Chapter 158 The Sharpest Blade
Whether Alan family and his wife believe it or not, Charlee Ford himself doesn't believe it.
However, she can't find anything but this excuse.
Although there was an accident, she was going to the clubhouse.
For three days in a row, Charlee Ford won only five games, and almost every time he won, he never gave his opponent a chance to fight back.
For a time, this petite and strange player wearing a cat mask has become the hottest topic here.
But what surprised Charlee Ford most was that.
For three days in a row, she was rewarded with 200,000 yuan every day. In addition, her fame is getting bigger and bigger. There are already more than one million deposits in the bank card that the club gave her before.
On the third night, after finishing the competition for another hour, Charlee Ford planned to go back to White County.
Just then, the waiter of the clubhouse suddenly found Charlee Ford.
"Hello, please welcome our boss." The waiter said respectfully.
Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows, and a flash of clarity flashed across his face.
When she is too conspicuous in a place, the local local strongman will find himself.
To be expected.
Charlee Ford followed the waiter through a long corridor, beautifully decorated and full of drunkenness.
She was eventually taken to a box.
Charlee Ford pushed open the door. As expected, a man in leather jacket was sitting inside, accompanied by several enchanting women and several respectful middle-aged men.
The man in leather jacket is very young and looks at her with his legs crossed and great interest.
"Are you" who would play black if it wasn't for money? " The man in leather jacket looked at her and asked.
Charlee Ford curled his lips and said, "Did you find someone else to come over?"
"Oh, my temper is quite big. Do you know who I am?" The leather jacket has a smile on his face, and he is not angry at all because of the guns and sticks in Charlee Ford dialect.
"Not clear."
The middle-aged man on the side quickly aloud reminded: "This is your gold master, and he gave all the rewards these days! Don't thank you quickly!"
"I make money by my own ability. Why do I thank you?" Charlee Ford was speechless.
"Yes, I like your temper very much." The man in the leather jacket waved and waved several people around him, leaving Charlee Ford alone in the box.
The leather jacket stood up: "Take off the mask and show me."
Charlee Ford stepped back and looked at him warily. "No way."
The two men just confronted each other for a while.
After a long time, the man in the leather jacket nested back on the sofa again and smiled: "OK, don't pick it, don't pick it, anyway, I called you here today is not for this matter."
"What do you want with me?"
The man lit a cigarette and began to smoke: "I think you can fight. Are you interested in following me?"
Charlee Ford frowned. "What do you mean?"
"It's meaningless for a person like you to retreat in such a small county town. I don't think you are a thing in the pool. You go to Yangcheng with me, and I will take you to see more powerful people. How about that?" The man smoked a cigarette and invited her.
Charlee Ford looked at him warily. "What do you have?"
"Smart," the man praised her. "I look at your id. You seem to be short of money. You didn't have tens of thousands of pieces for a day in such a small county. If you follow me to a bigger ring, it may be hundreds of millions in one game. What do you think?"
Charlee Ford understood.
This man wants to work for him.
"I'm not in a hurry for these three or five days. Go back and think slowly. Since I dare to promise you, as long as you listen to me, the benefits will be indispensable to you." The man said and pulled out a bank card from the coat of his leather jacket. "This is your pocket money, and there are five million in it."
It's five million at a time.
Charlee Ford shook his head. "I'll consider your invitation, but I can't take the money."
If she once took the money, wouldn't it be a disguised promise to him?
After this night, Charlee Ford didn't play black games for two consecutive days.
It's not that she wants to avoid that man.
She believes that anyone who spends five million at random will be able to find out where she lives now.
On the third night, after dinner, Charlee Ford went back to his room and called Dallas.
"Boss, you finally contacted me," Dallas said quickly. "I found out the identity of the man you asked me to check!"
Charlee Ford stood by the window and lowered his voice. "How's it going?"
"This man is called Chang Sheng. He is the youngest son of Madison Gambling God and the most promising one to inherit his family property. His usual hobbies are some extreme sports such as racing. He recently came to America with his family secrets, but he didn't do anything big. Boss, what are you doing with him?"
Charlee Ford's face flashed a deep thought.
Madison Gambler She heard that as a Chinese, Gambler immigrated to Madison, and the power and money behind it were very strong.
This regular... she may be able to use it.
At 2:30 in the evening, it was deeper and heavier, and a cold wind blew on the people standing at the window.
There was no expression on his face, but he stared out of the window quietly.
The middle-aged man with a big belly around him wiped the sweat on his face and said, "Brother Sheng, it's already this point. She should not come. Otherwise, let's send someone to find her home directly."
Chang Sheng's eyes are dignified.
After a long time, he suddenly smiled slowly and sat back in his chair. "She will definitely come."
The words sound just cough up, below the waiter ran up, panting: "Boss," if it is not for money who will play black match "to come!"
The boss is more excited than the waiter: "Come on, please ask her to come up!"
Charlee Ford stood in front of Chang Sheng, knew what the other person was, and had some bottom in her heart.
"Have you thought it over?" Chang Sheng asked her.
Charlee Ford nodded. "I can play outside with you, but you have to promise me one thing."
"You say."
"I must protect my family. I don't want them to be in any danger because of my exposure. Can you do it?" Charlee Ford looked at him firmly.
She believes that Chang Sheng can do it.
This man's identity background, even the Collins, who is now in good shape, is afraid to move.
She may be able to use him to compete with the Collins.
Chang Sheng poured himself a cup of tea and smiled slowly: "Listen to your tone, I have found my identity background."
Charlee Ford was noncommittal.
"I admire people like you, so I can agree to what you say, but I also have requirements." Chang Sheng took a sip of tea and said slowly.
"What?"
"I want you to bring me the best surprise. You can't lose a game and become my sharpest blade. Can you do it?"