Chapter 147: Romant, the French God of Gamblers
Chapter 147: Romant, the French God of Gamblers
Lei Luo's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Old Mo.
"Can it really be done?"
Old Mo nodded: "It's definitely possible, and it won't leave any trace. Anyone who dares to offend me, I'll make sure their entire family dies."
"Okay. He lives in..."
Lei Luo then gave the address and information to Old Mo.
Old Mo smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and left.
When Inspector Aite finished get off work in the afternoon, he drove home happily.
Tonight is his son's birthday, and he's going home to have dinner with his wife and children.
When I got home, the house was decorated very warmly, and the whole villa was filled with a festive atmosphere.
They invited many relatives to celebrate their son's birthday.
The Filipino maid prepared lots of snacks and milk for them, and the family of sixteen ate dinner together in an orderly fashion.
When Lao Mo scanned them with his divine sense, he was truly speechless.
So many foreigners, and they're all lined up neatly!
At nine o'clock, Lei Luo received a phone call.
Inspector Ait's entire family of sixteen suffered from poisoning and were all admitted to the ICU.
The poisoning of the entire foreign family is none of his concern. And those foreigners are not going to be left to them. Yes, that's for the foreigner Ah She to handle.
Soon, he received another message.
There were absolutely no leads regarding the poisoning of Inspector Ait's family. The only solution was to arrest and interrogate the Filipino maids.
How could interrogate those Filipino maids possibly catch the real culprit?
Lei Luo put down the phone, not knowing what to say.
It truly is a case of killing without leaving a trace!
Now, it all depends on whether Inspector Aite and his family are tough enough.
Anyway, he's out of control for now. The Lou family has basically wasted their money.
Lei Luo stood up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.
Yes, he was really tempted.
If Old Mo had such abilities, he really wanted to hand over all those foreigners who didn't support him to Old Mo to deal with.
If he gets rid of these foreigners who don't support him, his position will be much more secure.
Unfortunately, he was also somewhat afraid and couldn't make up his mind.
Everything has two sides. If things get out of control, there will be a backlash.
in the hospital.
The foreign doctor was completely stunned after reviewing Inspector Aite's medical report.
Paraquat poisoning? That's enough to be considered fatal.
Yes, paraquat was invented by the English, and it began production and marketing in 1962.
There have been many cases of paraquat poisoning in their country, and there is no cure.
When Inspector Aite received this news, he was completely devastated.
A family of sixteen, all wiped out.
Who did he offend?
Yes, they are foreigners; they can arrest people and investigate them as soon as they can remember them.
However, even he himself couldn't understand it, let alone investigate it.
All I can say is that Aite's political enemies are in trouble. Sixteen foreigners, big and small, no matter what, anyone who can be thought of will be investigated.
But no matter how they investigated, they couldn't find Lei Luo. Because Lei Luo wasn't even worthy of being their opponent.
Two days later, Lao Mo received a call from Hua Zirong.
"Brother Mo, I've invited the French gambling god Romant. The stakes are 300 million. Do you dare to play? If not, please don't come to my casino to cause trouble again."
Old Mo laughed on the spot: "French gambling god Romant, how scary! Tell me, where's the address? When?"
"Tonight at 8 PM, on the second floor of my Dafabet Casino. Bring enough money!"
"Okay. See you there."
After hanging up the phone, Lao Mo smiled.
After this gambling incident, it's estimated that Hua Zai Rong will be out of a job.
It's impossible for Hua Zirong to have 300 million; he must have brought in a lot of partners. If he loses that 300 million, Hua Zirong probably won't even be able to survive.
This is what happens when you offend Lao Mo.
Old Mo looked at the money in his hand; it totaled a little over two hundred million.
No, he needs to find partners too.
After thinking for a moment, he picked up the phone and called Lei Luo.
"Brother Le, that bastard Hua Zai Rong has set up a gambling game for me, the stakes are 300 million, and I'm still 100 million short. What do you think?"
Lei Luo paused for a moment, then said, "Do you want me to lend it to you, or do you want to cooperate with me?"
Old Mo said, "Let's cooperate! I felt really bad about taking tens of millions from you last time. This time, I'll get you 100 million, consider it paying you back."
"OK."
The two hit it off.
At seven o'clock, Wu Shih-hao arrived with a group of his underlings.
Yes, they came just to support Lao Mo. In fact, Lao Mo didn't care whether they were there or not.
At 7:30, the convoy arrived at Lei Luo's residence, picked up Lei Luo and Piggy, and arrived at Hua Zai Rong's Dafa Casino at exactly 8:00.
It's worth mentioning that the relationship between Hua Zai Rong and Lui Lok is quite complicated. You could say that Hua Zai Rong is Lui Lok's underling, or you could say that isn't.
In fact, Lei Luo was the one who set the rules. According to the rules, Hua Zirong had to hand over a large sum of money to Lei Luo every month.
And Lei Luo can guarantee that his business will not be disturbed by the authorities.
To put it bluntly, Lei Luo is Hua Zai Rong's protector. Hua Zai Rong is independent and not a subordinate.
If one day Hua Zai Rong is replaced by someone else, Lei Luo will cooperate with the newly rising person.
Conversely, once Lui Lok steps down, Fai-wing will cooperate with the new leader, while Lui Lok will be nothing.
Yes, that's the relationship.
"Oh my, Brother Le is here too. Welcome, welcome!"
As soon as Hua Zai Rong saw Lei Luo coming over, he immediately went to greet him.
Led by Hua Zai Rong, the group arrived at the casino lobby on the second floor.
A long gambling table has already been set up here.
Meanwhile, the French gambling god Romant was already sitting there, waiting for quite some time.
"Come, come, Brother Lok, let me introduce you. This is the French gambling god, Romant. Mr. Romant, and this is Brother Lok, our Chief Detective."
Throughout the entire process, Hua Zirong treated Lei Luo as the main character, not even glancing at Lao Mo.
He thought that this would make Lao Mo very angry, and it would affect Lao Mo's condition later.
In fact, Old Mo simply smiled slightly.
A man like Lao Mo is someone whose emotions can't be significantly affected unless you can defeat him.
Both sides finally left the field.
At the long gambling table, Old Mo and Romant were at least four meters apart. A beautiful female dealer was dealing the cards in the middle.
All around, spectators sat watching the match. Lei Luo and Wu Shih-hao, along with their henchmen, were seated. Opposite them sat Hua Zai-rong's business partners and their men.
Yes, it's similar to a scene from the movie "God of Gamblers".
Romantt speaks Cantonese. He leans back in his chair and looks at Old Mo across from him with a disdainful gaze.
"Mr. Mo, you look unfamiliar. You're probably not from the gambling world, are you?"
Old Mo nodded and smiled, "Just starting out."
Romant got angry as soon as he heard that.
That bastard Hua Zai Rong actually made a gambling god like him gamble against a nobody. Isn't that humiliating?
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