Chapter 232: Let's bet

Chapter 232 Let's Gamble
Between the water and clouds, the lights are bright, and the warm air is sent.
Ye Tianlong drove the Lamborghini across the parking lot, opened the door, and pulled Demingzi out.
If it weren't for Nangongxiong, Ye Tianlong wouldn't be here for three to five months.
In addition to the vivid conflict with Wu Bagui, the other is that he almost fell out with Ning Hongzhuang, and then came to consume with other people's supreme card, which is somewhat embarrassing, but unfortunately, I still have to come over.
"Good Shao Ye, good Miss Dai."
As soon as the two of them walked to the clubhouse stairs, the security guard and the welcome lady greeted them politely, with respect and surprise in their eyes.
In addition to knowing that Ye Tianlong is the supreme distinguished guest, there is also that many people have seen Ye Tianlong's toughness, Wu Bagui was kicked, who is not emotional?
What surprised them most was that after the storm that night, Ye Tianlong, who was supposed to be killed by revenge, lived alive and well, but Wu Bagui died.
Whether it was luck or conspiracy, they all felt that they should worship Ye Tianlong.
"Fourth floor."
De Mingzi threw a room number to the waiter: "Mr. Liu and Ms. Xu's room."
"Ye Shao, Miss Dai, please here."
The tall waiter bowed slightly, and then led them to the fourth floor. Soon, Ye Tianlong came to the fourth floor.
The decoration on the fourth floor is not luxurious, it is more of a simple and generous. According to the guide map, there are more than 20 rooms on the third floor, and each room has gambling equipment.
There are also four billiards and table tennis in the hall, and more than a dozen people are playing hard.
Looking at it, this is an entertainment venue, but Ye Tianlong clearly discovered that the guests coming and going here have only two expressions, either smiling or gloomy. There is no doubt that there are only winners and losers.
De Mingzi also added: "This is Xiaoao City."
"Don't look at the place, you have to bet on everything, betting on horses, football, and lottery, even if you fight cricket, the flow of funds every day scares people to death."
Demingzi sighed quietly: "The bet starts at 100 yuan, and the top is not capped. Someone once bet 80 million a night."
Ye Tianlong laughed: "What a good place."
While speaking, Ye Tianlong took a deep breath, and he felt that the indoor air was particularly dull.
He looked up at the sky above the house and found that there were not a few vents, and a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Tianlong's mouth, guessing that the club boss deliberately made it.
The chaos of the air makes people's brains unconscious, and the gambling is endless. With the free drinks during the period, 90% of the people who enter here lose all.
Room 403, the destination for Ye Tianlong and De Mingzi.
Under the guidance of the beautiful waiter who twisted his waist, Ye Tianlong pushed open the door of the room where bursts of laughter were heard. As the two appeared in the room, the sound inside suddenly stopped.
Ye Tianlong and Dai Mingzi saw the flushed Nangong Xiong, and more than a dozen fashionable men and women with smiles and mocking the stagnant wine glasses.
Ye Tianlong also saw that Liu Yongkang and Xu Jiajia were also there, and they were surrounded by a young girl.
The girl is in her early twenties, and she is a few years older than Demingzi, and besides her jewellery, she also has an amazing look worthy of men.
About 1.7 meters tall, with double eyelids, melon-seeded face, small cherry mouth, and an indescribable extravagance, she has the delicate appearance of the popular actress Wen Bixia in the past.
"Mingzi, Ye... Brother, why are you here?"
Nangongxiong shook his drowsy head and looked at Ye Tianlong and Dai Mingzi who appeared, and then he was very angry and shouted:
"Lan Xiaomo, Liu Yongkang, Xu Jiajia, it's you and I gamble tonight, why do you ask Mingzi to come over?"
He took the mahjong and slapped it hard: "I haven't finished losing, so I will come four more laps."
Xu Jiajia smiled: "You haven't finished losing? Nangongxiong, you should ask, what else can you lose? By the way, you still owe a lot."
De Mingzi watched Nangong Xiong, who was mostly half drunk, looked at the mahjong tiles stacked on the table. He walked to the side of the table and his pretty face was as cold as ever:
"Nangongxiong, stop playing, how could you have played with them? Get up and return to me, otherwise you will break off your friendship in the future."
Nangongxiong obviously listened to De Mingzi's words, bit his lip and stood up shaking, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, Ye Tianlong quickly took hold of it:
"Be careful, you are too drunk."
Nangongxiong glanced at Ye Tianlong and smiled awkwardly. According to the promise, he should be called Ye Tianlong, but he couldn't say so.
Moreover, Ye Tianlong has a close relationship with Demingzi, which also made him feel a little resistance, and he was now reluctant to squeeze out two words: "Thank you."
At this moment, De Mingzi is looking at Lan Xiaomo and Xu Jiajia: "Lan Xiaomo, what is happening to me to deal with Nangongxiong?"
"How much does he owe you? I'll pay it for him!"
Liu Yongkang and Xu Jiajia wanted to speak out, but Lan Xiaomo waved their hands to stop them. She smiled: "Dai Mingzi, really protect the shortcomings."
"No, it should be said that you really have money, thirty million, without frowning, just carried it down? I have always refused to accept you, but today, I can be submissive."
"thirty million?"
Ye Tianlong and Dai Mingzi both showed a hint of surprise in their eyes. They didn't expect Nangongxiong to play such a big game, and thought that this mahjong would survive one hundred and eighty thousand.
Thirty million is not a decimal. Ye Tianlong saved Jue Wen's life, only fifty million. He couldn't help feeling that the local tyrant is the local tyrant, how good this money is for himself.
De Mingzi looked at Nangongxiong, who bowed his head: "You lose 30 million to them?"
"To be precise, it is 40 million and three hundred and eighty thousand."
Lan Xiaomo put his hands on his plump chest, his legs were wrong, and he looked at the three with great interest: "Ten million, he used a 93-square-meter river-view room, and the Ferrari at the entrance of the clubhouse was counted."
"I am a benevolent person and have wiped out a fraction of 3,800,000. He still owes me 30 million."
"De Mingzi, if you want to protect your shortcomings and stand up for him, then take out thirty million."
"If you can't get it out, people can't leave. If you want to leave, I just called Nangong's family."
Lan Xiaomo was very happy: "His father is the vice president of the newspaper group, and his mother is the second-in-chief of the Ministry of Finance. I believe he can get 30 million."
Xu Jiajia laughed and said, "If his parents can't get it out, then I will throw the IOU to the media. At least I can sell it for three to five million yuan."
She patted a piece of black and white paper, and it was undoubtedly Nangongxiong's ‘sale contract’.
Ye Tianlong looked at all this with interest, then stepped back and leaned against a long table.
He was playing with the black pen on the table with his fingers, and he still sketched on the suggestion book, as if it was something in front of him, which had nothing to do with him.
Nangongxiong's face changed dramatically: "Can't call them!"
Once this happens, not only will he be punished by his family, but his father and mother will also be pressured by public opinion, and they may all resign.
With a calm smile on her face, Lan Xiaomo's pretty face suddenly sank. She stared at Ye Tianlong and Dai Mingzi and gave a cold voice:
"If you can't call them, then give them money quickly. Isn't your Demingzi rich and enemy country? Don't you always protect your friends for shortcomings? Can't get a mere 30 million? Or don't you want to take it?"
"Ten minutes to you, I didn't see 30 million by then, Jiajia, Yongkang, one of you call Nangong's family and the other contact the media."
Lan Xiaomo's expression became ruthless: "If you can bear the consequences, then get out, if you can't bear it, then give the money quickly."
"Don't mess around!"
Nangongxiong shouted: "I'm putting together money, give me a little more time, thirty million, one point will not miss you."
He also reminded Demingzi: "Mingzi, my debt, you can't take it back, I will take care of it, you absolutely can't give money."
The wish is beautiful, the reality is cruel, Nangongxiong made a few calls, but they were all rejected.
"I'll give this money!"
Demingzi took out a card and was about to throw it on the table: "Give me the note."
Ye Tianlong caught it, put in his pocket, and then smiled: "Mingko, I'm your man, you have to ask for my consent if you give money."
He pulled the chair away and sat down: "Don't you learn the marriage law?"
De Mingzi's face was black, and Nangongxiong's eyes were flushed, a little sad.
Liu Yongkang and Xu Jiajia patted the table: "Ye Tianlong, what do you mean? I don't want Nangongxiong to go back?"
Ye Tianlong glanced at Nangongxiong and smiled faintly: "He is my little brother, I naturally want to take him back."
Lan Xiaomo looked at Ye Tianlong with interest: "Are you De Mingzi boyfriend?"
"Replacement as fake."
There was a smile at the corner of Ye Tianlong's mouth:
"But this question is not important. What is important is that we have another right bet."