Reborn Global Godfather

"Fuck me! How is this possible!" The money in the hands of the Chinese man slammed on the game table.

I can't even believe this result.

"Damn! What's the matter?"

"What a ghost!"

"..."

Other gamblers slapped tables and benches, threw cigarette butts, and exploded in anger.

Wen Wen, the younger sister of the top score, stared with smoky eyes.

She couldn't believe it, and shouted to Song Sanxi: "Are you really lucky?"

Song Sanxi smiled lightly, and took a puff of cigarette.

"It's luck indeed. Come on, keep playing!"

Wenwen was a little puzzled, "Hey, brother, I lost, don't you want money?"

Song Sanxi only looked down at the board, not at the other party, and said calmly: "Forget it. It's not easy to beat a worker. From now on, just don't watch people through the door."

"Thank you, big brother! Big brother is really a good man!" Wen Wen had a happy face, expressing his affection, because he would not lose the commission of 300 yuan.

However, there is another feeling.

This gambler is different from others.

The Chinese man lost this one, and he snorted coldly at Song Sanxi, "What are you pretending? You borrowed a dollar."

Song Sanxi just glanced at him, didn't bother to pay attention, and dropped the price.

He knew that this product would not last long, and he could lose everything.

He slapped three bets on different models, all for one dollar.

"A poor ghost is a poor ghost." The Chinese man cursed in a low voice, glanced at Song Sanxi's face, and placed his bet.

His bets are different from Song Sanxi's, and they are all heavy bets.

"I don't believe it. Are you lucky to have me?"

Song Sanxi ignored it.

When the lottery was about to be drawn, there was a snap.

He stud!

The full amount under the Honda, 30 times.

Moreover, at the moment Wenwen activated the button, he placed his bet.

The audience was shocked!

Can it go like this?

But the lottery has started.

Soon, the lottery is successful!

Song Sanxi hit it again!

5550 yuan with interest!

"I'm going to be a mother!!!"

The Chinese man was almost pissed off, he didn't expect Song Sanxi's last bet to be such a coquettish operation, and he won.

The other gamblers were stunned.

Wen Wen was extremely shocked, "Brother, do you know anything?"

Song Sanxi said lightly: "Luck."

In fact, his genius mathematical logic ability has already thoroughly understood the lottery program.

As long as he is willing, he can win the bankruptcy of the entertainment city boss.

The Chinese man burst into anger, "I don't believe it, your luck will still be so good next time!"

Song Sanxi smiled: "You are welcome to fight against me."

"Just do it!"

As a result, Song Sanxi played nine hands in a row, each hand not exceeding 30 yuan, and chose three types of cars.

At the last moment, there is no squatting.

The Chinese man played against each other nine times, but he didn't win in one hand, and the money in his hand was exhausted again.

On the contrary, it was Song Sanxi who, after winning so many hands, won a little over six hundred yuan.

Song Sanxi estimated that it was almost the same.

Last hand!

He bet three different models of ten yuan, and then re-bet the BMW 200 of 3 yuan, 30 times.

This move really attracted the attention of the audience.

"I knew there would be a BMW 3! You fucking saw it this time!" The Chinese man gritted his teeth, stud!

Following Song Sanxi to get off the BMW, all the money in hand was divided up, 3000 yuan.

This guy is also impatient to lose, he really thinks that way, he is going to launch a BMW.

The other gamblers at the scene also found that Song Sanxi's luck was really good, guess this guy will count?

So, swarming, followed by BMW 3.

On the scene, there were tens of thousands of funds at a time.

Once it is issued, the entertainment city can pay more than 30 yuan.

Wenwen's complexion was a little bad, and Song Sanxi felt a little scary!

But she can't help it, the Chinese men are cold-faced and told her to draw the lottery, don't dawdle!

Wenwen can only win prizes.

result……

Certainly not the BMW 3.

Wenwen let out a long breath.

In the audience, only two gamblers followed Song Sanxi and won a small double.

The amount won by the board was 6000 yuan for Song Sanxi.

The Chinese man lost everything, his eyes were about to fly out of anger, and he grabbed Song Sanxi by the collar, "Did you fucking trust me? Didn't you?"

Song Sanxi was very calm: "Sir, I'm not trusting you. It's your own emotions that control your brain, and you lose. People, if you don't have greed and snobbish mentality, you won't lose."

"Damn! Don't come here to teach me a lesson! Today, if you don't make it clear, don't even think about walking out of this door!"

Song Sanxi shook his head and smiled, "Sir, your quality is worrying. Please let go of your hand, okay?"

"I'm not fucking loose, what can you do?"

Wenwen was a little angry, "Oh, Brother Wang, don't come here like this! This elder brother is very polite, please don't bully honest people! I would like to admit defeat, okay?"

In fact, Wenwen secretly thanked Song Sanxi.

With this one alone, her offer was worth over a thousand yuan.

Seeing Chinese men bullying Song Sanxi, she naturally wanted to say something.

But this brother Wang lost his temper and yelled directly: "Little bitch, don't talk nonsense! Today, if this kid doesn't make it clear, don't even think about leaving!"

Song Sanxi shook his head, "Sir, it's not good for you to do this. I'll say it again, please let go of your hand!"

"I'm not fucking loose... ah!!!"

Brother Wang screamed, like killing a pig.

The audience was stunned.

When he looked intently, Brother Wang actually knelt in front of Song Sanxi.

Song Sanxi broke his hand, it looked like it was broken, and he pinched it backwards.

This is simply...it hurts to look at it.

Brother Wang knelt down.

Painful face green and black, tears rolling down.

Song Sanxi kicked him out, "Sir, please don't play tricks in front of me. Wenwen, please cash it in for me!"

Let's talk, turned to look at Wenwen, and neatened his collar elegantly.

With a faint smile on his face, he is harmless to humans and animals.

But when he came out like this, the audience was shocked, and no one dared to underestimate him.

Shot fast, ruthless!

"Oh...Okay, okay..." Wenwen was a little flustered, looking at the score board in front of Song Sanxi.

She quickly counted 6000 yuan in cash, and after counting in the banknote detector, she handed it over with both hands, "Brother, you have worked hard."

Song Sanxi took the money and smiled, "Thank you. Goodbye."

Just leave after talking, never procrastinate.

All the people present are amazed and envious.

It's only one yuan, and I still borrow it, but I win six thousand an hour.

Wen Wen also called out: "Hey, big brother, what's your name?"

The word you is more polite.

Song Sanxi didn't answer, and didn't turn his head.

On the ground, Brother Wang was holding his broken hand, and he was still excited, "Damn, don't leave if you have the guts!"

After scolding, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to call someone.

Song Sanxi turned around slowly at the door, turned around, and said with a smile: "I do have kindness. She is a lovely and beautiful daughter. She wants to eat candied haws! So, I still have to go. Sir, call, I promise that before anyone comes , all limbs will be abolished for you, and you will be disabled for the rest of your life."

Words, warm.

However, the lethality is too strong.

The one surnamed Wang shuddered and dropped his cell phone on the ground.

The general psychology is like this: a man who speaks so softly is very confident, and he can't be provoked at first glance, he has a big background!

……

Starlight Kindergarten is considered a relatively good private kindergarten in Zhonghai City.

In order for the child not to lose at the starting line, Su Yourong cut down on food and clothing, and sent Tiantian here.

11 am, lunch time.

The other children were all sitting, and the dinner plates were particularly rich.

Tiantian was standing in the corner, her white and tender thin face was bruised and bruised by the teacher, and she still didn't dare to cry.

Her lunch plate has always been white rice, a few slices of poor fried cucumber, or other vegetarian dishes, plus a small bowl of seaweed soup.

At noon today, she couldn't bear it anymore, and said to the teacher: "Mr. Gao, I also want to eat meat and chicken legs, can you give me some?"

The teacher Gao Xiaoling scolded coldly: "You shit! How much does your mother earn? Has she paid for the meat meal? If you don't pay, just stand up for me! Poor little girl, I'm too lazy to serve you!"

Tiantian cried in fright and didn't want to stand.

Every time I was punished to stand, I would stand until my legs hurt and I was covered in sweat.

The teacher grabbed her small face and dragged her to the corner.

The high-heeled riding boot kicked her, and shouted: "Stand up for me! Little hands behind the back, little feet together, don't move, don't cry! If you move, you will be beaten! If you cry, you won't have anything to eat! Don't tell the adults when you go home. Otherwise, I won’t be able to beat you to death tomorrow!”

Sweet, full of fear, tears only dared to flow down her stomach.

Being beaten was terrible.

In the past, my father would beat her, slap her, kick her, and not allow her to cry.

The teacher wanted to beat her too, with thin bamboo sticks, on her back and legs, it hurt all the time...