Chapter 37 Joining the Red Tiger Gang, Ansheng Gambling House
Qin Jiang's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and an inexplicable sadness surged into his heart.
But in fact, he was very calm at this moment.
He knew that the sadness did not come from him, but was the body's instinctive reaction.
"What's going on?" he asked.
Wang Minglang raised his head and looked at Qin Jiang. It was clear that tears could not stop flowing from his eyes, but he still struggled to maintain his composure.
Better than this old man.
He sighed, "I encountered something weird when I was on a mission. I didn't come back and I disappeared."
Qin Jiang nodded when he heard this, "It's okay that he didn't come back. Being missing doesn't mean he is dead. ”
Wang Minglang also nodded subconsciously, yes, no news is good news.
However, for people who disappear after encountering something strange, the chance of coming back is very slim, not to mention impossible. It is basically a death sentence.
He never thought that one day a person with white hair would give a person with black hair. He had high hopes for Qin Hong. She should have gone further.
After thinking this, he lowered his eyes slightly, his hair seemed to be a bit whiter, and the twilight energy on his body seemed to have turned into substance.
After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Qin Jiang, "You want to join the Red Tiger Gang?"
Qin Jiang nodded, "Yes, I don't want to wait any longer. The city is getting better and better." It’s getting more and more dangerous. I want to get the Red Tiger Boxing Manual as soon as possible.”
Wang Minglang looked at him with complicated eyes and kept smoking a big pipe.
It wasn't until a thin layer of smoke filled the room that he slowly spoke, "You might die if you join the Red Tiger Gang."
Qin Jiang sat on the chair and held up his hand. He took a sip from the wine bowl.
Wang Minglang raised his hand slightly, a little surprised, "Hey, I gave that to your sister. Forget it, you drink it."
Qin Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then drank the wine. As soon as he finished, a burning sensation flowed down his throat and into his stomach.
"Uncle Wang, I know I may die, but will I not die if I don't join the Red Tiger Gang?"
He looked at Wang Minglang sincerely, "Uncle Wang, in this troubled world, the only thing that can be Only with strength can you survive!
Escape is just a cowardly act and is tantamount to drinking poison to quench your thirst! "
Wang Minglang's body trembled and his eyes trembled. Looking at the Qinjiang River, joy comes after the shock.
He laughed, eyes flashing with water, "Hahahaha! Yes! You are right! I didn't expect that the old man lived for almost a hundred years, but he was confused!"
He grabbed Qin Jiang's wrist, "Let's go! Jiang'er, go to the Red Tiger Gang!"
After leaving the yard, the two of them went straight to the north gate of the inner city. When they passed the gate, Wang Minglang showed With a red token, the county soldiers on guard let him go without even asking.
Qin Jiang took the opportunity to observe. One side of the red token was embossed with the word "king", and the other side was a relief of a tiger descending from the mountain.
Entering the inner city, the North City has not yet closed, and there are still many people wandering around.
There is no curfew in the inner city now, and even the county magistrate himself is encouraging night markets.
Without going in, the two of them bypassed Beishi and headed towards Chongrenfang, one of the sixteen boulevards.
Not long after, after crossing two small bridges and several streets, we stopped in front of a gambling house.
Qin Jiang looked over and saw that there were many doors leading in and out of the casino. Each door was blocked by two pieces of gray cloth, with An written on the left and Sheng written on the right.
Together, it is the name of this gambling house - Ansheng Gambling House, and it is also the largest gambling house in Black Mountain City.
Outside the dozen or so doors of the gambling house, two gang disciples guard each door to prevent those who break the rules from escaping.
"Look, this is us. This is an property of the Red Tiger Gang. The word Ansheng is taken from the names of County Magistrate Song Xiaoan and County Lieutenant Long Yuesheng respectively. Anyone with eyes will not dare to cause trouble here." Wang Minglang said.
The two opened the door curtain and walked in. The smell of cigarette smoke and the sweet smell of alcohol hit their faces.
Although there were oil lamps lit on the pillars everywhere, the gambling house still looked a little dark and chaotic. All kinds of people were walking back and forth. There were people in tattered linen clothes who were no better than beggars. There were also young men in fine clothes who hugged the girl and placed bets from time to time with money in their hands.
From time to time there were screams, some excited and some annoyed.
Qin Jiang looked at one of the gambling tables with a large number of people. The gamblers had red eyes, ferocious faces, and shouted loudly, looking completely crazy.
On the seats used for resting in the corner, there are many people lying, sitting, and even squatting, but almost everyone has a lifeless face, which is in sharp contrast to the crazy gamblers on the gaming table.
After one glance, he stopped watching. He had no interest in gambling.
Wang Minglang shook his head. He had seen too many people who were addicted to gambling, and many of them lost their lives and their families because of this.
In other words, as long as you continue to gamble, sooner or later you will lose all your money.
"Come on, let's go inside," he said.
The two passed through the gambling table area and came to a slightly larger open area behind the casino.
There is a huge cabinet with drinks on it. There is a curtain outside the edge of the cabinet, embroidered with a red descending tiger.
More than twenty gangsters dressed in black cloth gathered in front of the cabinet.
Some are drinking, some are smoking, and a few are gathering at a table to push Pai Gow.
One of them was lying on his back on a recliner, and he seemed to be the leader of the group.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
At the Pai Gow table, a gangster disciple came over with a ferocious look on his face, his head slightly raised, with a condescending arrogance.
Looking at the two people opposite him, he couldn't help but feel strange.
Ansheng Gambling House is not a good place. What is an old man who is about to die doing here with a guy who can be seen as a young boy?
Although this chick looks tall and a practicing practitioner, he can tell that temperament at a glance.
His voice was not too quiet, and it immediately attracted the attention of the gang disciples behind him.
"Old Sun, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and come back to play cards!", a person at the Pai Gow table shouted this way.
The little boss who was originally lying on the recliner was also woken up. He raised his head, frowned and glanced at Qin Jiang and the two, and his eyes suddenly widened.
Old Sun waved his hands without looking back and looked at Wang Minglang, "Did you hear that? Is something wrong? If nothing happens, get out of here! Don't get in the way!"
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of the head by someone from behind, and he was knocked down.
"Mader, get out of here! You don't even recognize Fourth Master?!"
After saying that, the little boss smiled apologetically and seemed a little cautious, "Fourth Master, why are you here? "Is this guy?"
He looked at Qin Jiang who was standing aside.
"There's no need to call me Fourth Master, I'm no longer there a long time ago. Who is in charge of the gambling house now?" Wang Minglang asked.
The little leader nodded slightly, "Hey, Fourth Master, this is Elder Nie. The position of the head of our fourth hall is vacant, and Elder Nie will take charge of it."
When he said this, his face looked a little ugly. , this old guy Nie Dongsheng is too demanding for money.
In the past, the hall master always got 30%, but old guy Nie Dongsheng wanted to get 50% as soon as he came, and these days he wants to increase it to 60%! Simply greedy!
Wang Mingliang frowned slightly when he heard this, why is this guy?
After thinking about it, he pulled Qin Jiang up and was about to leave, "I'm a bit lost in the idea, let's move to another place."
As a result, before he could even take two steps out, the door curtain outside the edge of the cabinet at the back was suddenly closed. set off.
"Old Wang! You are leaving in such a hurry! Don't you want to have a drink with me, my brother? Isn't that too disrespectful to me, Lao Nie?!"
(End of this chapter)