Hong Kong General: I have a lot of vests

Chen Jincheng was shocked. The AK47 was so long. Where did Chen Qingquan get it from?

"Hey! You're a gambling devil, right? You're quite arrogant!"

Chen Jincheng was sweating profusely:

"Brother, we are one family"

"Who the hell is your own people? I'm from Jiuchang Street, Jingzhou City, Handong Province. Who the hell are you?"

"Brother, I am from the Chen family of Malaya, and my ancestral home is also in Handong. We are relatives!"

The gambler had experienced many ups and downs in his life and had had guns pointed at his head countless times, but this time was the most terrifying.

There is no other reason. Chen Qingquan is a perverted killer and has lived in Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Mentally ill patients are the most difficult to deal with because you and they are not from the same world and it is difficult to communicate.

The other big guys in the room pretended to be calm, but they were actually panicking inside.

"Hey! Chen Qingquan, Mr. Gambler is not here to hold you responsible for cheating. He wants to ask you for a favor!"

Jiang Tiansheng tried to mediate.

"Get lost! Jiang Tiansheng, right? The leader of the Hongxing Society? This is the high seas, not Causeway Bay!"

Hussein grabbed Huang Xiao's arm.

"Mr. Chen, please don't. We still need to learn some skills. My master is just a useless old man. You will dirty your hands if you kill him."

Huang Xiao looked at Hussein with new eyes. He didn't expect that this little brother with a lewd appearance was actually quite filial.

"Xiao Hou, if I kill your master, won't you become the boss? Won't the Gambling Demon New Dollar Account become your property?"

Hussein nodded and shook his head vigorously after hearing this.

"No! My master has been so kind to me, how can I watch him die in front of me?"

Hussein thought, so many people are watching here, if I kill Chen Jincheng, wouldn't I become a disloyal and unfilial trash?

Which gang leader would dare to cooperate with such a person?

Even if you don't mean loyalty, you have to pretend to be loyal. This is called establishing a personal image.

At this time, the leader of the Sanlian Gang, Lei Gong, stood up.

"Mr. Chen, you misunderstood. We are not blaming you, we want to invite you."

Huang Xiao: "Invite, invite with a gun? I, Chen Qingquan, hate it most when someone points a gun at my head!"

Chen Jincheng is old and can't stand this, so he reveals his plan:

"Mr. Chen, what a misunderstanding! The gunman is just trying to intimidate you. We invite you to cooperate. We need talents like you!"

After a few discussions among the big guys, Huang Xiao finally understood their plan.

"Let me fight the God of Gamblers?"

"Yes! Mr. Chen, can you put down the gun?"

"Get your gunner out first!"

"it is good!"

Huang Xiao took back the AK47 and disappeared with a whoosh. Everyone was surprised. How did this work?

Hiding a gun in the crotch?

There's no room to hide such a big gun, right?

Could it be that Chen Qingquan is Doraemon?

The atmosphere relaxed, and Hussein found a few beautiful women to serve him. Huang Xiao hugged them left and right, showing his lustful nature to the fullest.

"Old Chen, why didn't you tell me earlier? As long as I have money and women, I don't care about the damn gambling god. As long as I take action, I will do the palm reading for you!"

Chen Jincheng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, thinking that the perverted killer was indeed extraordinary. "No, if you want to kill the God of Gamblers, any of the big guys here can do it. We don't want to kill the God of Gamblers, we want to win!"

Then, Chen Jincheng introduced the off-site betting plan, which was almost the same as Huang Xiao’s guess.

Huang Xiao also agreed to participate in the God of Gamblers competition, but he could not represent other countries.

"I am from Jingzhou City, Handong Province. Of course I have to participate on behalf of Jingzhou City."

The big guys agreed that since they had their own people among the organizers of the God of Gamblers Competition, this little thing would not be a problem.

Just like that, Huang Xiao no longer participated in the Gambling King Competition, and only needed to wait for the Gambling God Competition.

In order to prevent Huang Xiao from cheating too abruptly, Chen Jincheng proposed a three-day special training.

"Study? Learn a shit! Do you have playing cards for the God of Gamblers tournament? I want a box!"

Huang Xiao asked Chen Jincheng to prepare playing cards to avoid the problem of different suits when the time comes.

Chen Jincheng readily agreed, saying that "Chen Qingquan" was just one of the alternative options. As long as the God of Gamblers lost, the outside betting would make a lot of money.

As for who the God of Gamblers lost to, it didn't matter. Chen Jincheng had already contacted Gao Jin's cousin Gao Yi and wrote him a blank check. Gao Yi was a traitor and agreed after hesitating for two and a half seconds.

This is another alternative plan of Chen Jincheng.

Everyone was toasting each other and the atmosphere was lively. Huang Xiao performed a big transformation of AK47 in public and threatened to give it to Chen Jincheng as a gift.

"Old Chen, we were one family five hundred years ago. This AK47 is what I used to kill the foreigner in Shengyu last time. It has seen blood and can ward off evil spirits. Come on, take it!"

"Xiao Chen, I'm old, and the AK has a strong recoil, I can't handle it."

Huang Xiao and Chen Jincheng pulled each other, and finally gave the AK47 to Hussein.

"Disciple, this is a gift from your Uncle Chen. Take it quickly!"

Hussein accepted the gun reluctantly. This thing was a hot potato and could easily arouse hatred from the Zhengzhi tribe.

"Thank you Uncle Chen!"

"good!"

Huang Xiao gently stroked Hussein's dog head.

"Old Chen, do you have a camera here?"

Huang Xiao made a small request, but Chen Jincheng didn't understand. Did Chen Qingquan want to take a picture of Ai Wei?

Ten minutes later, Huang Xiao sat in front of the camera, with a dozen beauties standing behind him. They were wearing bunny girl uniforms, all with fiery red lips and seductive temperament.

"Yesterday, my Filipino maid passed by the vegetable market and heard a fishmonger say that there was a guy called the God of Gamblers. It was you!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Huang Xiao laughed out loud, took the bowl of instant noodles and started eating, then after taking two bites, he handed it to the bunny girl.

"I was shocked! There is actually someone in this world who calls himself the God of Gamblers? This guy is clearly targeting me!"

"I am the God of Gamblers! A psychopathic God!"

"You have to wear contact lenses when you play cards. I don't care about you! I can just use my special ability to see through your cards!"

"Here is an Ace. If I rub it gently, it will become a Nine-tube!"

Huang Xiao held an Ace of Hearts in his hand and shook it gently, and the playing cards turned into mahjong.

"I can even conjure up a set of mahjong when I use my power!"

A set of mahjong tiles fell out of Huang Xiao's hands.

"I think you are just a shameless person who is seeking fame and reputation!"

"Gao Jin, if you pay me a few billion, I will give you the title of God of Gamblers!"

"By the way, your sister-in-law is in my hands!"

Huang Xiao snapped his fingers, and two big men appeared in the camera escorting Long Jiu.

"Long Wu is your gay friend, isn't Long Jiu your sister-in-law?"

"We'll meet at the God of Gamblers Contest in a month!"

"If you don't come, I will sell Long Jiu to Tanzania!"

"Hahahahaha!"

After recording the video, music played and danced. The leaders of the society became interested when they saw Chen Qingquan's abilities.

He is strong enough, has strange means, is greedy for money and lustful. Aren't these people the best elite cattle and horses?

Lei Gong thought of Ding Yao, Hai'an thought of his daughter Haitang, and Jiang Tiansheng thought of Fang Ting.