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Chapter 882

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    The next morning, Zhou Ze drove the only car left in the study, carrying Yingying, and set off.

    Ask why is it the only one left?

    Don't ask, just go to the old way if you ask.

    With the car music on, Huai¡¯an is not very far from Tongcheng, but it¡¯s not very close. Although they are all in the same province, Huai¡¯an has not yet opened bullet trains or high-speed rail, so you have to take a green train for more than four hours.  Or he could drive by himself. Considering that he had to find the village after arriving in Huai'an, Boss Zhou still chose to drive.

    Yingying was sitting in the co-pilot seat, peeling melon seeds for Zhou Ze. She wanted to take over the driving of the boss. After all, she also had a driver's license, but she was directly rejected by Zhou Ze.

    Some other female drivers may occasionally be at a loss when dealing with emergencies because they are relatively timid, but it is the opposite for Yingying. Anyway, she is fine in a car accident.

    come come come

    Hurt each other!

    After a four-hour drive, after getting off the expressway and entering downtown Huai'an, Boss Zhou first drove the car to Huai'an Zhou Weiren Memorial Hall because he was on the way;

    After taking Yingying to visit inside, I went to visit the former residence of Wu Chengen.

    Huai'an is worth talking about. In fact, there are only these few scenic spots. There is also an ancient town in Hexia, but it is a place that even the locals don't bother to go.

    In the evening, Zhou Ze found a restaurant and had dinner with Yingying.

    It's not that Boss Zhou is doing foreign work here on purpose, it's purely because the small words in the lines below the painting indicate that he can only enter the village from eight o'clock in the evening to midnight.

    After the meal, Zhou Ze set off again. The coordinates of the village were not in the urban area, but it was not very far from the urban area. He stopped at the corner of Lianshui District.

    Surrounded by farmland, Boss Zhou got out of the car and lit a cigarette. The evening breeze brought a bit of warmth and coolness, which made people very comfortable.

    A few days ago, it was a little hot and dry. Recently, the cold air has moved southward. For Zhou Ze and Yingying who like coolness, the climate is indeed much more comfortable.

    The imaginary scene of "Spirited Away" did not appear, and there was no excitement similar to a ghost market. Boss Zhou is not an ordinary person, so naturally it is impossible for him to stand here and be surrounded by ghosts.  The drop screen appears.

    This is also strange,

    It is obviously a village that made its fortune by gambling,

    Even if it is a ghost business,

    How to make money if there are few customers?

    The four young men only said that their mother-in-law was dying of a serious illness, but they didn't say that their village was under siege, and their voices should have continued as usual.

    "Boss, it's time."

    Zhou Ze nodded, stretched out his finger, a little bit of ghostly energy condensed on his fingertips, and pointed forward casually.

    Well, all the instructions under the picture scroll have been completed.

    The next step is to look at the reaction of the other side.

    The reaction on the other side was quick. As soon as Zhou Ze withdrew his finger, a lantern appeared in front of him. The lantern was getting closer and closer. When he got close, Zhou Ze saw a figure holding the lantern.

    This is not a vague name, but because the lantern is really a shadow shining on the ground.

    "Squeak"

    In the farmland in front of him, his vision was distorted for a while, and then a bronze-colored gate appeared in front of Zhou Ze. The gate was half-open, and there were lights flickering inside, and the noise of people could be heard vaguely.

    "please¡­¡­"

    The shadow under the lantern spoke.

    If other people encountered this scene here, they might have all sorts of strange reactions, but for Boss Zhou, who has even made a fuss in hell, no matter what Western scenes appear, he is not surprised at all.

    Zhou Ze and Yingying walked in, and there was a dark corridor inside, but it was not very long. After lifting the slightly worn-out curtain in front, the scene of the casino that Boss Zhou imagined did not appear.

    In front of him was a vermilion round table, plus simple chairs, surrounded by dark red curtains, the area was very large and spacious.

    On the table, there are drinks and delicacies.

    But the food here, Boss Zhou will never touch it. His appetite has just improved a little because of the appearance of Bi'anhua Oral Liquid, and he doesn't want to go back to before liberation overnight.

    The lantern itself floated in the corner, and the shadow disappeared.

    Zhou Ze was familiar with himself, without any stage fright, he sat down on the chair directly, picked up the wine glass, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, the wine was very delicious.Happy New Years.

    at the same time,

    Qing's two little friends are still in Jinling arresting that guy. If they knew that the guy had just recharged, maybe they wouldn't be so relaxed, right?

    Zhou Ze leaned back slightly and said:

    "I would like to gamble and admit defeat, what do you want me to do?"

    "Because, you are his guarantor in this game."

    Guarantor?

    Why do you feel like applying for a loan and a credit card?

    "Um, it's because he still has winnings that he didn't have time to take away, so he needs to hand them over to me?"

    Thinking about it this way, Zhou Ze seems that even the smell of decay is not so offensive. It seems that this mansion is honest and meticulous, and this woman is also a person who values ??integrity.

    It's not a loss to come here this time!

    The woman smiled slightly,

    The expression is a little stiff,

    road:

    "Who told you that I lost the bet?"

    "Isn't this obvious? Didn't you lose, how did you become like this?"

    Besides, although the Fu Jun cannot be equated with the God of Gamblers, there is no doubt that that kind of character is excellent and mysterious in all aspects.

    "Hehe." The woman sneered and said, "I won."

    "How can it be¡­¡­"

    "He lost."

    "Isn't it?"

    "Then, he reneged on his debt. Not only did he not give me his day, but he also took away my lifespan."

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