Chapter 232 Let’s Bet

Among the water and clouds, the lights are brightly lit and the warm breeze blows.

Ye Tianlong drove his Lamborghini across the parking lot, opened the door, and pulled Dai Mingzi out.

If something hadn't happened to Nangong Xiong, Ye Tianlong wouldn't have come here for three to five months.

In addition to the vivid conflict with Wu Bagui, I almost had a falling out with Ning Hongzhuang. It was a bit embarrassing to come here with her Supreme Card to spend money, but unfortunately I had to come over in the end.

"Hello, Mr. Ye, hello Miss Dai."

As soon as the two of them reached the steps of the club, the security guard and the receptionist greeted them politely, with respect and surprise in their eyes.

In addition to knowing that Ye Tianlong is the supreme guest, many people have seen Ye Tianlong's toughness. Who doesn't sigh with emotion when Wu Bagui was kicked?

What surprised them most was that after the incident that night, Ye Tianlong, who was supposed to be killed by revenge, was alive and well, but Wu Bagui died.

Whether it was luck or conspiracy, they all felt that they should worship Ye Tianlong.

"Fourth floor."

Dai Mingzi gave the waiter a room number: "Mr. Liu and Miss Xu's room."

"Master Ye, Miss Dai, please come this way."

The tall waiter bowed slightly, and then led the two people up to the fourth floor. Soon, Ye Tianlong arrived at the fourth floor.

The decoration on the fourth floor is not luxurious and luxurious, but more of a simple and elegant one. Looking at the guide map, there are more than 20 rooms on the third floor, and each room has gambling equipment.

There are also four billiards and table tennis tables placed in the hall, and a dozen people are playing enthusiastically.

At first glance, this place is just a place for entertainment activities, but Ye Tianlong clearly discovered that the guests coming here have only two expressions, either smiling or gloomy. There is no doubt that there are only winners and losers here.

Dai Mingzi also added: "This is Xiao'ao City."

"Don't look at the lack of places, you can bet on everything, bet on horse racing, football, Mark Six Lottery, even cricket fights, the daily flow of money is scary."

Dai Mingzi sighed quietly: "The minimum bet is 100 yuan, and there is no upper limit. Someone once bet 80 million yuan in one night."

Ye Tianlong laughed: "What a great place."

While speaking, Ye Tianlong took a deep breath. He felt that the air in the room was particularly dull.

He raised his head and scanned the sky above the house and found that there were few vents. Ye Tianlong's lips curled up into a smile, guessing that the owner of the club did this on purpose.

Chaotic air can easily make people confused, and gambling can be endless. Coupled with the free drinks provided during the period, 90% of people who enter here will lose their money.

Room 403, the destination of Ye Tianlong and Dai Mingzi.

Under the guidance of the beautiful waiter who twisted his waist, Ye Tianlong opened the door where bursts of laughter came from. As the two people appeared in the room, the sound inside suddenly stopped.

Ye Tianlong and Dai Mingzi saw Nangong Xiong, who was blushing, and more than a dozen fashionable men and women laughing and mocking the stagnant wine glasses.

Ye Tianlong also saw Liu Yongkang and Xu Jiajia also there, surrounded by a young girl.

The girl is in her early twenties, barely a few years older than Dai Mingzi. She is covered in jewels and has a beauty worthy of a man's surprise.

She is about 1.7 meters tall, with double eyelids, an oval face, and a small cherry mouth. She has an indescribable nobility in her movements and looks quite like the delicate look of the popular actress Wen Bixia in the past.

"Mingzi, Ye...brother, why are you here?"

Nangong Xiong, who was drunk, shook his groggy head, looked at Ye Tianlong and Dai Mingzi who appeared in surprise, and then shouted angrily:

"Lan Xiaomo, Liu Yongkang, Xu Jiajia, you and I are going to bet tonight, why do you call Mingzi over?"

He took the mahjong and slapped it hard: "I haven't finished losing yet, let's play four more rounds."

Xu Jiajia smiled sweetly: "You haven't lost yet? Nangong Xiong, you should ask, what else do you have to lose? By the way, you still owe a lot."

Dai Mingzi looked at Nangong Xiong who was mostly unbuttoned and looking slightly drunk, then looked at the mahjong tiles stacked on the table, walked to the table, his pretty face was as cold as ever:

"Nangong Xiong, stop playing. How can you possibly outplay them? Get up and go back, or we will break up our friendship in the future."

Nangong Xiong obviously listened to Dai Mingzi's words. He bit his lip and stood up unsteadily. He almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Ye Tianlong's eyes were quick and he caught him quickly:

"Be careful, you're too drunk."

Nangong Xiong glanced at Ye Tianlong and smiled awkwardly. According to his promise, he should call Ye Tianlong brother, but he couldn't.

Moreover, Ye Tianlong had a close relationship with Dai Mingzi, which also made him feel a little resistant, so he reluctantly squeezed out two words: "Thank you."

At this moment, Dai Mingzi was looking at Lan Xiaomo and Xu Jiajia: "Lan Xiaomo, if you have something to do, come to me. Why do you deal with Nangong Xiong?"

"How much money does he owe you? I'll pay it for him!"

Liu Yongkang and Xu Jiajia wanted to speak out, but Lan Xiaomo waved their hands to stop them. She smiled: "Dai Mingzi, you really protect your shortcomings."

"No, it should be said that you are really rich, 30 million, and you can bear it without even frowning? I have always been dissatisfied with you, but today, I am completely convinced."

"thirty million?"

Ye Tianlong and Dai Mingzi both had a look of surprise in their eyes. They didn't expect Nangong Xiong to play so hard. They thought this mahjong game could hold up to 108,000 yuan.

Thirty million is not a small number. Ye Tianlong saved Jue Wen's life for only fifty million. He couldn't help but feel that the rich are the rich. It would be great to give him this money.

Dai Mingzi looked at Nangong Xiong, who was bowing his head: "Did you lose 30 million to them?"

"To be precise, it's 40.38 million."

Lan Xiaomo held his hands on his plump chest, crossed his legs, and looked at the three of them with interest: "Ten million, he used a 93-square-meter river-view room and the Ferrari at the door of the club to pay for it."

"I am a person of benevolence and righteousness, and I have wiped out a fraction of the 380,000 yuan. He still owes me 30 million yuan."

"Dai Mingzi, if you want to protect his shortcomings and stand up for him, then take out 30 million."

"If you can't take it out, you can't leave. If you want to leave, I'll call Nangong's family directly."

Lan Xiaomo was very happy: "His father is the vice president of the newspaper group, and his mother is the second-in-command of the Finance Department. I believe he can get 30 million."

Xu Jiajia smiled and agreed: "If his parents can't get it, then I will throw the IOU to the media, and I can sell it for at least three to five million."

She patted a piece of paper with black and white writing on it, which was undoubtedly Nangong Xiong's 'deed of betrayal'.

Ye Tianlong watched all this with great interest, then took a few steps back and leaned on a long table.

His fingers were playing with the black pen on the table, and he was still making sketches in the opinion book, as if the matter in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Nangong Xiong's face changed drastically: "You can't call them!"

Once this matter gets serious, not only will he be punished by his family, but his father and mother will also be pressured by public opinion, and they may all have to resign.

With a calm smile on her face, Lan Xiaomo's pretty face suddenly sank. She stared at Ye Tianlong and Dai Mingzi and shouted coldly:

"If you can't give them a phone number, then give them money quickly. Aren't you, Dai Mingzi, as rich as anyone in the country? Aren't you always protective of your friends? You can't afford a mere 30 million? Or don't you want to take it?"

"I'll give you ten minutes. I haven't seen San Wan by then. Jiajia and Yongkang. One of you calls Nangong's family, and the other calls the media."

Lan Xiaomo's expression became fierce: "If you can bear the consequences, then get out. If you can't bear it, then give me the money quickly."

"Don't mess around!"

Nangong Xiong shouted: "I'm collecting money, give me a little more time, 30 million, I won't miss you a penny."

He also reminded Dai Mingzi: "Mingzi, you can't bear my debt. I will take care of it. You must not pay me."

The wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Nangong Xiong made several calls, but they were all rejected.

"I'll give you this money!"

Dai Mingzi took out a card and was about to throw it on the table: "Give me the note."

Ye Tianlong caught it and put it in his pocket, then smiled and said: "Mingzi, I am your man. If you give money, you have to ask for my permission."

He pulled out a chair and sat down: "Didn't you learn the marriage law?"

Dai Mingzi had a dark look on his face, and Nangong Xiong's eyes were red and a little sad.

Liu Yongkang and Xu Jiajia slapped the table: "Ye Tianlong, what do you mean? You don't want Nangong Xiong to go back?"

Ye Tianlong glanced at Nangong Xiong, smiled lightly and said: "He is my little brother, so of course I want to take him back."

Lan Xiaomo looked at Ye Tianlong with interest: "Are you Dai Mingzi's boyfriend?"

"Replacement guaranteed."

Ye Tianlong's mouth raised a smile:

"But this question is not important. What is important is that we have another bet."