Senior High School and Tang Shiwu are both Lu Zhishen's disciples. They say they are disciples, but in fact they are gathered by him to help him relieve boredom and teach him a few tricks to help him. Even Lu Zhishen, the master, never really valued them because these people's backgrounds are too low.

They were all dilapidated people who were hang out on the streets. They were not only poor in character, but also had limited abilities. They were at most stealing, bullying, and being weak, and it was really difficult to get on the stage. But Sun Tu still found the advantages of these people. Although they were at the bottom of Tokyo, they were also local snakes born and raised here, and they could find out many news that others could not find and do things that many people could not do.

Sun Tu's judgment was undoubtedly correct. Both the city foxes and the clubs had their own strengths. Shortly after he asked the senior high school to help him investigate some internal affairs in the Zhang family, some secret inside stories that were unknown to outsiders were slowly gathered together by them, and even the preferences and whereabouts of Zhang Dingjun, the third son of the Zhang family, were easily grasped by them.

Zhang Bingcang, the right doctor of the Ministry of Revenue, has four sons, and his youngest son is still in the age of age. The eldest son Zhang Dingluan has become an official, and although the second son Zhang Dingfeng is not good at studying, he is also a little smart, so he took over the Niulou Hotel business. Only the third son Zhang Dingjun was spoiled by his parents because he was young and was ignorant. Not only did he achieve nothing in civil and military affairs, but he was also involved in the bad habit of gambling. He was often punished by his father for this, but he always remained the same.

Although his monthly money at home has been deducted a lot, Zhang Dingjun still has not changed his gambling personality. Every two or three days, he would secretly take out money from his family to bet happily at the Sang Family Wazi, but he would lose every time.

At this time, Sun Tu had already put on a more conspicuous brocade robe. He looked not much different from ordinary playboys. He just took Tang Shiwu to the bet-up gambling table, which was right next to Zhang Dingjun. After taking a look at his expression, Sun Tu knew that the third son of the Zhang family had poor luck in gambling tonight, and his whole face was full of loss and indignation. He had been holding the chips in his hand for a long time, but he didn't dare to put them down.

Seeing this, Sun Tu's mouth curled up, and he casually put a few chips in his hand in a square with large characters. The gambling on this table is actually very simple. The treasure official shakes the dice cup, and then the gambler presses the size. The three dices finally settle. The three dices are larger than ten o'clock, otherwise they are small. If the leopard is shaken - that is, the three dices are the same -, the gambler or the dealer who presses the leopard will take it all.

This kind of gambling method is the simplest and most direct and most fascinating way, but Sun Tu has no interest in it. Regardless of his past and present life, he believes that everything he should be controlled by himself, not by others, and there is a high chance that a thousand will occur at the gambling table.

The facts also proved that Sun Tu was not suitable for gambling. After a few moves, he lost all the chips, and soon he lost 77. In response, Sun Tu didn't even blink his eyes, but said to Tang Shiwu on the side: If you go and change some chips for me, I don't believe that I can continue to lose today. As he said that, he took out a heavy bag of money and threw it into Tang Shiwu's hands.

Tang Shiwu's expression was obviously a bit painful. If he put the thirty cents of money in another casino, he would be able to gamble for half a month, but in this auspicious gambling house, he was only enough to lose a few games. But he did not raise any objections, and quickly agreed and took the money bag there to exchange for chips.

These words fell into the ears of other gamblers, and everyone became curious about the young man in front of him. Even Zhang Dingjun deliberately looked at Sun Tu several times: Brothers are so generous. He was a little ashamed to think that he had lost here with ten cents of money.

What's the matter? Even the young master of three hundred guan can afford to lose. Isn't it just money? Sun Tu smiled distractedly, and then threw the last two chips in his hand on the leopard's grid, shouting: If you want it, kill it! The momentum is really great.

However, after the slap, he was a 224th young man. Sun Tu just spat, then took the chips obtained by Tang Shiwu, and regained his enthusiasm to the new round of gambling.

Due to Sun Tu's influence, Zhang Dingjun, who was already a little timid, finally bit his teeth and put the last few chips on the gambling table. Sun Tu's bets several times were the same as his bets, and he was obviously much more generous. Often, others bet at most one or two cents of bets, but he was just 10 or twenty cents of underground.

But the result disappointed him and Zhang Dingjun. Each hand was the opposite of what they were suppressing. There were even two times when they drove out the leopard, which quickly lost the bottom of the chips.

Tang Shiwu looked at Zhang Dingjun's increasingly ugly face, but he kept laughing in his heart. This guy must have never thought that he would lose so badly, because he was actually implicated by Sun Tu.

There is a saying that nine out of ten gambling lost, but the root cause is that someone at the gambling table will cheat for a thousand. Especially in such gambling shops, in order to make more profits and lose less money, the treasure official responsible for shaking the cup has superb gambling skills and can completely control the dice to show points.

Generally speaking, they will not make trouble in secret. After all, if they do too much, it is easy for gamblers to see flaws, thus losing their reputation and losing their future business. Only when Yang Gu appears on the gambling table, that is, gamblers who have big bets and have no knowledge of gambling skills will they slaughter them. Obviously, Sun Tu is such a role today. In fact, Sun Tu knows these principles well. Tang Shiwu has introduced them to him a long time ago, so he does not reveal any flaws when playing Yang Gu at this time.

For Zhang Dingjun, what is even more annoying is that Sun Tu followed him every time he bets. When he fell, he would follow him again. In this way, he would drag him down and become the person who had been losing all the time. But Mr. Zhang could not see the problem. On the one hand, he was actually a sheep. On the other hand, who would have thought that someone would spend ten times the price to pull him to lose together?

After a few handfuls, Zhang Dingjun lost all his last chips, which made his face pale. He could only hum and turn around and leave. At this time, Sun Tu shouted: Don’t you have a few more handfuls of this brother? Maybe we can turn the book in the next handful.

No, I have something to do at home. Zhang Dingjun's face turned red, and he hurriedly found a reason and wanted to leave.

Sun Tu no longer tried to keep it, and collected the chips in his hand: Since that's the case, I won't play anymore. As he said that, he caught up with Zhang Dingjun in the nostalgic eyes of others: This brother, I was tired just now and you lost so many things, so why would you let me invite you to have a drink as a pity?

How can a man feel close to you? In addition to being a beauty, he is just to make him feel empathetic to you. Sun Tu and Zhang Dingjun lost so much money together just now, which naturally made him interested in this young man. When he saw him invite him, he did not refuse and followed him to a wine shop next to him.

In addition to various entertainment projects, Sangjia Wazili also has many small restaurants selling wine, vegetables and food, and the wine here is purchased from the main store in the city, which tastes good.

The three of them picked up a table and sat down. After asking for some specialty food and food in the store, they started to eat and drink. While eating, they sighed that they had bad luck in gambling today, especially Zhang Dingjun. After finally having a similar person, he complained about his misfortune after drinking a few sips of wine: Brother Xu, you don’t know what you have spent. I really envy you for spending a lot of money. Today you lost no less than a hundred guan, but still remained calm. But as for me, I only exported ten guan, but it was hard to sustain. It was so embarrassing.

Ten stakes are not much, and the youngest one month doesn’t have that much money. Tang Shiwu took the opportunity to say.

Humph, how can you compare with me? Do you know who I, Zhang Dingjun, is. My family has a restaurant and is richer than a thousand dollars, but my father and brother always control me, making me unable to enjoy it. As he said that, Zhang Dingjun drank another glass of wine with annoyance.

Seeing this, Sun Tu smiled and said: Actually, my experience with Brother Zhang was similar before. Although my father had long died, my brother always restrained me and made me feel at ease. But now he smiled proudly as he said.

Hearing this, Zhang Dingjun became interested and said seriously: Brother Xu, how did you do it? I wonder if I can tell you, so that I can be more comfortable with it?
Chapter completed!