The boss has to wear this kind of clothes, which is already very generous. Chu
Liuxiang laughed and said, "Yes, I forgot that most of the silver in Shanxi is
boiled in liquid medicine. Sometimes I wonder about him." Why do you save so
much money? He picked up the paper book and turned it over, only to see the
words written on it: "Name: Feng Baiwan.". The identity is the big boss of
Sitong Bank in Shanxi. He is in his early teens. Hobby version has. When you
walk through a place with water, you must take off your boots first. When it
rains, you must find a way to use someone else's umbrella. There will always be
a smell of no bath for a long time. After reading it, Xi Liuxiang hurriedly
threw the book back into the drawer and held it tightly. He closed the drawer,
sighed, and shook his head. "If you want me to be like this, you might as well
tie me up." Su Ronggan laughed and said, "It was you who asked me to prepare a
copy of the information about every typical character. Even you played the role
of a beggar." What? Just a.. "Chu Liuxiang hurriedly wedged his hand." I'd
rather be a beggar than a big boss like this. " "Then," said Su Rongrong, "look
again at No.3 in Baizhong." Chu Liuxiang opened a hundred and three clumsy
drawers, in which there were four sets of gorgeous clothes and a pair of shiny
leather boots. Two pinches and kneads in the hand "Staring at the ringing iron
ball," the handle is inlaid with Yu Ke's waist Dao. In addition, there is a bag
with black fish skin and a thin paper book. Office Han Huo said, "Apart from the
owners of the private banks in Shanxi, the most magnanimous people who come and
go to Jinan City are the Changbaishanyu and Caishen Gang outside the Shanhaiguan
Pass." The handle of the ladle. Chu Liuxiang said with a smile, "This must be
much more interesting.". He also turned over this paper book, what write above
is: "Name Qu Xiaolin.". The identity is a big ginseng medicine dealer outside
the customs. Thirty-five or six years old. Women who are addicted to liquor and
gambling. This time, Chu Liuxiang didn't finish reading it either, so he put
down the book and said with a smile,
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warehouse, "Interesting, fruit." But it's very interesting. "I knew this
would suit you," said Su Rongrong faintly. But anyway. You still have to take
that box. I'll take three for you. Numbers 7, 28, and 40 are all in boxes.
"Well, from now on, I'll be Zhang Xiaolin for a few days," said Wing Liuxiang
with a smile. In the laughter,
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delicate mask of human skin. Su Rongrong leaned against the doorway, only to see
all his laughing figures in the mirror, a Chu Liuxiang, who seemed to have been
transformed into countless bodies. "Chivalrous Hall," three dragons flying in
the wind of the gold characters, shining under the lamp. This is the biggest
casino in Jinan. At this moment, when the lanterns were lit, Huxiong was
drinking reed in the Happy Hall. It was already very lively. The three spacious
halls were filled with the smell of alcohol and smoke. Grass gas and the
fragrance of wax on women's bodies, and the stench on men's bodies. Everyone's
head was covered with red sweat. Light. However, some people are full of spring,
some are depressed, some are calm, and some are trembling with nervousness. In
the outermost question, there are two tables of Pai Gow, two tables of silver,
and two tables of single and double gambling. The flow of people is also the
most complicated,
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cantilever racks, and the voice of calling for gifts is also the most
complicated. Ring, a big man with a vermilion waist, must stand by the table.
Whoever wins a bet, he will draw it. Inside a stuffy flower hall, less people,
out of the relatively quiet three tables at the side, sitting mostly brain full
of fat belly Jia Zhengxiong. The whole pile of flowers and silver, in a pair of
sweaty hands to turn around, there is fragrant wine beside the table, more than
a dozen full of pearls and green little. Woman, smiling in the crowd at night,
like a butterfly wearing flowers, touching a handful of silver here and two
gilded there. Ingot. Gambling grandpa, who cares about that. As a result,
although the pockets of those who lose money are empty, the pockets of those who
win money and help others are not increasing much. Less. Enterprise silver has
been hidden from the hands of the girls ring, into the pocket of the casino
owner, this casino, is the special sand gang opened. A thick door hung down from
the innermost room. There were only eight dead gamblers in the house, but there
were more than a dozen young girls in the house, some serving food, some pouring
wine, and so on. Only rely on fear in the arms of others. Peel the melon seeds
one by one and send them into the bold mouth lightly. Their fingers are like
spring hides. Your eyes are thanked like honey. On the gambling table, no gold
or silver could be seen, only a few pieces of paper were flowing, but the number
written on each piece of paper was comfortable enough for ordinary people. Live
a lifetime. A young man with a sad face, wearing a green gown, looked at him
with a smile, and from time to time patted the shoulders of the high-rollers
with a smile. "You always have a bad luck," he said. "Ask Pearl to lie down with
you and come back." The answer must have been a laugh. "What's the hurry? It's
less than fifty thousand. "Two four" then this youth wraps back the hand, the
Han Xiaohong strokes oneself just to grow out to help the beard slag to give-he
uses this hand certainly is the left. Hand. His right hand was hidden in his
sleeve all the time. This is the director of the "Happy Hall", and it is also
the master disciple of the "Shusha Gang"-Lehu Yulang, who sprinkles powder on
the bowl and tastes Lingqiu. Rose. Title < < Old Rain Tower · Gu Long "Chu
Liuxiang Series · Blood Sea Fragrance" — — Chapter 5 Three Hundred Thousand
Liang > > Gu Long's Chu Liuxiang Series: Fragrance in the Sea of Blood
Chapter Five Three Hundred Thousand Liang Suddenly, a gorgeously dressed wolf
with the head of an ape and the eyes of a mouse came in, bowing and laughing
from a distance. "Hello, Lord Shaoqing," he said. His face sank and he was
defeated. He frowned and said, "Cheng San, did you come to this place, too?" Na
Cheng "San bent down and said," How dare a little man come in at will? " He
narrowed his eyes with a smile and said quietly, "Last night there was a
high-roller who spent thirty thousand yuan in one night at Little Cui's place,
and the little people beat him up." His hands were itching, too, so Master Xiang
brought them. "Oh, who is he?" Asked Qiuhun. Cheng Sandao's surname is Zhang,
and his name is Zhang Xiaolin. "Zhang Xiaolin," said the young man with a heavy
heart. "Zhang Xiaolin," said Leng Qiugui to Shen Ling, "that's a strange name."
"I hear he seldom enters the pass," said Cheng San. "What kind of people are
gambling in this place?" Lingqiu asked. "You should be careful. People who have
no history even want to lose." Money,
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Cheng San with a smile. "There is no history. How dare the little man bring it
at will?" This Zhang guest is a long self.
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