C339 A script that is only worth 10000 yuan

Seeing that man walk into the underground gambling den, Zhou Hao held onto Situ Jianying's hand, "Let's go."

The two of them walked out of the staircase and headed straight for that unit. The two hulks guarding the door looked at Situ Jianying who was dressed sexily and simultaneously whistled, their expressions extremely frivolous.

When Zhou Hao and Situ Jianying reached the door, the guy on the right extended his right hand towards Situ Jianying's thigh.

Zhou Hao's left hand descended and grabbed the sturdy man's wrist, and said indifferently: "Brother, just show some respect, okay?"

"Kid, you're tired of living!" The sturdy man wanted to pull his hand back, but discovered that Zhou Hao's hand was like an iron hoop, he could not pull it back.

And when Zhou Hao's five fingers slowly tightened, a "right" sound came out, causing the sturdy man to involuntarily bend his left leg and kneel down on one knee, his mouth constantly shivering, "It's painful … Pain... "It hurts …"

On the other hand, when the muscular man saw his comrade being bullied, he was just about to make a move when he saw Zhou Hao take out a new stack of bills from his pockets.

Then, he heard Zhou Hao say: "We came here to be happy, so we don't want everyone to be unhappy, do you understand?"

The sturdy man who was grabbed by Zhou Hao by the wrist, who was trembling in pain, nodded his head, "Understood, understood."

Zhou Hao let go of him and saw that there were a few more purple-green bruises on the sturdy man's wrist, while Zhou Hao took out two thousand denomination coins and gave them to the two of them, they immediately opened the door and let Zhou Hao in.

After entering, Zhou Hao realized that this unit was much larger than he had imagined, able to accommodate dozens of people to gather and gamble with.

This underground casino had a very strong market atmosphere. The gamblers were all ordinary citizens, and the air was also filled with the suffocating smell of cigarettes and alcohol.

This place was similar to many casinos in having all sorts of gambling methods. It was just that the gambling equipment here was much more simple and crude compared to those large formal casinos.

However, no matter how simple the gambling house was and how poor the environment was, the enthusiasm of the gamblers remained undiminished, and they continued to shout with all their might.

Zhou Hao found the man who played the dice. He looked at the dice on the table and the place where they placed their bets. He was extremely excited, without a single trace of the drunken demeanor he had just displayed.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Hao secretly shook his head, this man seemed to be addicted to gambling, if not he wouldn't be so excited about coming to the gambling den.

"Big!" Big! "Big!" He kept shouting as he placed the two thousand yuan bet.

However, after opening the dice cup, the points displayed by the three dice inside were actually small. However, he was not discouraged. He placed another two thousand yuan on top of the "big". Zhou Hao saw that the stack of bills in his hand was less than half compared to the stack outside the door.

Zhou Hao brought Situ Jianying to the gambling table and placed a thousand pieces there.

"Let's go!" The man with a full beard, wearing a halter top, shouted, "One, two, three kids."

croupier pushed two thousand yuan in front of Zhou Hao as well as taking all of the gambling money that had been placed on the "big". Zhou Hao held the two thousand dollars in his hands, and looked at the man who stood beside him, unwilling to accept the loss of two thousand dollars.

The man also saw Zhou Hao, and noticed the ridicule in Zhou Hao's eyes, the anger in his eyes surfaced, but quickly calmed down.

"Let's go!" the bearded man shouted. Zhou Hao smiled as he looked at the man before him and placed the thousand on top of "small".

"Humph!" The man laughed coldly, put the two thousand yuan on top of "big", and glanced at Zhou Hao provocatively.

"Two, two, four!" The bearded man shouted and took away the man's two thousand yuan and paid Zhou Hao a thousand yuan.

Seeing that he had lost again, the man's face changed as he glared at Zhou Hao, as if he had lost to Zhou Hao instead of losing to the gambling house.

He stubbornly looked at Zhou Hao. After Zhou Hao placed his bet, he would bet the money on the opposite side of Zhou Hao.

"Zhou Hao, this guy seems to have gotten involved with you." Situ Jianying whispered into Zhou Hao's ear. She spoke with a hint of schadenfreude in her tone, because she knew that Zhou Hao's gambling skills were unfathomably deep.

Even Wen Xiangdong, the boss of Xiang City, did not dare to allow Zhou Hao to enter his casino and even gave him the title of "Xiang City Gambler".

Zhou Hao's right hand wrapped around Situ Jianying's waist, and looked at the man and the gambling table in front of him, her face revealing a calm and satisfied expression.

Just as Situ Jianying had said, the man was on par with Zhou Hao. In the next ten rounds, Zhou Hao would bet heavily on him, while he would bet heavily on Zhou Hao.

However, even though Zhou Hao had won ten consecutive rounds, he had still lost ten rounds in a row and had completely lost all the thirty thousand or so credits that he had brought.

He had lost ten rounds in a row, so it was nothing, but when Zhou Hao came in and bet, he won for sure.

Although Zhou Hao only bet a thousand every time, according to the odds, he still only won more than ten thousand every time.

However, after he'd won a few rounds, many gamblers thought that he'd had a great time and followed him in betting, even losing more than two hundred thousand.

Including the bearded man standing opposite to him, a few spectators in the gambling den had already started to pay attention to Zhou Hao.

As for the man beside Zhou Hao, he seemed to not know about these things and was currently rummaging through his pockets, obviously wanting to find some money to gamble with.

The man with sideburns coldly looked at him and said, "Writer Chen, if you have no money, then hurry up and f * ck off. The debt you owe our boss is almost up. You'd better think about how to pay it, otherwise we will lock you up and throw some red oil at you!"

"Wait, I still have money, I want to bet again, I want to bet again!" The man who was called Great Writer Chen shouted. He finally took out a few crumpled ten-dollar bills and a few coins that didn't even add up to ten yuan.

Seeing that Zhang Xuan still had some money, the bearded man didn't say anything else and simply shook his head.

The writer looked at Zhou Hao. Obviously, he was waiting for Zhou Hao to bet the opposite.

At this point, he still had to face himself. Zhou Hao could not help but laugh bitterly at the bottom of his heart, he did not know whether he was being stubborn or stubborn.

After the man with sideburns shook the dice cup, Zhou Hao still placed one thousand yuan on "Da", and that writer Chen also placed all his money he had on "Xiao".

However, until now, all the gamblers had already made the bet with Zhou Hao, so this writer Chen looked as if he was going to oppose everyone.

In the end, without any suspense, under the cheers of the gamblers who followed Zhou Hao to bet, Chen Da Wenhui also lost his last bit of money.

However, he was not the only loser. All the gamblers had placed their bets and the casino had lost more than 100,000 people.

"Chen Yaohui, you don't have any money, right? Then quickly scram. Don't get in my way here." The bearded man spoke again as he stared at Zhou Hao. Until now, he had already determined that Zhou Hao was an expert who had come to trample on people.

The reason why he said that to Chen Yaohui was to urge him to leave as soon as possible and not to get involved with it.

Zhou Hao naturally noticed that a few of the spectators in the casino had already quietly surrounded them, but he didn't care at all. He was still smiling as he looked at Chen Yaohui beside him.

The more he looked at this Chen Yaohui, the more he felt that he looked familiar. However, he had indeed never heard of the name Chen Yaohui before. Thus, he became even more curious.

Chen Yaohui had lost all his money. He was about to leave anyway, but when he saw Zhou Hao's gaze, he shouted again, "No, I still want to bet!"

The bearded man was also getting impatient. He placed his hands on his hips and stared at Chen Yaohui, "What the f * ck else do you have to bet? Do you think you're Lei Luo? Put down the gun and you can be 10 or 20 thousand!"

"I … I … I …" I still have this! " Chen Yaohui was also forced into a corner. He took out a notebook and placed it on the gambling table.

The bearded man casually picked up the book and started flipping through it, "What and what, the 'zombie legend'? Blessed by the heavens? Ma Xiaoling? What f * * king forks and forks? Are you trying to play with laozi!? " After saying that, he threw the book at Chen Yaohui's face.

"No, this is the script I just finished. I have confidence that this script will definitely sell for a lot of money. I'll just leave it here and treat it as ten thousand yuan. When I get the royalties and the script out, I'll definitely return it to you, okay?"

"Waiting for you to pay for the script? When you get the money, my grandma will even be able to have another son! " The bearded man shouted, "Are you leaving or not? If you don't, I'll f * cking break your legs and throw you into the street!"

Zhou Hao who was at the side heard the names "Heaven's blessing" and "Ma Xiaoling", his heart suddenly shook, and then heard that the book was a script, and he came to a realization.

"Could it be that the gambling addict is Chen Shisan?" He looked at this man and thought to himself, "No wonder he looks so familiar. So he's Chen Shisan. I wanted to meet him before. This Chen Yaohui should be his real name."

Seeing that the famous screenwriter who was addressed as "Ghost Genius" was in such a predicament, Zhou Hao was also deeply moved, especially the scene with the creased script in his arms.

The play that the bearded man thought was worthless, at the moment, only Zhou Hao and Chen Shisan knew of its value.

That's the script for "I have a date with a Zombie", Zhou Hao sighed in his heart.

"Brother Xu, it's true. This script will really sell a lot. I'm not lying to you." Chen Shisan said to the bearded man.

The bearded man raised his fist, "Fuck, if you dare to say more, laozi will cut your number two off!"

Just then, Zhou Hao spoke out, "10,000 yuan, this script is too cheap. How about I pay a million to buy your script? "