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Yang Mei quietly asked the shop assistant where the nearby gambling house was.

He temporarily put all the things he bought outside the calligraphy and painting shop, and told Ma Youwei to take care of them.

"Mother, are you going to find Ji Li?" Ma Youwei asked.

Yang Mei nodded, "I'm walking around.

If I can find the best, if I can't find it, I will stay in the town first, and you will take your things and go home in Uncle Dazhu's bullock cart later. "

Ma Youwei opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything, and obediently agreed.

Yang Mei followed the route map dictated by the buddy just now, turned a few turns on the long street, and finally found the Changsheng casino he was talking about.

Two burly thugs were guarding the entrance of the gambling house.

As soon as Yang Mei approached, she was stopped by someone.

It seems that the gambling house also depends on the people who order the dishes, not everyone puts them in.

Old women like her are not their target customers, but they seem to come to the casino to catch the husband or son of a gambler, and they are designated to stop them.

Yang Mei narrowed her eyes and glanced at the two, and said with a half-smile: "Why, shouldn't the gambling house open its doors for business, should it accept visitors from all over the world?

You stop me because you look down on my old lady and don't welcome me in to make a fortune? "

One of the thugs with a mole on his cheek looked Yang Mei up and down, and said with a sneer, "You old woman should not come to this kind of place.

It is not easy to save two coffins, so I hurried back to hold my grandson. "

Yang Mei's face darkened.

Pooh!

What happened to the old woman?

&nbiThe most beautiful old woman!

Yang Mei took out the silver bag she was carrying in her arms and threw it away, as if 'my old lady is not short of money'.

"If you can be a 'thug' in a place like a gambling house, don't do the trick of 'persuading people to be good', only ghosts will believe it.

You don't need to worry about my old lady's coffin, but now my old lady's hands are itchy and want to go in and play a few games, will you let me go? "

The man with the mole and his companion looked at each other.

After meeting their eyes, the two agreed that the old woman in front of her was not of the same type as the one who usually came to the gambling shop to find the old man to find her son.

Since he is a real gambler, there is no reason not to let him go.

If you can't get along with anyone, you can't get along with money!

The mole thug changed his face, smiled and helped Yangmei open the door, and made a 'please' gesture.

Yang Mei swaggered into the casino.

The entrance of the casino is on the ground, but the casino is underground.

Yang Mei walked down the stone steps for a while, only then did she hear noisy voices.

The light inside the casino is a bit dimmer than outside, and the air is also very dirty.

After Yang Mei came in, she felt a little stuffy in her chest, so she could only endure the discomfort, and looked around for Ma Jili.

The appearance of Yangmei attracted the attention of many people.

There are those who are not serious, just open their mouths to say a few provocative and frivolous words.

Yang Mei came to look for her son, so she didn't bother to talk to those idiots.

Ma Jili is now being played with dice by 'Brother Little Knife'.

It's just that this time he wasn't as focused and indulging as before. Since he came in, he has been absent-minded.

"Brother Xiaodao, I have to go back first." Ma Jili finally said after chewing for a long time.

The full name of Brother Xiaodao in Ma Jili's mouth is Song Xiaodao.

Song Xiaodao is only 16 years old this year, and his family is in the town.

Father Song Dafu was in the raw chicken business.

Song Xiaodao lost his mother at the age of three. After his stepmother came in, his father Song Dafu also became a stepfather.

Being abused by his stepmother when he was a child, Song Xiaodao didn't dare to resist.

Now that he has grown up, he has reached the age of rebellion, even if his father Song Dafu wants to touch him, he has to weigh the consequences.

Filial piety is a joke in Song Xiaodao's place.

After Song Xiaodao left home, he started to do some sneaky things, and later took in a few younger brothers who were willing to hang out with him.

They are quite good at putting gold on their faces, flaunting something like "robbing the rich and helping the poor", and portraying themselves as "heroes" in the world.

In fact, they touched the rich man's silver bags on the street, but they didn't really take out the silver to help the beggars on the street, but they used it to help Changsheng Casino.

After Ma Jili heard Yang Mei's words in the morning, he was touched in his heart.

It's just that young people are thin-skinned and don't know how to say no to others.

As soon as Song Xiaodao and the others talked about it with "brotherhood", they followed others out of the painting and calligraphy shop.

Ma Jili used to think that the work in the calligraphy and painting shop was boring, and it was exciting to see it with Brother Xiaodao.

But this time, he didn't feel any stimulation other than restlessness.

"Ji Li, what's wrong with you?

Do you want to play two games yourself?

Come, come, brother, I will give you this position. "Song Xiaodao said, and really stood up from his seat.

Ma Jili waved his hands again and again, "Brother Xiaodao, I didn't mean that.

I don't want to play, I just want to tell you, I have to go back to work. "

"Ji Li, brother Xiaodao let you play, it's wrong if you're not happy!" another of Song Xiaodao's little followers, Zhu Gan, interjected.

Ma Jili was misunderstood again, anxious to explain, but suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind.

"Ma Jili, if you are an old lady, are you farting in the morning?"

Ma Jili froze instantly.

He didn't even have the courage to look back at his wife.

"You dead old woman, who are you?

When will Brother Xiaodao get your turn to teach? "The little follower yelled at Yang Mei ferociously.

Yang Mei sneered, stepped forward quickly, raised one foot and stepped on the stool that Song Xiaodao had just sat on, she was more "boss" than Song Xiaodao.

"I'm Ma Jili's mother, is it good enough to teach me a lesson?"

The little follower choked, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Ma Jili and them are brothers, brother's mother, so they can't be insulted casually.

"Mother, you...why are you here?" Ma Jili shrank his neck like a quail.

Yang Mei's heart was on fire, she slapped Ma Jili on the back of the head, let out a sigh of relief before speaking.

Song Xiaodao had a handsome face, but his eyes were a little sharp. After sizing up Yangmei, he bowed his hands respectfully to Yangmei.

"Ma'am, I'm Ji Li's good brother. I brought Ji Li over to play today. If you want to beat or scold, just come at me!"

Song Xiaodao felt that what he said was very brotherly, but Yang Mei couldn't help but sneer again.

"Young man, is he playing a Jiang Hu drama with the aunt?

The plot of brotherly loyalty, the way you opened it is obviously wrong.

If all people in the Jianghu make friends with brothers in this way, then the aunt can't help but feel sad for the Jianghu. "

Song Xiaodao is not afraid of being teased, what makes him unhappy is being questioned face to face, which makes him very embarrassed in front of other brothers.

Song Xiaodaojun's face was gloomy, and he squeezed the fist hanging by his side.

Ma Jili was afraid that Brother Xiaodao would attack his mother, so he stepped forward to protect Yang Mei.