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Great stick country.

The central city of the universe.

Hu Yidao was nibbling on a meat dumpling in the snack bar downstairs in the mall.

Dabangzi Country is not far from Longhan, but the food here is not accustomed to Hu Yidao no matter how many times he visits it.

The taste is wrong, the quantity is small, and there is no meat.

Except for the sweet and sour kimchi that he can accept, there is nothing else to eat.

On the first day, he ate 20 bowls of instant noodles.

Um, by the way, in Dabangzi Country, the name of instant noodles is Shin Ramen.

It was when Hu Yidao, who finally found the trace of Zhou Zhilong yesterday afternoon, was following him, passing by this mall, he saw a Longhan restaurant specializing in Qin cuisine.

Hu Yidao, who was already very familiar with Zhou Zhilong's family, couldn't hold back immediately. He even ate three bowls of oil-pour noodles and ordered four pork buns.

The boss spoke in the authentic Qin local dialect and said: "Lady, your energy to eat can be compared to the half-size son at my house, how can you eat?"

"Boss, I've been hungry for a day, can I have less?"

Hu Yidao said angrily.

"Oh, you are also from Longhan, what are you doing here in Dabangzi Country, on a business trip?"

"No, I came here to travel."

"Yeah." The owner in his 50s didn't mind Hu Yidao's answer either.

In his opinion, there is nothing in Dabangzi Country, and it is better to travel here with comfort in Longhan.

If it weren't for the fact that his child majored in Korean, he happened to have taken courses related to film and television filming here, but he would not be able to stay here at all.

Golden kennels and silver kennels are not as good as their own dog kennels.

For older people, no matter how beautiful the colorful world outside, it is not as comfortable as living in their hometown.

"Come on, young children, we are also familiar with the experience of another country, I will give you 10,000 more mutton soup, drink it to warm up and warm your body."

"Thanks, boss."

Hu Yidao didn't see it, and when he picked up the mutton soup, he snorted and drank it.

Just halfway through the drink, Hu Yidao saw Zhou Zhilong getting down from the top floor of the mall.

He hurriedly put the bowl of mutton soup that he had already drunk on the table, and quickly followed.

The owner of the Qindi gourmet restaurant was washing the dishes in the back kitchen, and suddenly looked up and saw that Hu Yidao was missing.

He was stunned.

I kindly gave a bowl of mutton soup to my fellow villager, and you just drink it without being grateful.

As a result, he didn't even pay for the oily noodles and pork buns that I ate just now.

What a fellow this is.

Sure enough, people want to be knowledgeable.

When I left the door, I thought that everyone was a Longhan and could help, but I was still scammed.

It's really unforgettable.

The boss turned off the faucet and wiped his hands on the apron twice. After walking out, the kitchen cleaned the dishes.

Well, this guy is not bad, although he eats a lot and people are not particular about it, at least.

The boss couldn't help sighing when looking at the clean and bottomless lamb soup in the bowl, he inherited this virtue of not wasting.

Picking up the lamb soup bowl from the table and placing it on the tray, the boss found that there was a stack of money at the bottom of the bowl.

The sign in the store clearly reads, a bowl of oil-pour noodles 1300, and a steamed bun 850.

Hu Yidao ate three bowls of oil-spattered noodles and four pork buns. The total cost should be 7,300 won.

Even if you add a bowl of mutton soup worth 2,000, a total of 9,300 is enough.

But as a result, the boss carefully counted the stack of money under the bowl and it turned out to be 12,600 won.

Overpaid 3300.

Fortunately, I just said that people ran away after eating.

What people don’t know is that they have given more money.

If you can see him next time, the boss decided to give him a bowl of mutton soup.

The reason why Hu Yidao gave so much money was because time was urgent, and he didn't carefully calculate how much he should pay, so he took out all the money he received and put it at the bottom of the bowl.

But he knew that the owner would definitely not make any money to open a restaurant here.

The current exchange rate between the Korean won and the Rong Han currency is around 1 to 160.

In other words, the total amount of money that I just left was only more than 70 yuan, which made the boss busy for a long time.

"Korean: Open the door, I'm back."

Zhou Zhilong walked to the door of a residential house and said loudly, it was getting late now, and there were almost no people walking on the street.

But he still looked around cautiously.

This is a place where he participates in chess and cards in private, and it is best not to be discovered.

Hu Yidao hurriedly hid in the side of the alley.

After seeing Zhou Zhilong saying a few words with the other party, the door opened from the inside.

After he entered, the door closed quickly.

As if what I saw just now was a dream.

According to the news from Jin Ximing, Hu Yidao knew that Zhou Zhilong was very fond of gambling.

Almost every day after getting off work from the government, I have to go out and play a few with people.

At the same time, because he has a lot of gray income, every time he comes to gamble, he is shot by millions of won, so that countless small gambling houses are very welcome to him.

Seeing that there was no one on the left or right, Hu Yidao cautiously walked to the door, took a long-handled pole from his pocket, and slowly pushed it up.

With a few keystrokes in his hand, Hu Yidao quickly left.

This is the equipment he purchased from a local black shop in Seoul, which can be used to take some photos secretly.

Take out a laptop from his backpack, Hu Yidao imported the pictures from the device.

If you look from the door in the yard, you can see three rooms inside.

They are all shining yellow lights.

Outside the room, there were a few casually dressed punks guarding there.

This site is not lost to the Black Clothes Club, but the site of another community in Seoul.

However, whocare!

Hu Yidao didn't need two hands at all to deal with this kind of punks without guns.

He didn't have any plans at first, and now he saw that his opponents were such a group of incompetent people.

Then there is no need to think about any plans, just go straight over.

Putting the notebook computer back into the backpack behind him, Hu Yidao moved his hands and feet, put all the scattered things on his body into a small pocket and zippered.

After jumping in place for a few times, he found that there was nothing that could affect his performance before he walked out of the alley and came to the door of the gambling hall.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Korean: Open the door, open the door, open the door for Laozi."

"Korean: Who is so arrogant at night."

"Go and have a look. If it's a mess, we'll beat him out, just to move around."

"Okay boss, I'll open the door."

A black-skinned man who looked like a calf came to the door first and opened the door: "Are you so...Ah!"

"who!"

"What the hell!"

Hu hit the brawny man's face with a stab, and directly slapped the opponent into a peach blossom.

The little gangsters behind also saw Hu Yidao's method of injuring others, and couldn't help being furious, and rushed up with the knife and stick in his hand.

"Korean: a pile of rubbish."

Hu Yidao said something contemptuously, without using any weapons in his hand, he rushed straight up.

It's as if he is the one who has the advantage in numbers and weapons.

After a while, the five gangsters guarding the door were all knocked to the ground by Hu.

"Don't talk, I'm here to find someone."

Several gangsters looked unbelief.

Why are you looking for someone? Can't you tell me earlier?

Want to beat us?

As for you.

"I don't want to see more trouble, so can I ask you to cooperate a little bit."

Hu Yidao's face was not covered, and he said calmly.

But the five gangsters in front of him nodded eagerly.

"Don't worry, we will definitely not spoil you."

"Um."

Hu Yidao nodded, and searched several people one by one, took out their mobile phones, unplugged the batteries, and broke the phone card.

Looking around, he found a bungee rope for tying luggage.

"The knot I tied to you is very easy to untie, but if I find out that one of you is leaving, maybe I will find you someday in the future, understand?"

"I just want to finish my business, and then everyone has nothing to do with each other."

"No problem, brother."

"We all listen to your orders."

"We will never run, whoever runs, we will catch him together."

Hu Yidao nodded and tied the five of them together with a rope.

The technique is exactly as he said, the tie is loose and loose, and even those gangsters can break free within 10 seconds as long as they cooperate a little.

It's not that Hu Yidao doesn't want to tie it tight, he really can't.

Once in the mercenary group, one of his comrades was a rope master.

Only a 40 cm long rope can tie two muscular men immobile.

Well, yes, it's the trick of adding men to men.

After tying up a few people, Hu Yidao walked to the gate of the yard and locked the gate that hadn't been closed just now, and then walked into the gambling hall with ease.

Compared to the cold outside, the house was hot and dry.

All sorts of strange smells filled the room, such as the smell of smelly socks, the smell of women's perfume, and the strongest was the smell of cigarettes that filled the whole room.

Hu Yidao walked into it, and did not close the door casually.

"Asshole, close the door."

"You really want to freeze us to death."

"Go and close the door."

Countless gamblers shouted and cursed one after another.

But it was the table of young people near the door that called the most joyous.

"Be quiet."

Hu Yidao said fiercely, pointing at the crowd.

Those gamblers were taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Where do you come from? How dare you call out in front of Grandpa."

"Do you know where this is?"

"This is the site of the joy club, boy, you are tired of living."

"Come and let the big guy."

When the crowd was arguing, a thin young man with dyed blond hair pushed away from the crowd and came to Hu Yidao.

"Who are you, what are you doing here in our joy club."

As the blond youth stood up, the noisy crowd just now quieted down.

Hu Yidao didn't recognize him, and any of the gamblers present didn't know Quan Zilong, the leader of the Joy Club.

Don't look at this product being very handsome and dyed with blond hair.

If you don't know him, you must think that he is a young star in the country.

But he is not.

He is the super beater of the Joy Club who once created one dozen thirty.

He is the super pillar that allowed the Joy Club to develop from the original third-rate society to the current first-class society.

At the same time, he is also the person most likely to take over as the next boss of the Joy Club.

This Quan Zilong is not only skilled.

Even more powerful is his mind.

He graduated from the Department of Mechanical Engineering of Seoul National Engineering College, and he also completed two bachelor's degrees in the four years of university.

One is music and the other is construction.

The Seoul Myungri Bridge designed by him is under construction in Seoul this year.

If there are no accidents, his life will be extremely bright.

However, an accident turned him from a social elite into a gold medalist of the Joy Club.

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