At about three o'clock in the morning, I was put on a hood, tied my hands with plastic strips, and got into a car.

Although it cannot be determined with the naked eye, it is inferred from the height of the chassis, the acceleration when starting, and the feeling when riding, that this type of car is obviously not affordable to the civilian class.

A guy who can let his subordinates drive such a car to "ask for someone", naturally he will be a big shot.

However, I didn't think there was anything to be happy about this "invitation"...

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My name is Sakaki Wuhuan. I pronounce it in the old saying of Sakura Palace. It is sakaki_mugen. Isn't it very frightening?

It's right to be fooled, because this is my own name; I have been using it since I entered the dark world of "gambling" at the age of fourteen.

Gamblers are like artists. Our names do not need any realism. Names that seem to be isolated from reality are the best ones.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, momentum is very important.

Even if you are penniless, you will fall into an abyss that you will never be able to climb out of in the next second, and your momentum will never collapse.

Because... Once the other person sees your fear and weakness, you are done.

The name is also part of the momentum. The gambler wants to use all the available things to win. It is not that difficult to choose whether he is carrying a cool second-tier name and being criticized in life, or wanting to die with an ordinary name.

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The city where I live is called "Hayue Town".

As the earth is named, this is a place that is as glittering as a mirror, flowers, water and moon.

During the day, Huayue Town is like a sleeping, pale woman, but at night, she will wake up and become your dream lover after the first glass of wine.

Here, you can see the most beautiful and evil scenes in the world at the same time.

Men are caring in the whirlpool of wine, sex, wealth, and in one night, they may get everything or lose everything.

The so-called gambling has the meaning of...it can turn all other "meaningful" things into "meaningless".

Anything has completed this transformation when you are betting on the gambling table.

Money, power, beloved relatives, their own lives... How crazy can humans be, where can the limits of gambling tables be expanded.

This experience of cruising between one step and no return is the ultimate game that only humans can enjoy.

And I am the best in this field and one of the "two legends" of Hanyu Town.

Of course... it is called a "legend", but in fact, it is just a gambler.

In the eyes of those who truly possess power, people like me... rely on a little talent and rely on the flesh and blood of those fallen people for a living.

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I walked into the mahjong hall near midnight.

I like to go to such a smoky small place. On the one hand, it is because formal casinos have basically blacklisted me, and on the other hand, it is because I often meet peers in this place - in the words of the circle, it is the so-called "experts".

In addition to their peers, there are many gambling sticks in this kind of place who think they are "experts" but in fact they are just a little better than ordinary people because they lose a lot.

Playing with these people, even if you sometimes deliberately lose a little depending on the situation, it is happier than winning money from ordinary people who go to a regular casino to enjoy themselves.

Tonight, a "big fish" came to the mahjong hall.

He noticed him as soon as he entered the door. He was a man in his early thirties; he could tell at a glance that he was a decent person, very different from the sloppy greasy uncles around him.

The watch on his wrist that was more expensive than the entire mahjong hall, and the expression he felt fresh when he saw mahjong mats (plastic products, which can be traced back to the Showa era. Overall, it was a square mat with raised cushions on all sides. If you put it on the quilt, you can use the stove as a mahjong table). They all mean that the class he was in was far from the people here.

In addition to being rich, he is also very strong.

He played very orthodox mahjong without any small moves or cleverness, he was orthodox, reasonable and naive.

I can see from his eyes that "the 'sun gambling in the casino' can no longer attract me." I have seen many such people. They are full of curiosity about real gambling... or the dark world. In the end, these people were swallowed up by the dark without exception.

After observing a half-man farm, I gave a wink to a regular customer at the table. He naturally knew me and knew what I meant, so he quickly found a moment to go back.

Then, I joined the bet and started winning.

The "big fish" stick was used up after an hour, but not only did he not have any expressions of anxiety or disappointment on his face, but he also showed an excitement.

He took out the money readily and planned to add some more sticks, but the boss casually found an excuse to reject him.

Obviously, the boss has smelled the smell of "trouble".

So do me.

Therefore, I also found an excuse to change money and leave.

"Big Fish" stopped me and said I wanted to talk to me. I refused him without hesitation and left the mahjong hall as fast as possible.

I thought the matter ended here, but I didn't expect...

In less than two hours, I was blocked in an alley by a group of very professional trainers.

This is not the first time I have been controlled by force, but considering that every time I get caught in this business is probably the last time, I can't face it with a relaxed mood.
Chapter completed!