After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Chapter 97: Getting old

When Yu Jing was dealing the cards, he didn't know where he got the courage from, he even dared to talk to Chen Ce in a cautious manner.

"Can you really play?"

"My girlfriend taught me, but... only a little."

Chen Ce's girlfriend has been working in a bar for many years and knows many tricks of playing cards, but she only taught him the basics.

"Will you lose..."

"That's inevitable..."

Yu Jing lowered his eyes and glanced at Chen Ce, and his heart finally settled down.

The gameplay is the more common surfing.

Remove the big and small jokers, and there are five cards in each round of the game. The first card is exposed, and then you guess the suit and size of the next card in turn. If you guess correctly, you will pass a wave.

The young dealer Yu Jing carefully showed them two open cards. Chen Ce's first card was the King of Spades, and Peng Jiali's was the Nine of Clubs.

Game of luck.

Chen Ce's luck is extremely bad, unprecedentedly bad.

Looking at the club blossom hole card in front of him, Peng Jiali looked calm despite being the casino owner, as if he had expected that he would win.

Yu Jing felt a chill on his back and subconsciously wanted to step back.

Peng Jiali curled the corner of his mouth and stood up.

"Remember your promise."

"Wait!!" Chen Ce hurriedly stopped him.

"How can one round determine the winner? It's always best of three. We didn't play with alcohol, so it's not fair to decide the winner in one round."

Peng Jiali stopped laughing and said, "Then you need to raise the stakes a bit."

In his eyes, these two people were already in his pocket, and no one would be able to find them no matter who came looking for them, like the group of stupid plainclothes officers just now.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether he plays or not. What he likes most is to see his prey struggling to survive. So what if he loses or fails to fulfill the conditions?

However, winning was easy for him. Letting the prey choose how to die was a very exciting thing in itself.

"What chips?"

"I'll tell you when you lose."

His words are worth pondering, but there is really no other option at the moment.

knock knock --

knocking.

"Master Peng, phone call."

Peng Jiali slowly glanced at the bodyguard and then walked out.

Yu Jing and the other person were either sitting or standing, and they both probably woke up for a few seconds.

Chen Ce whispered, "Cheating."

Yu Jing seemed to turn his head away unintentionally to make the conversation less obvious.

"I really can't..."

"study."

"What do you say."

"Look at the cards, and remember my words."

Yu Jing hummed again.

Chen Ce said only a few words and didn't dare to say more, for fear that the bodyguards would find out.

The principle is very simple. Hold half of the playing cards in one hand, and use visual difference to separate them when shuffling. Use your left hand to pretend to drop the cards. It must be done quickly to achieve the effect of fake cutting.

Yu Jing hummed again, not sure if he understood.

Although this technique is relatively basic, it is the most difficult for a novice to control the hand speed, especially in front of Peng Jiali, a veteran.

It’s difficult, but at least there’s hope of making it to the third game.

Chen Ce and Yu Jing could only give up and try their best to delay for as long as possible.

They both knew that Yi Zongyu would definitely come.

Before that, we must keep the situation stable and prevent anything irreversible from happening.

Peng Jiali returned a few minutes later. I don’t know what he did, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

During the second round of shuffling, Yu Jing became inexplicably nervous. He didn't know if he could do it, and he was even more worried about what would happen if he was discovered.

Fortunately, Peng Jiali didn't even look over here, and the two of them won the game as they wished.

The third round was not so lucky. Even though Yu Jing shuffled fake cards, Peng Jiali always seemed to be one step ahead. Even the god of luck favored him and he won easily.

Looking at Yu Jing's gradually pale face, Peng Jiali's smile deepened.

"Little dealer, is cheating fun?"

After that, the other two became even more nervous.

Peng Jiali saw it.

"I don't watch you shuffle the cards because I'm afraid I'll laugh out loud."

He leaned back in his chair. "In my casino, you'll get your tendons cut if you use your little tricks."

Yu Jing licked his dry lips and subconsciously moved his wrist back.

knock --

There was another knock on the door, no more than twenty minutes after the last time.

Yu Jing's heart suddenly moved and he looked towards the door.

Peng Jiali narrowed his eyes slightly, "What's the matter?"

A voice came from outside the door:

"Mr. Peng, something happened in the field. Mr. Jie wants you to come over."

Peng Jiali and the bodyguard looked at each other, and the latter understood and walked over to open the door.

Yu Jing thought that he had never reacted so quickly in his life.

Almost at the moment the door opened, he grabbed Chen Ce's wrist and hid behind the shelf to the right rear -

This was the spot he had been gazing at for a long time since he had been in the room.

The sound just now was inexplicably very similar to the sound of Yi Zongyu knocking on the door as usual. He didn't knock on the door, but knocked lightly on the door frame twice.

I still have to thank the other party for being so polite at home every day and knocking on the door symbolically before entering the room.

Just as the door opened a crack, the bodyguard outside kicked in suddenly, put the cold muzzle of the gun against the man's forehead, and pulled the trigger.

boom--

A small piece of blood splattered on the white wall, like exploding fireworks.

With a click, the loaded pistol at the waist fell to the ground.

If he was a step slower, it would be Yi Zongyou's men who would die.

Peng Jiali didn't understand the same logic.

He obviously didn't have time to think about where his bodyguards guarding outside had gone, and he just turned around and left. There must be some secret room in this room.

The bodyguard did not hesitate and quickly replaced the magazine with a new one, aiming at his left leg again. This gun was not a silenced gun.

Yu Jing only felt his eardrums bulging and a sound similar to tinnitus began to sound.

A pungent smell came - is Peng Jiali a wizard? Chen Ce cursed, wondering what switch he had touched again.

The smoke entered the nasal cavity and the throat began to feel dry. It turned out that the pain started from the throat when I smelled the toxic gas.

"Yu Jing." An embrace with a cool breath embraced him before the voice came.

Then he picked him up and walked out. The smell of blood in the corridor was even stronger.

Yu Jing buried her face in the man's arms.

Clean, with a hint of mint and a slightly faint aroma of wine. Why does Yi Zongyu smell so good?

It was like walking on snow, which made him feel better than any other feeling in the world.

"Wake up, don't sleep."

Yu Jing felt hot all over and his mind gradually became blurred.

"Open your eyes."

Yi Zongyu's words were more effective than medicine, and he tried hard to raise his eyes.

The man's jawline was sharp and handsome, his eyes looked dark and heavy in the dim light, and the corners of his lips were stretched straight, as if he was a little angry.

From this angle, the bridge of the nose appears higher and straighter than usual, and the bones are thinner.

"nice."

Yu Jing was whispering in a crazy voice.

It's really nice.

Yi Zongyu hummed in a whisper, telling him again not to sleep.

The lights in the car were bright, and Han Ning immediately gave him an injection of light pink liquid of unknown origin.

The needle tip was very thin and pierced from the side of the neck. Yu Jing frowned slightly, looking very afraid of the pain.

Yi Zongyu patted him on the back gently, with a strong sense of coaxing.

"Is it better?"

"Well, where's Chen Ce? He's injured."

"In the car behind, don't worry, get some sleep."

When Yi Zongyou asked him to open his eyes, he opened his eyes. When he asked him to take a nap, Yu Jing closed his eyes obediently.

Then she leaned closer into the man's arms, looking relieved.

Another nightmare.

In the dream, he returned to the back garden of his home. Yu Jing found his mother's photo from the snow. Most of the photo was soaked, so he couldn't see her face clearly.

He rubbed his eyes hard, trying stubbornly to see clearly.

Even in my dreams, my eye sockets were sore from rubbing.