Reborn as Zhao Ruilong of Handong, I will defy fate.

Late at night.

The streets were already deserted.

The penthouse suite at the Xiping Grand Hotel was unusually lively.

Because Jin Anrui won three consecutive hands with a single, top-tier hand.

Everyone naturally rushed to flatter and praise him, wishing they could elevate him to the heavens.

"Wow, after playing mahjong for decades, this is the first time I've ever won with three top-tier hands in a row!"

I don't know if it was because I drank too much Moutai that night, or because I was too happy to win three top-quality Moutai in a row.

Jin Anrui, who is over sixty years old, is radiant with happiness, looking as if he has become ten years younger.

Duan Guangzhong, sitting opposite him, wore a forced smile, but was inwardly furious.

The reason he was so angry...

Of course, it's not because I had bad luck again tonight and lost tens of thousands of dollars.

For him, losing tens of thousands of dollars is nothing, let alone tens of thousands.

The real reason he was furious was that the special task force for the crackdown on organized crime was not easy to fool.

Not only are they all full of energy, as if they don't need to sleep, but they also work at a high intensity every day.

Moreover, each member of the supervisory team is experienced and has a keen eye; they are not easily fooled.

They haven't been here long, but they've already caused widespread panic.

If things continue like this, who knows what kind of monstrous wave it might unleash!

Duan Guangzhong did consult with Jin Anrui, but what was the result?

Instead, they were told they had a bad attitude and were timid and afraid of trouble.

I advised him to continue drinking Moutai, playing mahjong, and chasing after beautiful women...

This is not.

They were still holding meetings during the day, emphasizing the need to spare no effort in the fight against organized crime.

But in the evening, he ended up playing mahjong with two notorious and ruthless bosses.

Duan Guangzhong had long known that these two bosses were skilled at card games, especially adept at cheating by feeding them good cards.

Unfortunately, Jin Anrui seems to have gotten a bit senile, genuinely believing that he was just lucky and skilled at cards, which is why he was able to win three consecutive hands with top-quality hands.

"Guangzhong, you seem to be out of sorts again tonight! What's wrong with you lately? Are you cursed with bad luck? Should we go to a temple to pray?"

Jin Anrui asked with a hearty laugh.

Duan Guangzhong gave an awkward smile.

I thought to myself, with our status, how could we possibly go to burn incense and worship Buddha?

Especially during this special period, even though the temple was closed in advance, I didn't dare to go there!

If you believe in feng shui and are particularly superstitious, that's your business, but don't drag me into it.

"I've had a bit of a cold recently, so I'm not feeling very well!"

"Haha, then I'll strike while the iron is hot and take your life! You little devil!"

Jin Anrui slammed down a mahjong tile.

"You don't actually want a fourth top-tier weapon, do you?"

A bald, round-faced, pot-bellied shopkeeper with bodhi beads on his hands and a jade pendant around his neck looked at Jin Anrui with a smile and asked.

Jin Anrui nodded repeatedly, looking quite serious.

"It's very possible! I have an exceptionally good hand, so be careful when you play, or I might just win four perfect hands in a row!"

"Oh dear, I'd better be careful! Otherwise, I might lose everything tonight!"

The bald boss looked anxious and nervous. He carefully picked up a tile, looked left and right, thought for two or three seconds, and then played a mahjong tile.

Duan Guangzhong felt a sudden wave of nausea watching this guy's performance.

What are you pretending for?

You embezzled state-owned assets, monopolized long-distance passenger transport, monopolized the sand and gravel business, ran a nightclub, and engaged in usury...

You're already fucking rich, so even if you lose hundreds of thousands in one night, it's just a drop in the ocean for you.

They lost everything, not even their underwear... Can you put it any more dramatically?

After drawing a tile, Duan Guangzhong casually threw out a "One of Bamboo" tile.

"Why is Brother Duan playing cards with Old Jin so early?"

The boss sitting to Duan Guangzhong's right wore glasses and looked refined, but was actually quite ruthless.

I was an unemployed hooligan for a while, stealing train cars and robbing trucks. I almost got executed during a crackdown.

Later, I met a guy who dealt in rare and endangered plants and animals protected by the state, exchanging high-quality fake artifacts for genuine ones.

Having accumulated substantial capital, they ventured into numerous sectors including tobacco, real estate, engineering, and commerce, and their assets have long since reached the tens of billions.

The things he did deserved to be executed ten times over, but thanks to the protection of many people, he, like the bald man, was not included in the list of those targeted in the anti-gang campaign.

Even recently, the construction project he undertook resulted in the forced demolition of residents at low prices, which injured many protesting villagers, and one of them was critically ill and almost died.

As for his business rivals over the years, none of them escaped threats and intimidation; some were even chased and attacked in the street, nearly losing their lives.

Those who reported him for selling fake jade, fake cordyceps, fake cigarettes, fake alcohol, and so on in the malls often met with bad ends. The worst case involved someone whose hands and feet were severed and whose tongue was chopped off in half.

His ruthlessness also lies in the fact that after he became rich and powerful, he did not even spare his relatives, friends and neighbors.

He wanted to build an incredibly grand ancestral tomb in his hometown, as well as a luxurious detached villa. Anyone who disagreed with his land use would be beaten until they agreed. When his second uncle called him a beast, he locked the person in the sheep pen.

It's understandable that he would retaliate against those who looked down on him and insulted him, but he enjoys abusing women. When his mother called him crazy, he actually sent his own mother to a mental hospital.

Such a heinous person, dressed in a refined and scholarly manner, perfectly embodies the meaning of "a beast in human form."

"I am Jin Lao's soldier. Whatever he fights, I will fight!"

As soon as Duan Guangzhong said this, everyone burst into laughter.

"Then I'll also play the 'one of the chickens' and keep up with the two leaders!"

The bespectacled shopkeeper grinned and drew out a "one of bamboo" card, which he then played.

"Follow me and play One of Bamboo, heh heh, I'm short of cards, you guys keep playing!"

As he spoke, Jin Anrui played another three of a kind.

"Just give me these three stripes, then I can make a pair!"

The bald man said with great sorrow and regret.

"Then I'll sell it to you for 30,000 yuan, do you want it?"

Jin Anrui slammed the three of bamboo tiles onto the mahjong table with a thud.

"Yes, yes, I want your cards, not just 30,000, I'd take them even 300,000! I'm just afraid Duan Shuji and the other two won't agree!"

Duan Guangzhong immediately put on a stern face and said, feigning anger:

"Of course I disagree! Who buys or sells tiles at a mahjong table? Let's play quickly, I want to be the best this time!"

"Really? Then I'd better be careful, lest I pick two top-tier items in one game!"

The bald man carefully took out a five-coin.

"Haha, I'm going to challenge!"

Jin Anrui laughed heartily and reached out to take the five cakes.

Then he pushed over three fives of tiles from the row of mahjong tiles in front of him.

"Did you all see that clearly? I didn't cheat or renege; I genuinely drew the tile!"

After arranging the four fives of coins in a row, Jin Anrui reached out with a smile to take the cards.

"Hey, this hand is amazing! Watch out, I might just get another incredible hand this time!"

"My goodness, you're having such great luck at cards tonight!"

"I'm impressed! You're truly possessed by the God of Gamblers!"

The bespectacled man and the bald man were praising and complimenting each other.

Duan Guangzhong didn't speak, he just smiled.

These two are such drama queens.

They're all expert cheaters; they've already calculated the course of the game, yet they're still pretending.

However, based on Duan Guangzhong's understanding of the two of them, Jin Anrui definitely wouldn't be able to get a fourth top-tier item this time.

Four top-quality items in a row is just too fake.

It's obvious without even guessing that the two of them will definitely try to win the hand and get some money back.

This way, you won't run out of chips, and you'll still have money to keep playing.

At the same time, it will also make Jin Anrui feel particularly unwilling because he failed, and want to continue fighting.

Amidst laughter and chatter, the game unfolded exactly as Duan Guangzhong had predicted.

Jin Anrui was pushing and shoving, looking very imposing, as if he was going to become the fourth top-tier product.

But the final card that was supposed to be the last one never appeared.

On the contrary, Duan Guangzhong, whose hand was not particularly good, gained a lot of points because of winning on the draw.

"Haha, I'm so sorry, I won with a winning hand on the second tile!"

Although Duan Guangzhong had expected this, he still pretended to be very surprised and happy.

In contrast, Jin Anrui...

There was a bang.

He slammed the mahjong tiles heavily on the table.

"Damn it, where's my nine of coins? I've already got four eights of coins, but where are the three nines of coins?"

"They're all here with me! That's why I couldn't get any tiles to meld. Turns out you were the one waiting for the winning tile!"

"I……"

A string of profanities instantly spilled from Jin Anrui's mouth.

Although the insults were harsh, everyone knew they were just saying it casually.

really.

Although Jin Anrui was cursing and swearing, he was very decisive in giving out the chips.

He then impatiently pressed the button, raising the central control panel of the machine.

With both hands, he shoveled and pushed the mahjong tiles that had been played down to shuffle the deck.

"Hurry, hurry, Xiao Duan!"

Duan Guangzhong quickly pressed the dice-shaking button.

The dice spun rapidly, but Duan Guangzhong, who had just won quite a bit, felt no joy at all.

It's not because Jin Anrui can win money recklessly and play however he wants, while I have to be timid and hesitant.

It wasn't because this game was predetermined; the two big bosses simply wouldn't dare to win their and Jin Anrui's money.

In the end, Jin Anrui will definitely win the most, while I will win a small amount. Both of the big bosses will lose badly because of 'bad luck'.

The real reason he couldn't be happy was that he always felt uneasy.

I have a feeling that this inspection team that came to crack down on organized crime is different from the last one that came to fight corruption.

It's as if they came with a mission, determined to solve a major case and create a huge commotion in Haiqing.

But what about Jin Anrui?

Surprisingly, they remained calm and unperturbed, seemingly unconcerned.

He continued to neglect his duties and indulge in pleasure.

He even gambled heavily with two notorious and ruthless businessmen.

The hotel where the inspection team is staying is less than a ten-minute drive from here!

If this isn't defying the rules, what is it?

Even though no one dared to check the rooms on the top floor of the Xiping Haoya Hotel, Duan Guangzhong was still terrified.

When you're feeling anxious and uneasy, how can you possibly concentrate on playing cards?

Since we're already here, we can't leave without having a good time with Jin Anrui.

So at this moment, Duan Guangzhong really wished he had caught a cold, preferably with a fever and hospitalization for a few days to recuperate.

Unfortunately……

The more you think about getting sick, the less likely you are to actually get sick.

Just as the more Jin Anrui wanted the game to end quickly, the more enthusiastic he became.

"Are we going to have to play all night again tonight?"

Duan Guangzhong felt a deep bitterness in his heart.