Chapter 110

"Gamble?

Do you want to fight black and sign for life and death? "

"No, of course not, boss, I can assure you that you have never seen one."

The Taoist priest is interested. He has been wandering for half of his life. He is also a master of wandering the Jianghu. Although he is a Taoist robe and ancestral family, he has never seen anything inferior in his generation?

I haven't eaten pork. Haven't I seen pig run?

"Ha ha, tell me about it. I can't believe I haven't seen it."

The old Taoist priest raised the Taoist robe.

"In advance, we have a starting vote of 50000." The man looked at the old man and said, "you don't have to worry about me cheating your money. Our business is very big now, and we just pump water, so you win or lose, and our platform organizations are all stable."

The old man snorted. Obviously, he didn't want to pay for it.

He has done a lot of trickery. Naturally, he doesn't want to be pecked by a sparrow when he is old. Moreover, he is very keen on his money bag.

"I'm interested." Zhou Ze suddenly said.

Yes,

what he was interested in,

whether it was the old woman last night,

or the good policeman who was sent to hell by himself at the beginning,

all put forward the word "gamble" to himself or to the side or to the front.

Zhou Ze really wants to see what kind of play it is to gamble.

Here, there are five or six dead souls who have gone to hell because of "gamble their lives"

what kind of game is it?

The man glanced at Zhou Ze, who was sitting there with some sickness,

the feeling of disgust was overwhelming,

it was nice and handsome,

but it was the bookstore attendant,

you were interested,

hehe,

are you rich?

But the expression and eyes are clear.

You just have no money,

I read a lot of people, can you read wrong?

Zhou Ze licked his lips,

wanted to smile to ease the embarrassment,

suddenly felt that smile might be embarrassed in the presence of Bai YingYing and Lao Dao;

but this kind of time when he didn't know whether to smile or not,

was actually more embarrassing

Then,

be angry,

want to send you to hell,

dare to embarrass me!

Seeing that his boss's face is beginning to look wrong, Lao Dao immediately "clatters" in his mind.

as a senior Taoist who has served two "ghost bosses", he has rich experience in flattering ghost farts!

At present,

he slapped the table with a thump,

said directly:

"Damn it, it's only 50000 yuan. It's splashed with water, isn't it? It's a problem;

you don't look down on people, I'll transfer money to you, and I'm not afraid you'll fool me.

Dare to fool my people,

I have a way to let him go to hell! "

The old man smiled with his white teeth.

"Go to hell, go to hell." The man took out his cell phone and said, "I'll open an account for you first. You can put in the money."

The man didn't think there was anything about threatening to go to hell. He thought that the old Taoist said that it was the cut of the underworld, which means that if you dare to cheat me, you will be done.

It's estimated that men never dreamed that

in this bookstore,

help people to hell,

is the real income generating project.

"Open two accounts, I'll call you 100000."

The Taoist priest did not hesitate to fight for money directly, and then he went to Zhou Ze and asked the boss to come to see what the gambling game looked like.

As the saying goes,

it's easy to see the devil.

Of course, these words can't be said to the boss, otherwise I don't know how to die.

Unfortunately, Lao Dao didn't know that he had already walked on the edge of death several times in the past two days by offering to offer to help Zhou Ze rub his back, then sending an electric wheelchair and playing with mud.

"Where did you get so much money?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"Rebroadcast, there was a lot of reward yesterday." Lao Dao explained.

There are problems in this world,

there are really problems!

Rao is as calm as doctor Zhou, so he has to fall into deep meditation.

Xu Qinglang, his neighbor, is very rich,

his maid is very rich,

his wife is very rich,

OK,

the old way that he has taken care of can easily take out 100000!Look at yourself. I'm still a loser.

The man was very happy to bring in two more customers. He immediately pointed the notebook at him and began to give detailed explanations and specific playing methods. At the same time, he said:

"don't worry, this game is absolutely exciting. This is really a high-end game for the rich, because in this game, you can bet people's lives and determine people's lives and deaths Is there a feeling of being a ghost? "

The man thought he had made a funny joke.

The old Taoist hears the words and draws at the corner of his mouth.

"Ha ha." Zhou Ze.

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"Boss, we should have brought the white warbler. It's more convenient for her to serve you."

The Taoist priest was very conscious this time. He let Zhou Ze walk on crutches without asking for his back.

"When she comes, no one will look at the bookstore." Zhou Ze replied.

"Oh, and Miss Tang."

"She looks at the shop?"

Zhou Ze looked at Zhou Ze and

Lao Dao looked at Zhou Ze. Both of them shook their heads silently,

OK,

no more,

nothing.

Imagine Miss Tang Shi looking at the shop alone.

it is estimated that if a grumpy customer comes in and asks for coffee or to buy a book to hurry up,

there may be a pen flying by right away, which will directly prick people into honeycomb.

"Boss, look out ahead. It's a little shaky."

Zhou Ze, leaning on crutches, looks around.

this is a place in Tongcheng City, not very remote, but a little far from the city center, and belongs to the old city. Here, he has opened several small clinic hospitals and many hotels.

Of course, these small hospitals don't look so formal.

There are not many people on the street. If the nose is more sensitive, you can smell some disinfectant. In a word, this place gives people an uncomfortable feeling.

"This is the address, isn't it?" Zhou Ze said.

"Yes, it should be here."

Two people walk into the alley together. There are many doors in the alley. Zhou Ze and Lao Dao knock at a door with 203 number plates.

Soon, a middle-aged man opened the door. He had a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Zhou Ze and Lao Dao.

"Show me the account number." Said the middle-aged man.

"Here you are." Lao Dao hands him his cell phone.

The other party checked it, nodded, smiled and said, "you've made a bet. You can bet without even looking at it?"

"That's why I came to see it." Lao Dao explained.

"Come on, come in."

The middle-aged man gave way, coughed, spit out a thick sputum on the ground, and then wiped his nose with the back of his hand.

Zhou Ze and Lao Dao walk into it, which is a little cramped. There is a spring bed and many instruments beside the bed. It's a bit like the intensive care unit in the hospital. Of course, it's much simpler than the intensive care unit.

At the same time, there are two cameras in the corner, which can monitor the corner of the house without dead angle.

An old man was lying there, very thin, like a mummy lying under the pyramid, and even his skin turned dark brown.

A bed,

an old man,

profoundly interprets the idiom of running out of oil and running out of light.

Half a bowl of porridge is on the bedside table.

The old man narrowed his eyes and opened them from time to time, but he didn't care about Zhou Ze and Lao Dao coming in. It seems that he has already seen strange things. Someone should come in to see him often.

Look at him.

when he will die,

he is a bet of many people,

many people have made a bet on the Internet. How long can the old man live.

A month? two months? three months?

Every once in a while the odds are different, just like playing football.

At the same time, in this period of time, the elderly will not be allowed to receive any treatment. The instrument here is just to monitor the elderly's physical condition. After the data table is made, it will be uploaded to the platform every day to see and analyze the bet and the person who is about to bet.

At the same time, the wager has the right to come to see the situation of the old man on the spot.

after all, the paper has to be light, and he knows that he must do it.

Is it ridiculous?

No,

not ridiculous.

The old man is looking at the wall clock,

there is an electronic wall clock on which the date and time are displayed.

In him,

Zhou Ze saw a look of the old woman last night."Boss, what's the matter with him?" Lao Dao knows that Zhou Ze was a doctor before, so he should be very accurate.

"Cancer, advanced." Zhou Ze replied.

"Oh, incurable."

"It's an incurable disease, but if it's treated properly, it can actually prolong life span, which is the worst, and it can also reduce some pain."

Obviously, the old man will not get any treatment, because it has been stated in the platform details that once he gets any treatment, he will be in breach of contract.

"Do you have a look, two?"

The man came over with a bowl of noodles in his hand.

"Let's go." Zhou Ze said.

"Go?" I don't know why.

How can we go?

help!

This is a real gamble,

let everyone watch people die in full view!

"He knows what we're here to do if he doesn't walk." Zhou Ze pointed to the old man.

Obviously,

the old man knew that he had been given up treatment,

besides,

he and the old man came to see what he was doing every day, and he understood.

Just like the old woman,

knows everything in her heart.

Even,

they are cooperating with each other,

just like the old woman, she died all the time, which is her obsession, leading her to die without realizing that she is dead, and she turned into a ghost and went to the bookstore.

"This

Lao Dao still felt guilty, but he went out with the boss.

When he came to the door,

the middle-aged man leaned against the wall and said, "Hey, do you want to know the inside news?"

"What internal news?" The old Taoist turned his head and asked.

The middle-aged man rubbed his finger,

it means obviously. If you want to get internal information, you have to spend more money.

"You can raise it, not lose it."

The man reminded kindly.

"Hey, who are you? I can't believe you." The old man asked.

In his view, a man is nothing more than a janitor, that is, a caretaker.

"I bet, too."

The man took a sip of noodle soup and nuzzled his mouth at the house. "He's my father," he said