Chen Qing recruited a waiter, stuffed a few hundred-dollar bills to the other party, and then followed the waiter to the VIP door.
Two security guards guarding outside the door swept through both bodies with metal detectors before pushing open the door of the VIP room for them.
There are not many people playing cards in the VIP room, and they are all playing Saw
Chen Qing glanced at the gambler playing cards in the room. It might be because the people who were sitting in the VIP room playing cards were not rich or noble often showed their faces on TV. Many people gave Chen Qing the feeling that he had seen them somewhere.
Chen Qing held She Xiaomei and found Wang Chaoyang, who was full of red faces and was full of energy, just by looking at his appearance. Chen Qing could guess that this kid must have won a lot today.
Behind the four gamblers on this table were two bodyguards wearing sunglasses and wearing cold-hearted faces. If they didn't look at the poker and chips on the table, it would really make people misunderstand what gangster meeting they were holding.
Among the other three gamblers who played cards with Wang Chaoyang on the same table, the one who left the deepest impression on Chen Qing was not the man who sat under Wang Chaoyang with a green dragon tattooed on his neck, nor was the old man who was short and thin and looked like a big horse monkey on his face, but the middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance as an uncle next door.
Because Chen Qing could feel a mysterious energy from him that made him feel very comfortable, and the strange energy hidden in his body began to get restless and restless as if he met an old friend.
The middle-aged man also felt the restlessness of Chen Qing's energy. His body shook significantly, but his face quickly returned to his plain expression. While playing cards, he observed Chen Qing without leaving any trace.
Where to go and play with your cousin! Chen Qing patted She Xiaomei's white and tender little face twice, pointed to She Qian, who was sitting on the sofa next to her, reading a fashion magazine, and said
Well! She Xiaomei responded obediently, let go of Chen Qing's arm and ran aside to whisper to her cousin.
It seems that your kid is very lucky tonight! Chen Qing walked behind Wang Chaoyang, looked at the bargaining chips with at least two million US dollars in front of him, and said with a smile
Maybe he stepped on the shit before boarding the boat. He was so angry tonight that he won more than 1.6 million in less than two hours! Wang Chaoyang said excitedly to Chen Qing next to him.
Chaoyang Jun, don't be too proud. Nothing can happen before the gambling game is over. Only those who laugh the most will laugh the sweetest! The old man opposite Wang Chaoyang was fucking very stiff and with a clear Japanese accent and said sour Mandarin, looking at his unlucky look, it was obvious that he would lose the most tonight.
"Japanese?" Chen Qing frowned and asked Wang Chaoyang
From the Japanese pirates invading the border in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the Sino-Japanese War of 1895 in the late Qing Dynasty, to the modern full-scale aggression against China, and the increasingly fierce Diaoyu Island dispute over the past decade, the "traditional friendship" between China and Japan can be said to be a long history.
As a Chinese, although Chen Qing is not as vengeful as the angry young people on the Internet who shout to kill all Japanese pigs every day, like most of his peers, he has received Japanese education since childhood and has no favoritism for these Japanese dwarfs. To put it in a classic saying that was once very popular on the Internet, "Because I am Chinese, I hate Japanese!"
"Yeah!" Wang Chaoyang said to Chen Qing in a low voice: "This old man is Takeda Aoki, and he is the president of Japan'Inagawa Corporation"
"Chinese, I can't go back if I have something to say, are you still playing Ah!" Takeda Aoki, who had lost nearly two million dollars, was feeling unhappy. Seeing Wang Chaoyang and Chen Qing muttering something, he shouted impatiently.
"Chinese!" This title means a heavy and humiliating history of blood and tears for the Chinese. The Chinese are no less disgusted with this title than the Jews' hatred for the term "Nazi"
Suddenly, the atmosphere at the gambling table suddenly became tense. The man with a green dragon tattooed on his neck was about to stand up and be brutally slapped, but the middle-aged man opposite him stopped him with his eyes and sat back on his seat angrily.
"Brother Chen Qing, why do you look so ugly?" She Xiaomei, who was chatting with her cousin, ran over at this time, without feeling the tense atmosphere here at all. She shook Chen Qing's arm and asked innocently
"It's nothing, your brother Chen Qing is about to tell everyone a joke!" Chen Qing squeezed out a smile to She Xiaomei, and then took it seriously and told everyone a joke;
There was once a famous American journalist who asked when interviewing Japanese Prime Minister Junjiro Koto: "Prime Minister, during World War II, were there a large number of comfort women in the Japanese army?"
Prime Minister Xiaodog replied: "Yes, this question does exist before World War II. There were no comfort women in our army, so we could only live on ourselves. All of us are also called Japanese during World War II. Because there were comfort women who could live on us, we did not need to live on ourselves. So we were also called 'Japanese Army' at that time."
The American reporter asked curiously again: "So does the name of the Japanese army's 'masturbation team' have any special meaning?"
Upon hearing this, the little dog Prime Minister immediately jumped up and pointed at the American reporter and cursed: "In order to get the post-war assistance from you Americans, all our Japanese flower girls went to sleep with you American men. We Japanese men have no women to live in, so we have to solve our physiological needs with our hands. What is the name of the Japanese army not called the "masturbation team"?"
"Haha..." Everyone at the gambling table laughed, except Takeda Aoki and the two bodyguards behind him
"Baga!" Takeda Aoki stood up with a blue face, staring at Chen Qing with indifferent expression
If you can kill someone, even if Chen Qing has nine lives in the year of the cat, he is not enough to kill Takeda Aoki. Instead, there are two Japanese bodyguards behind Takeda Aoki who don’t understand Chinese. They don’t have any temper and still have a cool expression.
"Brother, I'm still a crow!" Chen Qing's gentle words made everyone laugh again
Two bodyguards wearing a standard suit of Japanese underworld elements behind Takeda Aoki, who finally realized that the target of everyone was mocking their boss. After touching the waist, he remembered that the weapon had been handed over to the security guard of the gambling boat when he entered the door, but he still moved his joints all over his body to help the boss get back his face.
"Don't do anything randomly!" Takeda Aoki hurriedly raised his hand to stop the stupid behavior of the two subordinates
Takeda Aoki knew very well that this gambling ship actually belonged to the Russian mafia, and it was very stupid to make trouble here.
Moreover, the two bodyguards behind the young man opposite could tell at a glance that they were hard-footed corners from the army. His two men were not sure that they could knock down the other party, not to mention that if they really started, there were two other bodyguards behind the Chinese at the gambling table, and they would definitely not stand by.
Although Takeda Aoki looked down on the Chinese, he was not as arrogant as he thought that his two subordinates could deal with six Chinese bodyguards.
At this time, Takeda Aoki calmed down and smiled and said to Chen Qing, who was standing behind Wang Chaoyang, "Are you interested in playing a few games with me, the old man, each person prepares five million US dollars in chips for the minimum of 2,000 yuan per game, and bet until one party loses all?"
"This..." Chen Qing didn't expect that this old Japanese man would bet with him, so he couldn't help but hesitate
Chen Qing is actually not afraid of the Japanese old man in front of him. What he really cares about is the middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance next to him. Chen Qing suspected that he was also a person with superpowers like him.
Since Chen Qing can sense the fluctuations of energy in his body, the other party can also sense the fluctuations of energy in Chen Qing's body. If Takeda Aoki now bets, he will undoubtedly expose the secret of his superpowers to the other party's eyes. This is a very dangerous thing.
Just as Chen Qing was about to find an excuse to refuse to bet with Takeda Aoki, Takeda Aoki on the opposite side laughed wildly and deliberately yelled at the two bodyguards behind him in English: "The Chinese nation is a nation that can only talk. When our great Japanese Imperial Army annexed the three northeastern provinces, the Chinese only dared to protest with each other!"
"I'll bet with you!" Faced with such insults from Takeda Aoki to the Chinese nation, Chen Qing could no longer do anything else. She sat down in the seat that Wang Chaoyang gave out, and wrote a check of five million US dollars with a gloomy face for the waiter to exchange it for chips
Two security guards guarding outside the door swept through both bodies with metal detectors before pushing open the door of the VIP room for them.
There are not many people playing cards in the VIP room, and they are all playing Saw
Chen Qing glanced at the gambler playing cards in the room. It might be because the people who were sitting in the VIP room playing cards were not rich or noble often showed their faces on TV. Many people gave Chen Qing the feeling that he had seen them somewhere.
Chen Qing held She Xiaomei and found Wang Chaoyang, who was full of red faces and was full of energy, just by looking at his appearance. Chen Qing could guess that this kid must have won a lot today.
Behind the four gamblers on this table were two bodyguards wearing sunglasses and wearing cold-hearted faces. If they didn't look at the poker and chips on the table, it would really make people misunderstand what gangster meeting they were holding.
Among the other three gamblers who played cards with Wang Chaoyang on the same table, the one who left the deepest impression on Chen Qing was not the man who sat under Wang Chaoyang with a green dragon tattooed on his neck, nor was the old man who was short and thin and looked like a big horse monkey on his face, but the middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance as an uncle next door.
Because Chen Qing could feel a mysterious energy from him that made him feel very comfortable, and the strange energy hidden in his body began to get restless and restless as if he met an old friend.
The middle-aged man also felt the restlessness of Chen Qing's energy. His body shook significantly, but his face quickly returned to his plain expression. While playing cards, he observed Chen Qing without leaving any trace.
Where to go and play with your cousin! Chen Qing patted She Xiaomei's white and tender little face twice, pointed to She Qian, who was sitting on the sofa next to her, reading a fashion magazine, and said
Well! She Xiaomei responded obediently, let go of Chen Qing's arm and ran aside to whisper to her cousin.
It seems that your kid is very lucky tonight! Chen Qing walked behind Wang Chaoyang, looked at the bargaining chips with at least two million US dollars in front of him, and said with a smile
Maybe he stepped on the shit before boarding the boat. He was so angry tonight that he won more than 1.6 million in less than two hours! Wang Chaoyang said excitedly to Chen Qing next to him.
Chaoyang Jun, don't be too proud. Nothing can happen before the gambling game is over. Only those who laugh the most will laugh the sweetest! The old man opposite Wang Chaoyang was fucking very stiff and with a clear Japanese accent and said sour Mandarin, looking at his unlucky look, it was obvious that he would lose the most tonight.
"Japanese?" Chen Qing frowned and asked Wang Chaoyang
From the Japanese pirates invading the border in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the Sino-Japanese War of 1895 in the late Qing Dynasty, to the modern full-scale aggression against China, and the increasingly fierce Diaoyu Island dispute over the past decade, the "traditional friendship" between China and Japan can be said to be a long history.
As a Chinese, although Chen Qing is not as vengeful as the angry young people on the Internet who shout to kill all Japanese pigs every day, like most of his peers, he has received Japanese education since childhood and has no favoritism for these Japanese dwarfs. To put it in a classic saying that was once very popular on the Internet, "Because I am Chinese, I hate Japanese!"
"Yeah!" Wang Chaoyang said to Chen Qing in a low voice: "This old man is Takeda Aoki, and he is the president of Japan'Inagawa Corporation"
"Chinese, I can't go back if I have something to say, are you still playing Ah!" Takeda Aoki, who had lost nearly two million dollars, was feeling unhappy. Seeing Wang Chaoyang and Chen Qing muttering something, he shouted impatiently.
"Chinese!" This title means a heavy and humiliating history of blood and tears for the Chinese. The Chinese are no less disgusted with this title than the Jews' hatred for the term "Nazi"
Suddenly, the atmosphere at the gambling table suddenly became tense. The man with a green dragon tattooed on his neck was about to stand up and be brutally slapped, but the middle-aged man opposite him stopped him with his eyes and sat back on his seat angrily.
"Brother Chen Qing, why do you look so ugly?" She Xiaomei, who was chatting with her cousin, ran over at this time, without feeling the tense atmosphere here at all. She shook Chen Qing's arm and asked innocently
"It's nothing, your brother Chen Qing is about to tell everyone a joke!" Chen Qing squeezed out a smile to She Xiaomei, and then took it seriously and told everyone a joke;
There was once a famous American journalist who asked when interviewing Japanese Prime Minister Junjiro Koto: "Prime Minister, during World War II, were there a large number of comfort women in the Japanese army?"
Prime Minister Xiaodog replied: "Yes, this question does exist before World War II. There were no comfort women in our army, so we could only live on ourselves. All of us are also called Japanese during World War II. Because there were comfort women who could live on us, we did not need to live on ourselves. So we were also called 'Japanese Army' at that time."
The American reporter asked curiously again: "So does the name of the Japanese army's 'masturbation team' have any special meaning?"
Upon hearing this, the little dog Prime Minister immediately jumped up and pointed at the American reporter and cursed: "In order to get the post-war assistance from you Americans, all our Japanese flower girls went to sleep with you American men. We Japanese men have no women to live in, so we have to solve our physiological needs with our hands. What is the name of the Japanese army not called the "masturbation team"?"
"Haha..." Everyone at the gambling table laughed, except Takeda Aoki and the two bodyguards behind him
"Baga!" Takeda Aoki stood up with a blue face, staring at Chen Qing with indifferent expression
If you can kill someone, even if Chen Qing has nine lives in the year of the cat, he is not enough to kill Takeda Aoki. Instead, there are two Japanese bodyguards behind Takeda Aoki who don’t understand Chinese. They don’t have any temper and still have a cool expression.
"Brother, I'm still a crow!" Chen Qing's gentle words made everyone laugh again
Two bodyguards wearing a standard suit of Japanese underworld elements behind Takeda Aoki, who finally realized that the target of everyone was mocking their boss. After touching the waist, he remembered that the weapon had been handed over to the security guard of the gambling boat when he entered the door, but he still moved his joints all over his body to help the boss get back his face.
"Don't do anything randomly!" Takeda Aoki hurriedly raised his hand to stop the stupid behavior of the two subordinates
Takeda Aoki knew very well that this gambling ship actually belonged to the Russian mafia, and it was very stupid to make trouble here.
Moreover, the two bodyguards behind the young man opposite could tell at a glance that they were hard-footed corners from the army. His two men were not sure that they could knock down the other party, not to mention that if they really started, there were two other bodyguards behind the Chinese at the gambling table, and they would definitely not stand by.
Although Takeda Aoki looked down on the Chinese, he was not as arrogant as he thought that his two subordinates could deal with six Chinese bodyguards.
At this time, Takeda Aoki calmed down and smiled and said to Chen Qing, who was standing behind Wang Chaoyang, "Are you interested in playing a few games with me, the old man, each person prepares five million US dollars in chips for the minimum of 2,000 yuan per game, and bet until one party loses all?"
"This..." Chen Qing didn't expect that this old Japanese man would bet with him, so he couldn't help but hesitate
Chen Qing is actually not afraid of the Japanese old man in front of him. What he really cares about is the middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance next to him. Chen Qing suspected that he was also a person with superpowers like him.
Since Chen Qing can sense the fluctuations of energy in his body, the other party can also sense the fluctuations of energy in Chen Qing's body. If Takeda Aoki now bets, he will undoubtedly expose the secret of his superpowers to the other party's eyes. This is a very dangerous thing.
Just as Chen Qing was about to find an excuse to refuse to bet with Takeda Aoki, Takeda Aoki on the opposite side laughed wildly and deliberately yelled at the two bodyguards behind him in English: "The Chinese nation is a nation that can only talk. When our great Japanese Imperial Army annexed the three northeastern provinces, the Chinese only dared to protest with each other!"
"I'll bet with you!" Faced with such insults from Takeda Aoki to the Chinese nation, Chen Qing could no longer do anything else. She sat down in the seat that Wang Chaoyang gave out, and wrote a check of five million US dollars with a gloomy face for the waiter to exchange it for chips
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