Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 681 God of Gamblers?

In the dead of night, the port city in southern Siam, Surat Thani, is also called the wharf of Wan Lun Province.

In the drizzle, the three armed speedboats turned off their engines and slowly docked on the shore.

Du Weiguo got off the speedboat and strode on the trestle bridge, his face was cold and hard, without saying a word, James followed behind him step by step, with an apologetic smile on his face:

"Mr. Wesley, don't be angry, this old cat guy, our guys have been staring at him for a long time.

It is certain that he is the eyeliner of those pirates in Surat Thani. He must know the hiding place of those pirates, I guarantee. "

Du Weiguo didn't even turn his head, his tone was blunt and merciless:

"James, why don't you stop talking nonsense, hurry up and catch this old cat's eyeliner, I have fully seen the level of your Interpol today."

It is understandable for Du Weiguo to be so angry. He was fooled by James, an old boy, and Du Weiguo was moved by some of the conditions he proposed, so he finally decided to cooperate with James.

Du Weiguo's mission was to exterminate these pirates. As for rescuing the yellow-haired gorilla, it was James' job, and Du Weiguo would not interfere.

Du Weiguo’s original words are as follows:
"James, if you insist on saving that silly gorilla, then even if you and him die in front of my eyes, I will never mind.

Since you want to gain something, you have to bear the corresponding risks. To paraphrase a Chinese proverb, this is called life and death, wealth and honor. "

But James agreed very readily, almost without hesitation. It seemed that this gorilla was very important to him.

However, what troubled Du Weiguo was that James and the others didn't even know where the pirates were hiding.

I just know that these pirates are entrenched in the vicinity of Songkhla and Shadun, which is a fairly wide area, full of reefs, forests, swamps, and tidal flats.

If there is no specific location, it is like finding a needle in a haystack, and it is extremely easy to scare the snake, once the group of tough pirates are prepared.

That gorilla must be dead without a place to bury his body. Du Weiguo doesn't care about that. The key point is that the real trouble is that the sneak attack turns into a strong attack.

The equipment of these guys should not be underestimated, the firepower is fierce, and they are not afraid of death. In the case of occupying a favorable location, even Du Weiguo has to avoid the edge temporarily.

Therefore, Du Weiguo had to follow James to Surat Thani City to catch the eyeliner of those pirates, a guy nicknamed Lao Mao.

At the pier, there were several unremarkable cars waiting there. Du Weiguo followed James into one of them. The car started quickly and drove towards the city.

"James, Interpol attaches so much importance to this case. Are you working so hard to sell the US military? Or to sell Mobil Corporation?"

In the car, Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and teased in a faint tone. James looked a little embarrassed, and said bravely:

"Mr. Wesley, our Interpol is not an organization of this nature. We don't involve political and interest factors. The purpose is to eradicate those crimes of an international nature~"

Du Weiguo sneered, with a playful tone:

"Tch, are you really guilty of saying this? If it wasn't a Mobil oil tanker that had the accident this time, would that stupid gorilla take care of it?
If the gorilla didn't blow up the pirate's young master, would these guys go crazy?You Interpol will jump up and down like this? "

Du Weiguo hit the nail on the head, mercilessly, exhaled smoke, and his tone became sharper:
"James, you said that Interpol's handling of the case does not involve political and interest factors. Do you believe this? International relations, what else is left besides politics and interests? International humanitarianism? Heh!"

Du Weiguo's words were as sharp as a knife, and the knife hit the vital point. James was blushing and speechless as if he had been slapped severely.

Du Weiguo glanced at him coldly, then changed the subject:
"The pirates entrenched in Songkhla are not just desperadoes, they have traces of professional training.

Although it’s not elite militarized training, it’s definitely not stragglers, and their equipment is a bit too good, it’s all the latest Soviet-style equipment~”

"Sigh~"

Upon hearing this, James shrank his eyes suddenly, gasped, his face turned pale, and his tone was extremely dignified:
"Mr. Wesley, what do you mean, we have unintentionally participated in the game between the two camps?"

Du Weiguo sneered, his tone extremely contemptuous:

"Hehehe, James, it's not us, but you, you are Interpol, think about it yourself, this is a 15-ton oil tanker.

Are these pirates out of their minds?Just relying on their small sampans, besides, how are they going to sell the crude oil? "

James' face was pale at this moment, and he was sweating coldly. He thought of a very scary possibility, his eyes flickered, and he swallowed:
"And what is your suggestion, Mr. Wesley?"

Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt out along the crack of the car window, curled his lips lightly, and said in a casual tone:
"I, I don't care, I'm a free man, I have no position, um, I'm your mercenary now, just collect money and kill people.

By the way, James, if you can't fulfill the conditions you promised me before, heh, where is your headquarters, Vienna, right? "

Hearing this, James suddenly looked gloomy, sweating profusely, and leaned on the back of the car seat decadently.

Du Weiguo glanced at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he sneered silently.

This James is ambitious. The incident in Pattaya this time caused a lot of trouble, shocked the world, and attracted worldwide attention.

James caught up with him just in time, and he wanted to make a fortune by taking advantage of his feat of exterminating pirates this time, sell it to certain forces, and take it one step further.

It's a pity that cleverness is misunderstood by cleverness, and stealing chickens can't lose money. James unexpectedly broke into the game between two huge forces by mistake.

No matter whether he succeeds or fails in this extermination and rescue mission, he will definitely offend one party, and there is only one end.

You know, the KGB is an organization that doesn't rub the sand in its eyes, and is the most ruthless organization in the world.

After a while, several cars stopped slowly at an inconspicuous intersection, and James got out of the car with a dazed expression.

A capable young man ran out of the alley, leaned into his ear, whispered something softly, and James nodded.

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. James rallied, gathered several of his men, pointed to a bar with flashing neon lights not far away, and ordered in a low voice:

"The basement of that night bar is a casino, the old cat is the owner of this casino, and he is in it now.

The entrance of the casino is next to the innermost warehouse of the bar. Let's enter the bar after a while. After getting close to the warehouse, we will rush in and arrest people. If necessary, we can shoot. "

"Yes."

Several subordinates echoed in a low voice, and just about to disperse, at this moment, Du Weiguo lightly interjected:
"Is there a back door in the casino, or other secret passages?"

James' expression froze, and he immediately looked at the capable young man who was in charge of tracking, and the young man hurriedly shook his head.

Du Weiguo frowned slightly, emphasized his tone, and asked again:
"Is it not, or do you not know?"

"No, I don't know~"

The young man looked shy and stammered, Du Weiguo sighed softly, with a helpless tone:

"James, give me a picture of this old cat, right?"

"Uh~ Yes, there is, but I didn't bring it with me"

James became more and more embarrassed, Du Weiguo frowned, and his tone was blunt:

"Dictation, dictation of physical characteristics."

A moment later, Du Weiguo walked into the bar called Nightlight, wearing a black hunting leather jacket and big-toed military boots stepping on the stagnant water.

The area inside the bar is small, but there are quite a lot of people. The decoration is mediocre, the lights are dim, and there are many drunks who are out of their minds.

A relatively soothing unknown Siamese music was played in the bar, and several scantily clad women with trays were shuttled back and forth.

Du Weiguo walked with ease, unhurriedly, found a seat at random and sat down. A waitress with fair appearance and hot body immediately came over and greeted him in Siamese.

Du Weiguo lightly brushed the rainwater stained on his hair, and with a charming smile on his face, he said softly:
"English, thank you."

The waitress was stunned by Du Weiguo's smile, and she was obviously taken aback, before she said in broken English:
"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

"A glass of strong drink, thank you."

Du Weiguo directly took out a hundred-dollar bill, and gently placed it on the waitress's tray. Seeing that he was so generous, he was a fat sheep, and the waitress' eyes became even brighter.

For the vast majority of women, there are two qualities that are most fatal to a man's appearance, first, handsome appearance, and second, a bulging wallet.

If these two conditions are met, basically when it comes to picking up girls, you will be invincible. As for personality, heh, handsome and rich, why the hell do you want to eat shit!
Soon, the waitress brought Du Weiguo a glass of brown-red wine, which seemed to be whiskey, with a charming tone:

"Boss, you are here to play alone, do you like playing cards?"

The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth raised slightly, and he rubbed his hands lightly, with a very happy tone:

"Of course, I love playing cards the most, and I'm very lucky. I always win every bet. Beauty, do you have any good places to introduce?"

The beauty smiled charmingly, and blinked at Du Weiguo. Du Weiguo got up in a satisfied way, holding the wine glass, followed her, and walked to a passage of the bar behind.

The passage was quite long, about ten meters long, and at the end was a thick iron gate. At the gate stood two fierce, burly men with patterns tattooed on their faces.

The waitress twisted her waist and swayed her hips, walked up to the big man, whispered a few words in Siam, then turned around and greeted Du Weiguo:
"Boss, this is a good place. There are various ways to play. You will be satisfied. You have made a lot of money. Don't forget about me."

Du Weiguo laughed loudly, patted her nipple hard, and said boldly:

"No problem, if you win the money, you will have it!"

"hate~"

The waitress let out an exclamation, gave Du Weiguo a look of both anger and blame, and walked away with her hips twisted.

At this time, the two big men who guarded the gate simply searched Du Weiguo to see if there was any guy with him, and then opened the iron gate.

One of the big men made a gesture of invitation towards the door, Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, and walked in with ease.

Gambling in Siam is semi-legal. To translate it means that there are no open casinos on the surface, but this kind of semi-underground casinos is ignored.

One of the main incomes of the leader in Bangkok's Chinatown is relying on several semi-underground casinos. His casinos have a good reputation and there are masters in charge, so he makes a lot of money every day.

Pulling away, returning to the front, Du Weiguo walked down the stairs with a wine glass in his hand, his eyes swept away, and he looked at the underground casino intentionally or unintentionally.

The area is not small, it roughly presents a rectangle with a total area of ​​more than 800 square meters. In the center is an arena surrounded by iron cages. It should be black fist gambling, but no one intends to fight here.

There are several gaming tables around the iron cage, poker, Pai Gow, and roulette are all available, and colorful banknotes are placed on each gaming table. The crowds are crowded, and the gamblers are all red-headed and shouting hoarsely.

There are also many young and beautiful waitresses, dressed in cool clothes, shuttling among the crowd like flowers and butterflies.

The innermost part of the casino is an office-like area. The door is closed at the moment, and the curtains are still drawn on the windows, so it can't be seen clearly.

Just as Du Weiguo walked down the stairs, a beautiful young girl came over and grabbed her arm, speaking eagerly, and said directly in English:

"Boss, good evening, my name is Xiaoman, what would you like to play? I heard that you are a poker master?"

Whoops, Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, and looked at this girl with interest. It's interesting, the information is synchronized, and the customer's needs are accurately captured.

This girl is probably not yet 20 years old. She has a beautiful appearance and fair skin. She is not the usual dark complexion in Siam, but she looks a bit like a Chinese.

Du Weiguo casually handed her the wine glass in his hand, took out a sterling silver cigarette case, and took out a cigarette. The girl quickly took out a lighter from her chest and lit it for him.

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke slowly: "Well, tell me, what are the ways to play poker?"

The girl's English is very fluent, but with a slight Jiangnan accent, she introduced in a crisp voice:
"There are 6 tables in poker, big two, blackjack, and Texas Hold'em. Boss, which one do you like?"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows: "Xiaoman, are you from Huaxia? Or from Jiangnan?"

Du Weiguo spoke Chinese, or Mandarin with perfect pronunciation, and Xiaoman was inexplicably surprised:
"Yes! Boss, my hometown is Wuxi, how about you?"

Du Weiguo didn't want to continue this topic, shook his head slightly, and smiled noncommittally: "Xiaoman, which table is the biggest bet on?"

Upon hearing this, the girl's eyes became brighter, and her tone was extremely excited:

"Boss, please follow me."

The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth twitched, and he asked in a teasing tone:
"Xiaoman, I only have US dollars, is that okay?"

In the casino, the table closest to the office is a table for betting on blackjack. Except for the banker, there are only 21 seats in total, and now only 4 gamblers are seated.

This table is the highest-end gaming table here. There is no upper limit, and the minimum bet amount cannot be less than 2000 baht each time, which is almost 100 US dollars. At present, it is indeed not small.

Du Weiguo sat leisurely on the far left, on an empty chair, and took out a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills from the pocket of his jacket, which was worth tens of thousands of dollars, and placed them casually on the gaming table.

Du Weiguo looked at the other two gamblers, a man and a woman, both of whom seemed to be from Nanyang. He took out two dollar bills and handed them to the girl, in a calm tone:

"Xiaoman, I might need an interpreter, would you like it?"

"Of course, I'd be happy to help you! Boss."

The girl's face was flushed with excitement, and her tone was excited, but at this moment, another man's voice sounded, speaking also in Chinese, deep, calm, and pleasant:

"Can I sit here too?"

As soon as the words fell, a young man in a white suit sat next to Du Weiguo, and gently placed a thick wad of Thai baht on the gaming table.

"It's a pleasure to meet you! My name is Gao Jin~"

He also smiled kindly at Du Weiguo, and introduced himself. This young man, about 20 years old, is handsome and unrestrained, 7% similar to the later King Li Tian.

"My motherfucker! Gao Jin, God of Gamblers?"

(End of this chapter)