Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"What are you arguing about?" Zhang Dabao walked over and asked.

"Da Biao, your aunt is gone?" Zhang Cuihua said.

"Mom, hurry up." It seemed that Jia Dongxu had drunk a little tonight. No wonder he was not seen during the meeting.

"What does he want?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"You need money to play cards. Your family's financial situation is already poor, yet you go there every day to play cards." Zhang Cuihua also looked a little sad.

Chapter 22: Beat Jia Dongxu Again

"Playing cards? And it costs money? Isn't this gambling?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu.

"Seventh uncle, let's just have some fun," Jia Dongxu said to Zhang Dabao with a smile.

"Just play around, play with you!" Zhang Dabao slapped him in the face, and then kicked him, knocking Jia Dongxu down.

Jia Dongxu fell to the ground, and before he could get up, Zhang Dabao came over again and slapped him four or five times, which woke Jia Dongxu up. He begged for mercy, "Seventh Uncle, I won't go anymore. I don't want to play anymore."

"If you want to go, go. If you don't want to go, don't go. This is your family's business. Let me ask you, how much did you lose?" Zhang Dabao grabbed Jia Dongxu by the collar.

"Thirty-five," Jia Dongxu said in a low voice.

"Today, or all of the time?" Zhang Dabao continued to ask him.

"Tonight, I had bad luck. My seventh uncle could have turned the tables with another ten dollars, but good cards never come," Jia Dongxu said to Zhang Dabao.

"Everyone thinks this way when they lose everything. Has anyone ever won?" Zhang Dabao slapped his face four or five times when he heard Jia Dongxu's words.

At this time, Jia Dongxu's mouth was full of blood and it was unclear what he was saying.

"Are they still waiting for you?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu.

"Yes," Jia Dongxu said with a sigh of relief.

"Take me with you and I will win it back for you," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"Seventh Uncle, can you do it? They are all masters." Jia Dongxu didn't quite believe in Zhang Dabao's ability.

"You're such a master!" Zhang Dabao slapped Jia Dongxu's face twice again.

"Sister, if he asks you for money again, tell me that I can't beat him to death. After the salary is paid, you must keep this bastard under control. Without a proper reason, you can't give him a penny. Do you understand?" Zhang Dabao turned around and said to Zhang Cuihua.

"I know how much money Dabiao and Dongxu have wasted, and he never listens. We should teach him a lesson." Zhang Cuihua did not feel sorry for her son, but supported her brother's point of view.

"Lead the way." Zhang Dabao pushed Jia Dongxu, and Jia Dongxu almost fell.

The two walked for about twenty minutes and came to a small courtyard. "Dongxu is back. Did he bring friends here?" The person at the door knew Jia Dongxu and greeted him specially.

"Dongxu is back? Who is this friend?" When he entered the room, there were about ten people playing poker. One of them, who should be the dealer, asked Jia Dongxu.

"This is my uncle, he also wants to play," Jia Dongxu introduced Zhang Dabao to the dealer.

"Dongxu, we are playing a big game. Have you explained it clearly to your uncle?" the dealer continued to ask.

"I brought two hundred yuan. Is that enough?" Zhang Dabao took out a stack of cash from his pocket and asked the dealer.

"Enough, that's enough. What does uncle want to play?" The dealer immediately smiled.

"Just playing cards will do. Isn't this a game of fried golden flowers? This is played quickly. What's the bottom line?" Zhang Dabao came to the table, sat down, and asked the dealer.

"A base of one piece, at least one piece must be put up, black one goes up to two, black two goes up to five, and the maximum number of rounds is fifteen. After fifteen rounds, no one opens the cards, and everyone compares the size, and whoever has the bigger card wins." The dealer introduced the rules.

"Okay, that's enough for one hand. Let's start. We need to finish early so we can go back and rest." Zhang Dabao began to urge the dealer, then picked up the cards on the table and began to shuffle them.

"Please sit down. Don't keep your uncle waiting." The dealer sat down. Including Zhang Dabao, there were six people sitting down together.

Everyone placed their cards and the dealer began dealing cards. In the first round, Zhang Dabao discarded his cards without even looking at them, and he did this for five rounds in a row. Jia Dongxu, who was watching from behind, was a little confused. After Zhang Dabao discarded his cards, he would go over to check. In the fourth round, Zhang Dabao actually lost a pair of tens. With six people having a pair of tens, his chances of winning were very high.

In the sixth game, Zhang Dabao started to play black cards, and he got two at a time. No matter how many people looked at the cards, he always played two black cards in every round. No one at the scene had ever seen such a fancy operation. The dealer followed until the end. He had a pair of A in his hand, and it would be a pity to throw away the A. He felt that he had a great chance of winning, so he did not open his cards. It was even more impossible for Zhang Dabao to open his cards. In the fifteenth round, when comparing the size of the cards, Zhang Dabao turned over the cards, which were 234, the smallest straight, and he won more than one hundred yuan.

In the seventh game, Zhang Dabao did the same thing, and finally won 10JQ, taking down his opponent's 789, and winning more than one hundred yuan again; in the eighth game, the sound of the waves remained the same, with golden flowers 1084, defeating his opponent's golden flowers 976, and earning more than one hundred yuan again.

Zhang Dabao won ten games and had 1,500 yuan in cash. Two people at the table had already withdrawn because they couldn't stand it anymore. No matter how good your cards were, Zhang Dabao could always beat you. They lost dozens of yuan in each game and couldn't stand it. No one's money came from the wind.

"Dongxu, did you see that? This is what a wise man does not win in the first five games, but will win every game thereafter. You have to learn from this. Dongxu owed someone thirty-five yuan, and I'm paying him back. Give me the IOU." Zhang Dabao counted out thirty-five yuan and said to the people around him.

When a man heard this, he took out the IOU and took the money from Zhang Dabao.

"Do you still want to play?" Zhang Dabao asked the dealer, "Your luck is bad today, it's better not to play", he said to himself without waiting for the other party to answer.

The dealer was so frustrated by his loss.

"Boy, are you cheating?" The other man at the table stood up and said to Zhang Dabao angrily.

"I'm cheating? The cards are yours, the place is yours, and you dealt the cards. How can I pay? Don't play if you can't afford it. A man can lose, but he cannot wrongly accuse others after losing," Zhang Dabao said contemptuously.

"You..." The man who stood up was furious.

"Liuzi, sit down," the dealer said loudly to the man angrily.

"Uncle Dongxu, we are playing too small like this. How about playing something bigger? And don't play tactics. Just go if you have cards and leave if you don't? We can't adapt to so many tactics," said the dealer with a forced smile.

"How old is he? Let Dongxu go back first. It's not good for him to stay here alone. His mother is waiting for him at home," Zhang Dabao said to the banker.

"Okay, Dongxu, you go back first. Come back and play when you have time." The dealer immediately agreed to Zhang Dabao's request.

"I'll give you twenty yuan. Go to the snack bar and buy some food now. Wait for me at home. There must be two meat dishes and a bottle of good wine, okay?" Zhang Dabao said loudly to Jia Dongxu.

"I understand, Uncle Seventh. I'll go back first." When Jia Dongxu left, he looked back several times reluctantly.

"Dongxu is gone too, and no one must have told your family. Brother, how about we bet the bottom five and the black ten and the top twenty?" the dealer asked Zhang Dabao.

"Of course I have no problem. I have the most money. How about you?" Zhang Dabao's words almost pissed off the other two people. What kind of words are these? You have a lot of money, but it's all our money.

"Change the deck of cards." The dealer arranged for a younger brother on the side to take out a new deck of cards.

"Let's start," he asked, looking at the three people.

Zhang Dabao signaled him to deal the cards, and a new round of game began.

Chapter 23 Gambling

This time Zhang Dabao did not play tactics, but did the same as the other three. He would sometimes look at the cards, and if the cards were good, he would follow one or two hands. After playing for more than ten games, he did not win any money, but instead lost a hundred dollars.

In this round, after Zhang Dabao played a black hand, he looked at his cards and bet twenty yuan. Two other people also looked at their cards and bet twenty yuan. When it was Zhang Dabao's turn, he bet twenty yuan again without any hesitation. After four rounds, the other two felt that their cards were not strong enough and they folded. Zhang Dabao won the round.

One of them turned over a big card. What kind of card was it? It was so fierce. It turned out to be a K, with a 9 and an 8. The person who was looking at the cards was very angry. "Is this the card?"

"Who told you not to open it?" Zhang Dabao's words made the other party even angrier. I lost a f*cking pair of 8s, and this bastard's words were really irritating.

Zhang Dabao did the same in this round. After looking at the cards, he followed suit with twenty. The other three also looked at their cards, smiled secretly, and followed suit. Everyone bet fifteen rounds in this round, which means three hundred yuan each. "Let's compare. I have a straight flush, 789." The man who looked at the cards in the previous round happily showed his cards.

"Brother Liu, I can't let you win this round. I also have a straight flush, but it's JQK," Liu Ziliang said with a smile after showing his cards.

"Stop arguing. What did I say with the three fives?" The dealer also showed his cards.

"Shit, I just happened to have three sixes, what a coincidence, isn't it?" Zhang Dabao also turned over his cards, and the three people were stunned.

In two consecutive rounds, everyone had good cards, but Zhang Dabao was the winner in the end. One of them had no money left, and Liuzi didn't have enough money to play another round, so Zhang Dabao suggested playing again another day.

There was no choice but for the dealer to agree. Zhang Dabao made a big profit tonight, winning more than 4,000 yuan, which filled a small bag.

After collecting the money, Zhang Dabao walked out. It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening and the winter night was very quiet. After Zhang Dabao walked more than a hundred meters, Kuai Shu started running and when he passed an alley, he jumped onto a tree in the alley.

Less than a minute later, five people came chasing after them, led by Liuzi.

"See if there is anyone in the alley. Brother Zhi said that if we take the money back, each person will get 100 yuan," Liuzi said to everyone in a low voice.

"How should we deal with Dongxu's uncle?" one of them asked Liuzi.

"Throw it into the river to feed the turtles. How dare this bastard win my money?" Liuzi said angrily.

"Ah" As soon as Liuzi's voice fell, he cried out softly and fell to the ground staggeringly.

"Brother Liuzi, what's wrong with you?" someone asked. Liuzi didn't answer, but the man also called out and lay on Liuzi.

"Be careful, something's happening." Someone noticed something was wrong, and the remaining three people formed a small formation with their backs together.

"Puff" another person fell down, then another, until the last one. Zhang Dabao came down from the tree, took away the daggers on their bodies, collected the bodies of the five people, changed the bloodstains at the scene with soil, and then returned to the place where they had just played cards.

Now those who were playing cards and those who were watching the cards had all left, and Zhige's men had all gone out to arrest people. Now Zhige, the banker, was the only one left at home, and he was sitting on a chair drinking tea.

The door opened and Zhang Dabao walked in.

"Did you get the money back?" the banker asked without looking up.

Zhang Dabao took a step forward and put the dagger to his neck, then said to him, "I didn't take it back, but I'm sending it to you."

"Brother, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. I didn't expect Liuzi to be that kind of person. Don't worry, I won't forgive him. Dongxu and I have been good brothers for many years. We are not outsiders." Brother Zhi started to say nice things.

"He is not a stranger, so why did you cheat him of his money? What else is there at home? I am in a hurry, take it out quickly?" The dagger in Zhang Dabao's hand cut the skin on his neck.

"Uncle, they are all under the bed. There is more than a thousand yuan. You can take it all," the dealer said in a low voice, frightened.

"Whose courtyard does this belong to?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"It's mine. I can't give it to you. It's a family heirloom." Zhige's voice softened.

"Hurry up, write the transfer certificate for the bicycle outside the door, and write a note saying you owe me 5,000 yuan," Zhang Dabao said as he took out a pen and paper from the space.

After Zhi Ge finished writing, he put his fingerprints on it. At the middleman position, Zhang Dabao asked him to write Liuzi's name with his left hand, and he wrote the name of his other younger brother with his right hand.

"Where is the dark room? Hurry up." Zhang Dabao added more strength in his hands.

"Darkroom?" The banker was obviously surprised. How did he know that Liuzi, that bastard, betrayed me?

In fact, it was Zhang Dabao who deceived him, because people like them would never put everything out in the open. Everyone knows that a cunning rabbit has three burrows. How could you, a gang leader, not know that?

"Uncle, please leave some for me under the big vat in the west room. Don't worry, I will definitely treat you better than I treated my father in the future." The banker had tears in his eyes when he said this.

"You acted really well. It's a pity that he didn't become an actor," Zhang Dabao said regretfully, and he drew the knife in his hand harder, killing him as well.

He took away the small box under the bed, then moved the large vat and entered the cellar. Without looking closely, he put away everything first.

He also put the crops into the space and flushed the scene with water; he took their bicycles from the yard and came to a small river. He poured gasoline on the six people and set them on fire. After watching the fire gradually go out, Zhang Dabao threw the remaining things burned by the six people into the river. From then on, Zhige disappeared from the world. Zhang Dabao rode his bicycle and quickly returned to Yard 95.

Outside the courtyard wall, he put away his bicycle, climbed over the wall and jumped off. Zhang Dabao was startled and saw that it was Jia Dongxu squatting in the corner.

"Seventh Uncle, you're back. How are you?" Jia Dongxu was overjoyed.