Chapter 204 How Could It Be Her?

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This should be a small mobile gambling house in the city, and the people who come here to gamble are basically not rich or powerful. Watching them spend a lot of money and spend a lot of money, but the money is likely to be the hard-earned money accumulated by the family for many years.

The small casino swallowed up many happy and healthy families, resulting in the separation of wives and children, and the destruction of families.

But Wang Yan has no sympathy for those gamblers who are jealous of gambling, only disgust and disdain. These gamblers who have no self-control and are addicted to excitement are always thinking about the favor of the goddess of luck. In the end, he got deeper and deeper in the quagmire, unable to extricate himself, and caused misery to his family.

Wang Yan doesn't know how to gamble. At most, he played a little mahjong with his family and relatives during the Chinese New Year, but this did not prevent him from getting things done. He has cultivated to the second level of pure yang magic, and his physical fitness and mental strength have been greatly improved again. Subtle control of muscles, prying of mental power, keen perception, strong memory, candid shots of storage bracelets.

The comprehensive use of various means made him the focus of attention within an hour.

The hundreds of thousands of cash brought in turned into a small one million.

For such a small company, almost half of the money has been concentrated on him, so it is difficult not to attract attention. The big gangster who started the game had already appeared, and seven or eight hooligans had already seized the entrances and exits. They looked at Wang Yan with a sneer on their faces. In their limited cognition, this kid is definitely seeking his own death.

A few gamblers who were red-eyed from losing came to their senses, and began to accuse Wang Yan aggressively of spending thousands of dollars, asking him to spit out the money. Although they didn't have any evidence, this did not prevent them from screaming fiercely like mad dogs. Among them, Mrs. Zhang's son, Chen Liang, was the one who screamed the most. He only brought a few thousand yuan in total, but he said he had lost hundreds of thousands.

Just when gangsters and gamblers thought that Wang Yan was already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, when he was doomed.

"Puff puff puff!"

An armed helicopter flew over the sky domineeringly, and the propeller stirred the air, making a thick puffing sound. The quadruple rockets and the sturdy machine guns are like the ferocious minions of monsters. Armed police vehicles one after another surrounded the entire building.

The heavily armed SWAT team broke into the door, and the black muzzle instantly controlled the scene.

The gangsters and gamblers were terrified, and shiveringly followed the instructions of the special police officers, holding the back of their heads with their hands, and lying obediently on the ground. All of them panicked in their hearts, what happened? It's just a gamble, do you need to play such a big scene!

A few days ago, the special service member of the State African Affairs Bureau who sent Wang Yan a car walked in quickly and gave a military salute to Wang Yan: "The scene is under control, please give instructions from the chief."

Wang Yan replied with a serious expression: "Thank you for your hard work. Take everyone away. Go through the judicial process and have a good trial, and dig out all the big dealers and umbrellas behind. The sentence that should be sentenced, the punishment that should be punished. This person will be punished. I'll stay." Wang Yan pointed at Mrs. Zhang's son, Chen Liang.

"yes!"

The Secret Service members immediately carried out the order.

Not long after, the scene has been cleared.

Chen Liang was left alone, paralyzed to the ground, holding his head in his hands, terrified to the extreme.

"Chen Liang, do you like to gamble?" Wang Yan sat on the gambling table and said indifferently, "I have a million here, let's gamble."

"No, no, no, I don't like to gamble, and I won't gamble again. Sir, sir, I beg you to let me go." Chen Liang was so frightened that tears and snot came down his nose, and begged bitterly, "I have an old man, There are small things. It’s just a momentary impulse, and I won’t dare to do it again in the future.”

Wang Yan sorted out the money on the table, and took out a deck of cards expressionlessly. He said coldly: "We will win or lose at once. If you win, you can use this million to live."

Shocked, Chen Liang stopped crying, staring at the red tickets piled up on the table like a hill, his eyes gradually turned red. Greed and luck gradually overcome fear. Trembling, he said, "Sir, sir, is what you said true?"

"This amount of money is not worth breaking my promise." Wang Yan said indifferently.

"Then, what should I do if I lose?" Chen Liang groaned and swallowed. All the attention was attracted by the one million. Only a sliver of sanity remained, and it was being swallowed.

"If you lose." Wang Yan chuckled, "Just keep your life."

Chen Liang shivered, his face turned pale, and he kept swallowing his saliva. One million is tempting, but life seems more important.

"Hehe, are you afraid? How can you be afraid of a bad life? A person who has corrupted his soul and can sell anything for money, is afraid of death?" Wang Yan sneered, stood up and said in a cold voice , "Since you don't want this opportunity, forget it. Take him back and go through judicial procedures, and you can sentence him as you like."

"Yes, Chief!" The secret service team rushed up, grabbed him, and picked him up.

"I bet, I bet." Chen Liang was terrified, not daring to struggle, but shouted loudly, "Sir, sir, I, I am willing to gamble."

Wang Yan put his hands behind his back and shook his head with a sneer, which is really a typical gambler's mentality. Always full of unrealistic fantasies, always holding a trace of luck. The heart will not die until the Yellow River, and the coffin will not shed tears.

Under the signal of Wang Yan's eyes, the secret service team held a gun to Chen Liang's head and forced him to sit opposite the gambling table.

"We just bet on the size of a card. The rule is that I have removed the big and small ghosts, and the ace of spades is the biggest." Wang Yan shuffled a deck of playing cards, then wiped them on the table, and said indifferently, "You won , the money belongs to you. If you lose..."

"Crack!" The secret service member pulled the bolt, the bullet was loaded, and the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of his head.

Wang Yan leaned on the back of the chair, shrugged with a light smile and said, "It's fair, isn't it? Please." Then, he stretched out and asked Chen Liang to draw the cards first.

"Fair, fair." Drops of cold sweat rolled down Chen Liang's forehead, and his voice trembled. With trembling hands, he grabbed the cards. After hesitating for a few seconds, he suddenly closed his eyes and drew out a card randomly. Then his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he took a peek.

Gradually, his face became ecstatic, and his eyes were already rounded. It turned out that he picked up a card at random, and it turned out to be a king of spades.

There are only four cards larger than the K of Spades. Based on a deck of fifty-two cards, his chances of winning are over ninety percent. One million, one million is coming soon.

"You lost." Wang Yan said coldly.

"What?" Chen Liang's ecstatic face froze for a moment, and he shouted in panic, "Sir, sir. You, you haven't drawn any cards yet. Don't, don't shoot."

"Oh, then I'll let you understand." Bored, Wang Yan randomly drew a card and threw it on the table, the ace of spades.

Then draw another card randomly, and it is the Ace of Spades again. Another one is the ace of spades.

Chen Liang roared with grief and anger, "Sir, you are cheating."

"You knew I was cheating all the time, but you still dared to bet with me." Wang Yan flicked his fingers, and an ace of spades spun violently. With a "duh", it was nailed to the gaming table like a blade. The corner of his mouth taunted, "I really don't know whether to say that you are brave or stupid like a pig. Or, you are blinded by the one million, the bright future you imagined by yourself. Subconsciously avoid it various risks and crises.”

"Yes, sir, I, I was deceived by lard. I am a pig, I am stupid, and I will never dare to gamble again." Chen Liang knelt down and begged for mercy.

"shot!"

chug chug! Amidst the successive gunshots, Chen Liang's pupils shrank, and he fell to the ground trembling, his body still twitching.

"Chief, what should we do now?" the Secret Service member said.

"Take him back to the logistics base, and ask colleagues who are proficient in mental hypnosis to brainwash him." Wang Yan peeled off a piece of white rabbit toffee and chewed, and said, "Let him engrave today's memories firmly in his mind." In the deepest part of my life, I think of it every night in my dreams.”

"Yes, chief." The secret service team took the order and dragged Chen Liang away.

"Wait." Wang Yan stopped him and said politely, "Thank you for your hard work. I will report this matter to Director Feng to plead guilty." Seizing gambling is not within the purview of the State African Bureau. This time, Wang Yan used the state machinery privately to do some personal things. In terms of emotion and reason, you have to plead guilty with the leader.

Of the one million, Wang Yan only took a hundred thousand that belonged to him, and let the rest be treated as gambling money.

Then Wang Yan drove back to accompany Mrs. Zhang again and told her that everything would be fine. After dinner, Wang Yan said goodbye. Before leaving, he sneakily stuffed the hundreds of thousands into Granny Zhang's bedside cabinet, and left a thank you note inside.

After finishing this small troublesome matter, Wang Yan felt relaxed and happy. Mrs. Zhang was kind to him, and being able to help her solve the biggest difficulty was a big stone in her heart.

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Afterwards, Wang Yan and the little ferret drove all the way to Huahai City.

While it was still early, I went to the unit to report for work.

Wang Yan was very popular, and most of the people who came and went knew him and said hello to each other.

After Sister Xiaotu contacted Director Feng, she made Wang Yan wait for about 20 minutes, and then led Wang Yan to the door of the director's office.

Knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Feng Yuande's calm and heavy voice sounded.

Wang Yan pushed the door open and entered, and just when he was about to say a few words, he saw that Mr. Feng was entertaining a beautiful woman with Kung Fu tea. Her jet-black hair was draped over her fragrant shoulders in wavy curls, and a red dress wrapped her exquisite and delicate body. Her face was fair and her skin was like fat, and her eyebrows and nose were charming and elegant.

"You..." Wang Yan was slightly surprised, he didn't expect to meet her here.

"Wang Yan, long time no see." She smiled like a flower, stood up and nodded slightly, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

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