I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Chapter 186: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land

Wei Miao nodded as a matter of course. Lu Pingsheng was the purest person he had ever met. God would always favor such people a little.

Otherwise, what does she want?

Wei Miao spit on his own reality for a second, then looked at the gold bars and gold notes on the table, and his conscience instantly disappeared.

Zhang Er didn't know what he said to Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang smiled and said to Zeng Baoyi:

"What do you think, Mr. Zeng?"

Zeng Baoyi heard that it was Uncle Zhang who asked him, and his impatience faded a bit, and he said casually:

"It's just two streets. If I lose, I lose. I'm fine with whatever happens. I just have a dance date at 10 o'clock. I hope I won't be late."

Everyone in the crowd was envious when they heard his words of wealth and power.

Two streets, a hundred buildings and countless shops, as if they were cabbages growing on the roadside.

Uncle Zeng Bao on the second floor had unusually cold eyes, and the old monk next to him chanted a Buddhist name.

"Everything has its destiny."

But there is one more thing he didn't say, "Everything is subject to change."

As Uncle Zeng Bao finished his words, this gamble is about to begin again.

Zhang Er had an ambiguous smile on his face as he unbuttoned his silk jacket one by one, revealing his muscular chest.

Then he took off his coat and clothes, revealing his muscular body covered with new and old wounds, as well as the woman's scratches.

Some people laughed ambiguously, while others lamented his several fatal wounds.

"This way everyone can see it clearly."

"it is good!"

Someone in the crowd cheered.

What do gamblers hate the most? They hate being cheated. Gambling is about luck, which is determined by God. But if someone interferes with it, it is hateful and damnable.

Lu Pingsheng glanced at him calmly and said, "In that case, let's get started."

Zhang Er looked at his arrogant look and snorted in his heart, I will let you know what hell is in a moment.

"The rules of the gambling table, the dice are rolled, the bet is made, you two, shall I begin?"

After Zhang Er finished speaking, he couldn't wait to take the black jar containing dice on the table.

"Wait a moment!"

The inappropriate voice sounded again, and Zeng Baoyi was really annoyed.

"Are you done yet? Are you trying to make fun of me in the middle of the night?"

After he finished speaking, he noticed that Lu Pingsheng was frowning at him.

"Why is Mr. Zeng so angry?" the words had just fallen.

Everyone saw Sister Yu who had disappeared at some point, and Lu Shaojie who was carried in behind her.

He also brought a small team of soldiers in military uniforms and carrying guns, and the crowd dispersed automatically without anyone clearing the way.

Lu Pingsheng's expression changed for the first time tonight.

Durand sat next to him and asked, "This man looks familiar."

Lu Pingsheng said: "The only son of a warlord, I see him in the newspaper every day, so he must look familiar."

Durand curled his lips. He was the nephew of the consul of the consulate.

Yes, Durand's uncle got a promotion.

He went from being a vice-consul to a full consul with real power, and his position also rose with him.

The most obvious manifestation is that the young women and socialites whom he could not get in the past have become lovely and gentle.

The widowed cousin wanted to stick to him all the time, draining away his energy and preventing him from looking for other little goblins, which made him feel quite overwhelmed.

Lu Shaojie looked at the scene in front of him with a slightly dim look in his eyes, but at least he caught up.

Sister Yu next to him twisted her waist and walked closer to Uncle Zhang, whispering in his ear:

"Superintendent Lu called personally."

At this simple sentence, Uncle Zhang's eyes flickered.

Zeng Baoyi was a prodigal son, Lu Pingsheng was an antique dealer, and only Lu Shaojie, who was carried here, had a family with guns.

He naturally knows how to choose.

So he gave Zhang Er a look of relief.

Lu Shaojie said to Zeng Baoyi, "Zeng Si, why didn't you call me for this kind of fun? Why are you showing off in front of an antique dealer?"

Zeng Baoyi looked at him pretending to be carried by others and said unhappily:

"What's wrong with you? Are your legs weak from walking around?"

When Lu Shaojie thought of the bad experience he had tonight, his face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

It was still Master Zhang who smiled and said, "Master Lu, what is your opinion?"

Lu Shaojie cupped his hands and said, "I, Lu, love to join in the fun. Today's fight is so exciting, I must be there, otherwise all the major newspapers will laugh at me for a day tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he said to Zeng Baoyi and Lu Pingsheng, "How about I be included?"

There was another commotion around, and the fun just kept getting bigger and bigger.

Someone brought up the incident at the racecourse a month ago. "The bets were very high back then. I didn't expect that both Fourth Master Zeng and Young Master Lu lost to the unknown Ninth Master Zeng."

"You said this time you wouldn't..."

The group of people watching the fun tonight are the same group as those at the racecourse. Celebrities all like to join in the fun, so even if they don’t come themselves, they have to send their servants to get the news.

The tabloid had just been printed, and when they received the phone call, they were preparing to reprint it. The people trying to get the news were even more nervous than the people involved.

After hearing what he said, Zeng Baoyi grinned and said, "Mr. Lu, I heard that you were punished to kneel in the ancestral hall after you lost the waterway last time..."

After saying this, he remembered that this guy was carried in by someone, and said maliciously:

"Don't tell me your legs are injured from kneeling. Also, what else did your family lose? Your father's army belongs to the government."

Lu Shaojie was very angry when he saw Zeng Baoyi's expression, but when he thought about what would happen later, he suppressed his temper and turned to look at the adjutant behind him.

Lao Hong respectfully took out a map. Lu Shaojie unfolded the map, picked up the Parker pen that Zeng Baoyi had thrown on the table earlier, and drew a circle on the map.

"My Lu family has been in Jiangnan for many years and has accumulated some assets. These properties are two streets away from you."

After saying this, he looked at Lu Pingsheng with disdain and said contemptuously:

"As for this guy, Mr. Lu, right? All these things you have are worth at most one million. Let us take you for some fun."

Lu Pingsheng didn't mind being looked down upon. He was usually kind and cheerful in public.

"This was originally a bet between me and Fourth Master Zeng. The gambling house's contract has been signed. It's not good for Master Lu to suddenly intervene."

Young Master Lu was willing to be somewhat nice to Zeng Baoyi because this guy really had a big family and wealth, and there was the little fox Zeng Jiu who was plotting behind the scenes.

Who the hell is Lu Pingsheng? He will never be able to get into their circle in his entire life, and yet he dares to cut off his business.

As soon as his expression changed, the guns of the men behind him were pointed at Lupin.

Master Lu looked at Lu Pingsheng's changed expression and said coldly:

"I'm talking to Master Zeng Si, you have no right to interrupt me."

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