mr. Peng obviously felt that something was wrong and wanted to close the door. The black-rimmed glasses had already been squeezed into the door, and a sharp hand knife slashed at the back of Mr. Peng's neck.

Before Mr. Peng could call for help, he lost consciousness and fell down.

Before Mr. Peng fell to the ground, the big back head held him back in time, and sighed in a low voice: "If it is not a last resort, we don't want to make the first move."

The black-framed glasses twitched: "Yes, who made the wiretapping brooch last night be seen through by Zhuang Lingxiao from the beginning..."

The two said that they dragged people into the room and slammed the door shut.

The trio of players in Shu Ran's room looked at each other: What kind of **** is this unfolding?

Lin You scratched his head: "What do these two want to do?"

Shu Ran was also dumbfounded: "It seems that there is some conspiracy. They mentioned'eavesdropping on the brooch', do they want to snoop something?"

Lin You: "But if you snoop, just snoop. What does Mr. Peng faint?"

Fu Xiangxiang blinked, and countless thoughts flashed in an instant. A picture in her memory froze in her mind. Her eyes lit up: "If they are also players, then these actions are reasonable!"

"Player?" Lin You and Shu Ran suddenly looked up.

Fu Xiangxiang nodded: "When the big-backed head reached out to help Mr. Peng, his right arm sleeve slipped up a bit, and a trace was faintly revealed. I thought about it carefully and felt that it looked like our arm screen!"

Lin You suddenly realized: "Yes, because they are players, of course they have to explore the truth as much as possible. They mentioned that the wiretap brooch was seen through by Zhuang Lingxiao last night. Only the inviter can participate, so they tried to put a wiretap brooch on the invitee, who knew it was easily discovered by Zhuang Lingxiao."

Shu Ran: "Yes, yes, that's the case. So they can't do anything tonight, so they have to put their ideas on Mr. Peng."

Lin You is still puzzled: "But it's almost ten o'clock, what's the use of knocking out Mr. Peng?"

Fu Xiangxiang pointed to the door: "Just look at it!"

The trio moved to the small seam at the door again.

At 9:58, two bodyguards in black suits appeared at Mr. Peng's door and knocked politely.

Mr. Peng, who was still unconscious just now, quickly came over and opened the door.

The bodyguards in black suits made a "please" gesture to him. Mr. Peng nodded and closed the door. Following the bodyguard, a group of people walked along the corridor to the stairs and walked towards the second floor.

When the three people disappeared, Mr. Peng's room door was slowly opened from the inside, and the black-framed glasses leaned on the door frame with his arms folded. He quietly watched the empty corridor for a while, and then returned. The room slammed the door shut again.

Fu Xiangxiang glanced at each other with his teammates: "That..."

Lin You nodded: "It must be a fake, it's the one with a big back. The real Mr. Peng must still be dizzy in the room!"

Shu Ran frowned: "They're like this...it's quite adventurous."

Fu Xiangxiang: "However, if it is not the invitee, there is indeed no way to inquire about the intelligence of the special bureau."

Lin You: "Fortunately we have Qin Shisan, let him go and have a look, and just tell us not to come back!"

Fu Xiangxiang: "Nevertheless, I always feel that the A-level mission will not be that simple. If we can, we'd better get into the scene and take a look."

Shu Ran frowned: "How else can I get in?"

Fu Xiangxiang smiled triumphantly: "We still have to rely on Xiao 13!"

A minute later, the door of Shu Ran's room was gently opened, and then gently closed after a while.

The player trio posted a magic talisman with light golden aura on each of their foreheads, and walked out on tiptoe, Qin Shisan followed Fu Xiangxiang.

Lin You said in a low voice: "Oh mom, I'm so nervous, does this invisibility talisman really work? Why am I so guilty!"

Shu Ran glared at her: "Didn't you look in the mirror just now? You're all done with it, you're a fool!"

Lin You: "Ahem, what? I'm afraid I accidentally rubbed off the magic talisman."

Shu Ran: "Then why don't you use 502 to stick it again? Make sure your scalp won't drop the magic charm."

Fu Xiangxiang gave them a gesture of "hush": "This is an invisibility talisman, not a sound-receiving talisman. Dear friends, let's collect magical powers!"

Lin You and Shu Ran immediately became honest, followed Fu Xiangxiang, and walked forward quickly.

The three people walked up the stairs to the second floor.

The lounge on the second floor is still brightly lit at the moment, but there is not a single guest in the huge hall, only two bodyguards guarding the entrance of the hall.

Qin Shisan pointed to one side of the hall, and the player trio held their breath, slipped into the door under the nose of the bodyguard, and walked in that direction.

When I walked to the front, I discovered that there was a hidden room in this corner, and the door was closed at this moment.

Qin Shisan nodded, indicating that the special bureau was held here.

The trio is very speechless: come here, but how can I get in?

Immediately, he looked at Qin Shisan eagerly, hoping that he could take out three more wall-piercing charms.

Qin Shisan shook his head helplessly, saying that this was really not there!

Fortunately, at this time, a person dressed as a waiter pushed a small cart and walked over. On the small cart was an ice bucket filled with red wine, a decanter and three red wine glasses.

After the waiter knocked on the door lightly, he left the trolley in place and turned to leave.

The door of the room was opened from the inside, and a bodyguard pushed the trolley in.

The three of Fu Xiangxiang caught the opportunity, hurriedly stepped forward, and sneaked into the room behind the trolley.

The room is bigger than expected, not as gorgeous and extraordinary as the lounge outside. The decoration of this room looks elegant and magnificent, and it actually gives a sense of solemnity.

There is also a large rectangular table in the center of the room. Like the gaming table in the center of the lobby outside, there is a swivel chair at each end of the long table. The difference is that there is also one in the middle of the long table. Swivel chair.

At this moment, Zhuang Lingxiao and "Mr. Peng" are sitting on the benches at both ends, and on the swivel chair in the middle sits a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s.

Seeing that the cart had been pushed in, Zhuang Lingxiao raised his hand to make a gesture to Henry who was standing aside. Henry walked over with kindness, opened the red wine, and poured it into the decanter on the side.

While waiting for the sobering process, Zhuang Lingxiao chatted with Mr. Peng, his face rarely did not carry the arrogant look before: "How comfortable is Mr. Peng staying at the Lingxiao Gambling House?"

Mr. Peng nodded lightly: "Not bad, thank you Mr. Zhuang for the hospitality."

Zhuang Lingxiao smiled: "You're welcome, it's an honor for Zhuang."

Mr. Peng seemed to ponder and finally said: "Mr. Zhuang, I have a question I want to ask."

Zhuang Lingxiao seemed to be not surprised by his reaction: "Mr. Peng must be curious why he was invited to participate in the special bureau?"

Mr. Peng nodded: "Exactly! To be honest, I don't even know why I was invited to participate in the Lingxiao Gambling Shop. After all, other members are either wealthy or powerful. I'm just an ordinary student. Build a tree."

Zhuang Lingxiao smiled softly: "Why should Dr. Peng be modest? Although you are only a student now, you are about to make a major breakthrough in a biotechnology project that you can participate in and lead. Mr. Peng has a bright future and a promising future."

Mr. Peng was a little bit happy when he was praised: "Mr. Zhuang passed the award. But even if my project is about to make a breakthrough, I don't have anything to think about at the moment. Why does Mr. Zhuang invite me to participate in the special round?"

At this time the red wine was almost awake, Henry poured the three wine glasses one by one, and put them in front of the three guests on the swivel chair.

Zhuang Lingxiao raised the glass in front of him, and raised his glass to Mr. Peng: "Everyone has what they want, and I believe Mr. Peng is no exception. But maybe you haven't realized it yet?"

Mr. Peng was taken aback: "What do I want?"

Zhuang Lingxiao: "Mr. Peng is young, aggressive, and skilled. The only thing missing is an opportunity."

Mr. Peng looked at him: "I just want to do my research in the laboratory. What opportunity do I need?"

Zhuang Lingxiao: "For example-enough investment? As a researcher, no matter how good your technology is, after your patents are bought by capitalists, it is people who make a lot of money, not you. But if you can. With capital, the profits at that time will be yours!"

"If you win the bet, I will set up a company to run Mr. Peng's patent projects. I will come out all the funds. Mr. Peng will invest in technology and hold 50% of the equity. Mr. Peng will not only be a scientist, but also a successful one. Entrepreneurs. Don’t you like it?"

Mr. Peng: "Do you have enough funds?"

Mr. Zhuang spread his hands, looking like a rich and powerful local tyrant: "What do you think?"

Mr. Peng seemed to be touched by his words and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he raised his head: "Then what do you want?"

Zhuang Lingxiao smiled: "What I want is very simple. I will still give you the capital and shares, but in addition to the normal income of the company, I will also need half of your personal income in the next ten years."

Mr. Peng was stunned: "But I don't have any income yet."

Zhuang Lingxiao: "You will have it!"

Mr. Peng thought for a moment: "Okay, I agree!"

The trio of Fu Xiangxiang glanced at each other, and there was some confusion in each other's eyes.

No matter how you look at this gambling game, Mr. Peng did not suffer.

Whether he wins or loses, Mr. Peng can get the large sum of money invested by Zhuang Lingxiao and the company's shares. Even if he loses half of the profits, the remaining half of the profits are still considerable.

The point is, now he has nothing but an unfinished project. What is the difference between such a gambling game and a pie in the sky?

Although Mr. Peng in front of him is pretending to be a big back, if the real Mr. Peng is present, he will definitely not refuse this kind of empty glove white wolf. So this fake Mr. Peng also naturally chose to agree to the gambling.

However, countless painful experiences tell us that if something looks too good to be true, it must not be true with a high probability.

So this Mr. Zhuang is so kind? Or is it another purpose?