Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"If you follow an idiot, you might not worry at first, but it's a trap later on. You never know when you'll be killed by your own people. It's better to put in the effort right from the start."

"Let's go to the gambling table."

"Ah, aren't we looking for Brother Long? Why are you still gambling? If your wife finds out, you'll probably get beaten."

Su Chen glanced at him and said calmly: "Just go find him and see if he has ulterior motives. Do you think the NPC is stupid? Of course, we should let him come to us on his own initiative."

Wang Hao's eyes lit up and he asked softly, "So, do you know how to gamble?"

"I can't gamble, but I can tell fortunes. I'm leaving now."

The two of them came to the card table. Su Chen took out his pocket, looked at the pitiful ten dollars, curled his lips and went all in. Who uses cash in the real world?

This also resulted in him having very little cash in his pocket and his cell phone was unusable, which was really...amazing.

The gambler looked at the ten dollars, then at the young man, and they all looked at him strangely, as if they saw something rare. The person shaking the dice was also stunned.

Su Chen said calmly, "What's wrong? You can't play with ten dollars?"

"...That's not the case. Okay, let's start the next round."

He shook the Gu and glanced at everyone: "Okay, let's bet on the size."

Wang Hao looked at the ten dollars nervously, praying in his heart that he would win, he must win.

"Open, wide!"

Half an hour later, Su Chen had a pile of money in front of him. He went all-in in every round, and he always won every time he bet.

When Wang Hao was enjoying the game, Su Chen pointed at the money and said, "Haozi, let's go to a bigger table. This one is too small and boring."

"...Oh, okay, I'll be right there."

Then he walked to the side, picked up a garbage bag and put the money in it, and smiled a little foolishly: "Excuse me, do you charge for using the garbage bag?"

Casino waiter: Where did this psychopath come from?

Wang Hao didn't hear anyone's response, so he shrugged and said nothing. He ran after Su Chen happily. He thought, "Just kidding, there are only NPC dummies here. What if he doesn't follow closely and gets lost?"

Su Chen won a huge sum of money in less than an hour, at least more than one million. Someone immediately reported this to Wang Dalong, who looked at the amusement in his boss's eyes.

The younger brother said cautiously, "Brother Long, I think there's something wrong with that guy. Could he be a cop? Otherwise, how could someone keep winning? It's incredible."

"Yes, maybe it's a scam."

Wang Dalong sneered, "Alright, if you can't catch someone cheating, you have to admit it. Go get the guy and tell him I'm Wang Dalong looking for him."

"Yes, Brother Long."

Not long after, Su Chen and Wang Hao were brought into the box. They saw Wang Dalong, who looked like a thug in a suit, holding a cigar in his hand and staring at them sharply.

The two sides confronted each other without saying a word. After an unknown amount of time, Wang Dalong burst into laughter, and his previous fierceness disappeared, and he patted the seat beside him.

"Sit down, brother. How about we have a good chat?"

"Well, there's food."

"hungry."

Wang Dalong: ...I have seen people coming to him to ask for money, people who are crazy, people who want to kill people, but I have never seen anyone coming to him to ask for food.

That's a bit interesting.

Clap your hands.

Soon the younger brother came over and said respectfully, "Brother Long, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Wang Dalong said cheerfully, "Go, prepare some food for the two distinguished guests, and get two more bottles of wine. I want to have a drink with my brother and have a good chat."

Su Chen hummed and leaned back on the sofa, relaxing as if he were at home.

Seeing him so frank, Wang Dalong became more interested.

"Brother, where are you from? Why are you gambling here? I see you don't seem obsessed with gambling. How do you manage to win every time you gamble?"

Wang Hao was a little nervous. This NPC had such a strong aura. He didn't feel much about it when he read the comics, but when he faced him directly, he realized that he was really going to kneel down.

Only his brother has such a cool attitude, acting as if nothing happened.

Su Chen twitched his lips when he heard this, and said calmly, "I calculated it. I'm a Taoist priest, so even if I don't know the art of gambling, it's still very simple to calculate."

Poof, Wang Dalong almost spit out a mouthful of wine.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter, his body shaking: "Hey brother, I haven't heard such a funny thing in a long time. There are no masters, they are just some charlatans."