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Chapter Seventy-One

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    Xiang Jiawei drove all the way, and it didn't take long to stop in the familiar game machine room, park the motorcycle, and then rushed straight to the fifth floor.

    Arriving there, the familiar smell of cigarettes is mixed with the sound of slot machine music, which is decadent but intoxicating.  Xiang Jiawei went straight to the bar and said to the cashier, "Give me twenty coins."

    "Oh, okay." The cashier immediately took out two coins from the plastic box with one coin and handed them to Xiang Jiawei.

    Xiang Jiawei took out 20 yuan and put it on the bar, took the coin from the cashier and walked towards the slot machine without looking at it. When he got there, he put the coin in his hand directly into the coin slot of the slot machine, and then  There was a burst of knocking on the buttons, and the slot machine was activated with a snap.

    Along with the brisk music of the slot machine, Xiang Jiawei stared at the turntable inside to see which fruit it landed on to determine his own win or loss.

    If you win, you will go to the bar counter with a smile on your face to exchange paper money. If you lose, you will go to the bar counter to exchange coins and continue. This goes back and forth several times. If you don¡¯t win, you still lose.  three hundred yuan.

    "Damn it, really memorized it!" Xiang Jiawei muttered, got up and moved to the side of the Doudizhu machine, and the employee with the upper score shouted: "Hey! Help me score 500 points, hurry up!"

    "Oh! Here we come." While agreeing to the staff on the top score, he took the keychain from his finger and opened Xiang Jiawei's machine to help Xiang Jiawei score 500 points and leave.  '

    Manipulating the handle of the machine, Xiang Jiawei concentrated on fighting with the computer in Dou Di Zhu's machine.  I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s Xiang Jiawei¡¯s luck or the Doudizhu¡¯s machine has just been adjusted by the boss. Xiang Jiawei¡¯s losses are messy.  You can continue the battle.

    No matter how persistent Xiang Jiawei was and how he refused to admit defeat, he still lost more than a thousand. Xiang Jiawei, who was upset and frustrated after losing, looked around, and there were excited people playing games everywhere. How could he say he was defeated so easily!  Seeing that the eight computers in the corner were idle, Xiang Jiawei had the idea of ??changing the computer again. Today, he had to gamble on it anyway, otherwise he really didn¡¯t know how to pass this level!

    Now that the idea came out, Xiang Jiawei's actions immediately followed.

    These eight online machines are connected by eight gambling machines. The symbols on the keyboards are all the names of cars, such as BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Porsche, and Volkswagen.  It is super exciting, and the winning and losing are doubled, attracting the attention of many gamblers.

    Since Xiang Jiawei came here to make money, he would naturally play whatever kind of machine stimulated him.

    Xiang Jiawei touched the more than 3,000 yuan in his pocket, gritted his teeth and called the scorer to help him score a few thousand points, and started the gambling tug-of-war with a serious face.

    There are always winners and losers in gambling. Xiang Jiawei won a little at first, and wanted to win more, and then slowly lost, and kept raising bets to make money, and finally lost penniless.

    Seeing that the eight online connections finally devoured his only little gambling capital, Xiang Jiawei laughed evilly in his heart, unable to restrain the despair on his face, as if something was constantly expanding in the depths of his heart,  In the end, it finally broke and disappeared without a trace.

    The muscles on Xiang Jiawei's face kept twitching, his face became distorted, his red eyes flashed with a strange red light, he stared viciously at the 8-channel connection like a beast for a while, and finally burst out: "He  Damn it!" Xiang Jiawei's fists rained down on the eight connections, thinking wildly.

    "What are you doing, you're crazy!" The staff of Shangfen rushed forward and pulled Xiang Jiawei away.

    "What did you say, say it again, I will beat you to death, and give me another 500 points." Xiang Jiawei ordered the scorer.

    "Do you still have any money? Give me the money first, and then I will give you points." The top scorer asked carefully.

    "Damn it, what are you talking about? If I tell you to do it, you can do it for me. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Are you going to do it or not?" Xiang Jiawei threatened to score.

    "If you don't have money, how can I give you a high score? If you don't have money, you can let others play." Xiang Jiawei was rejected by the high scorer.

    "Damn it, look for a beating!" Xiang Jiawei hit the door of the top scorer with a right uppercut.

    "Bang" received Xiang Jiawei's punch solidly, and he was so angry that he couldn't help shouting at the bar: "Boss, someone is making trouble."

    Immediately, the manager came over with five or six burly men, "You dare to make trouble with me, you are so impatient! Give him a hard lesson." The manager ordered the burly man.  With a whoosh, the burly man surrounded Xiang Jiawei.

    Xiang Jiawei showed no fear,The manager said: "Damn it, there is a problem with your machine. I lost tens of thousands of dollars here. What happened to you?"

    "Fart, fuck me." The steward ordered the burly man angrily.

    You punch him and kick him, and several people fight together.  Xiang Jiawei supported himself for a while with the help of alcohol, before he was beaten to the ground unable to move by these burly men.

    "Stinky boy, how do you solve it?" The steward asked Xiang Jiawei in a bad tone.

    "How can I solve it? I'll admit it today. If you have the ability, you can beat me to death." Xiang Jiawei said unconvinced.

    "Don't be so stubborn, you beat my employees and smashed my machine, I don't think I will pay you to death." The manager said angrily.

    "Huhu" At this critical moment, Xiang Jiawei's snoring came unexpectedly.

    The annoyed steward gritted his teeth: "His grandma, there is nothing I can do to meet such a rascal, first drag him to the warehouse to sleep, don't affect my business. Go back and rest too! Let you take a few days off.  "While giving instructions to the burly man, he also said to the top scorer.

    "Dinglingling" Han Tianjiao's phone rang again, and Han Tianjiao picked up the microphone in a depressed mood and said, "Hi, hello, who is it?"

    "It's me, Old Wu, is Xiang Jiawei at home?" Old Wu's gruff voice came from the other end of the phone.

    "Oh, it's Boss Wu! What can I do with him? Didn't he go to your store to buy goods? Why didn't you see him?" Han Tianjiao said to Boss Wu in confusion.

    "No! I haven't seen your Xiang Jiawei coming in the store all day. You can tell your Xiang Jiawei that he must send the money he owes me in just a few days.  "Old Wu told Han Tianjiao on the phone.

    "Waithow can I owe you a few sums of money? Did you make a mistake? Xiang Jiawei always brought cash when he went to buy goods. There shouldn't be such a thing as arrears?" Han Tianjiao hurriedly asked  Old Wu.

    "You'd better wait for Xiang Jiawei to come back and ask him yourself! You already owe me more than 28,000, how could I make a mistake! When he comes back, you can tell him and he will know." Old Wu said  Before Han Tianjiao could say anything, she had already hung up the phone.

    Han Tianjiao couldn't hold back her tears any longer, let the tears flow out of her eyes, hung up the phone, and leaned her precarious body against the shelf.  With the excitement, her face became paler, and the messy hair on her forehead added to her cuteness. The sadness on her face was full of resentment, hatred, complaints and sentimentality, like a piece of burning coal.

    There is no way, many questions must be asked face to face.  Han Tianjiao suppressed the anger that was about to erupt in her heart, and began to call Xiang Jiawei's whereabouts. She called relatives and friends almost all over the place, but she still didn't know where Xiang Jiawei was.  Copy machine: I need you for something, hurry home!

    The copy machine beeped twice, but it failed to wake up the sleeping Xiang Jiawei.  In the utility room of the game room, Xiang Jiawei was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly.

    Han Tianjiao was a little absent-minded when he went to the shop, waiting for Xiang Jiawei's return at home with mixed feelings.  It was getting dark, and the light boxes in the supermarket had been turned on. The temporary busyness relieved Han Tianjiao's anxious mood.

    Han Tianjiao was busy taking care of things in the supermarket, and had no time to distract herself from thinking about Xiang Jiawei, and the time was spinning rapidly.  The night was getting darker and darker, and the number of guests coming to patronize gradually decreased. Without the help of the guests, Han Tianjiao, who was free, suddenly felt extremely lonely.

    There were almost no footsteps of pedestrians on the road. It was long after the usual closing time. Han Tianjiao leaned against the door and looked around the road on both sides.  The road was quiet, the houses and the moonlit narrow streets were extremely empty, there was nothing, everything looked so gloomy.

    Han Tianjiao sighed sadly into the depths of the alley, turned around in disappointment and closed the door to prepare for a rest.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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