Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Twelfth floor, casino.

Rei Furuya was sitting at a card table, playing blackjack with a tall, white-haired foreign man.

He glanced at the chips he had lost and looked at the white man who stood up triumphantly and blew kisses to the people around him.

There were about a hundred chips piled up around the white man, each with a face value of 100 million US dollars, and most of them were lost by Jiang Gu Ling.

Well, what he lost was his private property as the boss of the organization.

If it’s not yours, you won’t feel sad if you lose it.

Even so, we have to take it back.

He retracted his gaze, raised his chin towards the white-gloved dealer, and ordered, "Deal."

The dealer nodded politely, took out two new decks of cards, and shuffled them quickly with extremely fancy techniques.

"Amuro-kun, if you lose this time, you won't even have enough money to take a taxi after you get off the boat." The white man said provocatively, leaning back in his chair.

The corners of Fūya Rei's mouth curled up in a subtle arc, his aura mysterious and dangerous: "If I really come to that point, Mr. Andy, please don't be stingy and lend me the fare."

Andy Dupont choked and said unhappily to the dealer, "Deal."

The dealer looked at Furuya Rei again with an inquiring look.

Fūya Rei's dark-skinned fingers tapped the green velvet on the table, indicating that he agreed to deal the cards.

He had lost three times before, and after thoroughly understanding the rules here, he began to show off his skills.

The dealer is Andy, and his cards are very obvious: 7 of spades and Ace of hearts.

Furuya Rei raised an eyebrow and glanced at his cards: Ace of Spades, 3 of Diamonds.

"Deal the cards." He said lightly.

As time passed, and the game rounds went by, Andy had fewer and fewer chips in front of him.

At the same time, he and the dealer gradually reacted.

The mixed-race blond young man in front of him definitely knows how to remember cards.

No matter whether the dealer's cards are big or small, he can always ask for cards, stop cards, or double them at the most appropriate time!

By the time he realized it, he had lost nearly 80 million US dollars.

Andy didn't care about the money. He stared at the person in front of him with a burning gaze and praised, "I didn't expect Amuro-kun to be so good at the poker table!"

Being able to remember cards does not necessarily mean that his brain is smart, but it must have computing power comparable to that of a computer.

Furuya Rei straightened his sleeves and leaned lazily against his chair, crossing his long legs. He placed his fingers together on his abdomen and said with a bright smile, "You're too kind. This game is just too easy."

His magnetic voice was like a piece of toffee, sweet and seductive: "Still playing?"

Under the bright crystal chandelier, he looked over with a smile, his aura powerful and mysterious, carrying an indescribable charm: "Or maybe we should try a more exciting game."

Facing his invitation, Andy stood up, straightened his suit, and said with a big smile, "Very good, you conquered me with your strength and earned the opportunity to be alone with me."

He raised his chin arrogantly and left first: "I'll wait for you in the room."

The bodyguard behind him stepped forward and handed a room card to Fūya Ling with both hands, then hurriedly chased after him.

Fūya Rei put away the room card, divided the chips into two piles, and waved to the dealer: "The smaller pile is my original chips, keep them for me."

"Yes, sir. Would you like to continue playing with the remaining chips?" the dealer asked politely.

Fūya Rei's black suit was luxurious and elegant. He wore a purple gem ring on his left hand. He raised his hand to push his bangs behind his head, revealing his smooth forehead.

In an instant, his aura became more dangerous and arrogant.

He pointed at the chips with his ring-wearing finger, raised the corner of his mouth, and said contemptuously under the dealer's incredulous gaze, "This kind of thing that is easily obtained is worthless."

He casually picked up a chip, and under the red eyes of the gamblers around him, he threw it out, attracting countless people to scramble for it.

"Oh my god! A one million dollar chip was just thrown away like that!"

The gamblers rushed over from all directions, making the surrounding bodyguards a little scared.

This scene, which was like wild dogs fighting for food and fish fighting for bait, made the blond young man laugh so hard that he fell backwards. He laughed so hard that the evil and unscrupulousness that spread from his bones spread throughout the casino.

Under the greedy eyes of the gamblers, he grabbed a handful of chips and scattered them out like a handful of rice, attracting countless pigeons to peck at them.

"This is for you, my friends~"

His voice was elegant, with a light ending, and he sounded superior as if bestowing a blessing.

But the gamblers didn't care. They just thought that the blond young man who was throwing money was very handsome. He was emitting a golden light all over his body, which made them want to get closer to him desperately.

"Wow, is his name Toru Amuro? I love him so much!"

"He's so charming, the way he spreads the chips makes me orgasm!"

"I want to know his room number right now. I can clean myself up and wait for him to come sleep with me. All he needs is one chip! Even though he looks underage, I'm willing to go to jail for him!"

"I'd be willing to go to jail for him, too."

Jōgu Ling, who was scattering the chips, darkened his face slightly. Who asked you to go to jail for me? You make me sound like a member of the underworld!

Fūya Rei just wanted to use these chips to make connections. Gamblers who could come here were very influential all over the world.

But that doesn't mean these people can take advantage of him!

Fūya Rei snorted arrogantly and threw out all his last chips, as if they were just funny little toys.

For a moment, except for the staff, he was the only one standing high above everyone else in the casino, while everyone else was lying on the ground scrambling for chips in every corner.

"It's so boring." He said boredly.

The light made the blond young man's hair shine even brighter like the sun, but his eyebrows and eyes were arrogant and playful, making him look like a demon from hell.

As if he was finally tired of playing, he walked out with a big laugh and waved to everyone: "Goodbye, everyone~"

Gamblers from all over the world talked about it and truly engraved the name "Amuro Toru" in their hearts.

Having already stepped out of the casino, Rei Furuya took the elevator to the eleventh floor, where Andy's room was.

As the elevator door closed, he raised his eyebrows, his dual-account account in amusement and mockery. "Shiraishi Masato has something on me? Hagiwara must have beaten his brain."

Fourth-floor cabin.

Hikaru AKA Furuya Rei sat with a grim face in the child seat that Hagiwara had requested, with Morofushi Kagemitsu standing beside him.

Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda sat opposite him with their arms around each other, their expressions twisted as they tried to hold back their laughter.

Ida Ko occupied the sofa alone, staring at his four classmates with a serious expression, and also paying some attention to Shiraishi Masato who was tied to the chair.

"Hagiwara, stop laughing. What you said was..." The squad leader, the only one who remembered the serious matter, said tiredly.

Hagiwara Kenji cleared his throat and looked at Shiraishi Masato: "Mr. Shiraishi, where's the evidence you mentioned about Bourbon? Show it to us."