Wang Jianjun finally convinced Xiaozhuang to join the group, but he didn't expect that this old man would dare to come out to intercept the gang, so he said coldly: "God of Gambling, right? Do you think I can learn your gambling skills?"

Upon hearing this, the old man walked to Wang Jianjun, took a serious turn, and then said seriously: "You can't do it. Your body does not have the spirituality of Xiaozhuang. You should go to the innermost prison. The tough character inside is more suitable for your type!"

Wang Jianjun was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't hear what I meant, but he was deliberately pretending to be crazy!

Before Wang Jianjun wanted to cut off the old man, Xiaozhuang said: "Brother Jun, I want to try it. Whether it succeeds or not, my choice will not change."

Now Wang Jianjun has nothing to say. After he lowered his head and walked down on the bed, the old man reminded him kindly: "Don't you go to become a disciple?"

Damn, you're still not over yet? Wang Jianjun was about to get angry, but Ling Jing from the upper bunk threw a pillow and said, "Can you stop being so annoyed?"

The old man muttered, "Why are young people nowadays not polite at all?"

Xiaozhuang was also covered in black lines. He felt that the old man was a little unreliable now, but he still pulled the old man to the corner and said with a toothache: "Can you take care of your mouth? If they really want to beat you up, I can't stop him."

The old man said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter? When I was glorious, I had never seen anyone or any scenes. Since you learned my gambling skills, you will be my disciple."

"This is nothing to say, it should be." After Xiaozhuang said seriously, he respectfully clasped his fists and said: "Master!"

"Okay, remember clearly. Your master, my name is Long Si, a contemporary gambling god. Don't look at me with that kind of suspicion. I know what you are thinking. Long Si is just a code name, passed down from generation to generation, and I am not Long Si of that year!" Long Si glared at Xiaozhuang and said.

Xiaozhuang smiled embarrassedly and said, "That's good, that's good."

"Since you have inherited my mantle, you are the future god of gambling, but the name Long Si is not suitable for you, because I have caused a lot of trouble. I see that you are tall and big, and you have a domineering and demeanor between walking and walking. Just call it Gao Jin!" After giving the name, Long Si smashed it and said, "Gambling god Gao Jin, this name is very good, and it sounds very imposing."

Then Long Si said as if he was nervous: "The world gambling world will tremble because of the name Gao Jin!"

"No, no, I just suffered the loss of not having a good thug back then, uh..., it's not that it's a loss of not having a bodyguard. You can't follow my old path." Long Si frowned and said, "Your Jun brother was good just now, so I decided to develop him to help you."

Xiaozhuang was speechless. What was the head of the newly worshiped master?

"Why are you worried that he will not agree? You were shocked when you heard Long Si's name just now. At worst, I would suffer a little loss and ask him to be called Long Wu. And I can introduce the master of unity and kung fu in the innermost part of the prison to him to improve his strength!" Long Si said confidently.

I don’t know where you are confident! Xiaozhuang looked at Long Si in admiration and thought to himself.

The prison guards were staring at this prison. When the prison guards discovered the mysterious conversation between Xiaozhuang and Long Si Shen, he immediately notified the killer Xiong. The killer Xiong happened to see the scene of the two talking and laughing, and his eyes became much darker. He felt that Xiaozhuang could not stay anymore, otherwise the gambling technique he had been staring for so long would fall on Xiaozhuang. Wouldn't he have been in vain?

...

Zhou Xingxing was bored and was doing chores at Shengdebao Middle School. Next to him was an old man with gray hair. He was Cao Dahua, known as Uncle Da.

Uncle Da sat on the ground reading the newspaper and said in surprise: "Look, Sir Zheng from the Central Police Station has made great contributions again. He captured and eliminated the gangsters from the Hong Kong branch of the Interpol Police and recovered 80 million US dollars of stolen money. It's really amazing! He is simply a role model for us! And Zhu Huabiao is also good. He is known by the media as the rising star of the Central Police Station. He is almost catching up with Sir Chen Ka-ju and Sir Chen!"

Zhou Xingxing felt sour in his heart. He felt that if he was there, he would have performed better than Zhu Huabiao and would have caught up with Chen Jiaju long ago. After all, he is Zheng Sir's confidant! Otherwise, why would Zheng Sir introduce himself to such a beautiful girlfriend!

When Zhou Xingxing thought of He Min's beautiful face, he felt hot, but this fucking task was too difficult to complete.

He Min's boyfriend is Huang Qiyi, a senior inspector in the West District. He seems to be a senior police officer now. He drives a four-wheeled car, and he drives a two-wheeled motorcycle. The gap is not an ordinary big one!

When Zhou Xingxing wanted to start first and cook the rice, Uncle Da told him that He Min's cousin Chen Xiang (微号 3) was a senior police officer at the level of the police officer, and he was immediately deflated.

However, whenever Zhou Xingxing wants to give up, he will remember what Zheng Sir told him, "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, the loser finally counterattacks on the Japanese!"

Zhou Xingxing said that this bowl of chicken soup is very quenching thirst and timely, because Sir Zheng found the daughter of a security director as a girlfriend as a senior police officer, which is a typical example.

As the number one gangster under Zheng Sir, isn’t it an exaggeration to find a superintendent’s cousin as his girlfriend?

However, during the days when Zhou Xingxing was cleaning the campus, he found many suspicious figures. Some of them were wandering around the campus, while others were looking for people in the classroom. Moreover, Zhou Xingxing even discovered that a person in his twenties was still in middle school. Isn’t this ridiculing Zhou Xingxing’s IQ?

So Zhou Xingxing felt that there must be something wrong with this, and maybe a big case might happen.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Zhou Xingxing's mind. Could this be Zheng Sir's main purpose? The horse that soaked in Huang Fu Yi was just by the way? The more he thought about it, the more likely he was, and he was very excited. Sure enough, I am the person Zheng Sir valued the most.

Unfortunately, Zhou Xingxing has only one person, so his strength is not enough!

Moreover, since Zheng Sir only sent him, he definitely didn't want others to give credit. Zhou Xingxing still knows Zheng Qiang very well.

Zhou Xingxing looked at Cao Dahua sitting next to him again, and thought for a moment that Uncle Da often was in school and should develop him into his own downline, uh, eyeliner, this may be more beneficial to work.

When Zhou Xingxing revealed his identity, Cao Dahua was stunned for a moment, and then doubted whether his undercover identity was exposed. Until he tried a few times, he found that Zhou Xingxing did not know his identity, so he felt relieved and agreed to Zhou Xingxing very happily.
Chapter completed!