"Help? This was quite rare.
I didn't expect that there would be something that you couldn't solve, Mr. Luo.”
Hong Guang didn't mind satisfying Luo Hao's requests before the end of the King of Gambling Tournament.
However, it was necessary for him to mock Luo Hao to make himself feel better.
Ever since the news of Luo Hao defeating the King of Kings, Huang Shihu, and obtaining the title of the gambling emperor spread throughout Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan, he had not been in a good mood.
Now, he saw Luo Hao come to him early in the morning to ask for his help.
His heart was as carefree as eating ice cream on a hot day.
Aren't you the gambling emperor?
Now, you're still begging me, the Hong Kong gambling king.
"There's nothing I can do. The main thing is that I'm not born with a special talent like Mr. Hoffman.
For example, Mr. Hoffman feeding people to dogs.
I don't have these talents.
Therefore, there are some things that I think only you can do.”
Luo Hao shrugged his shoulders, completely unbothered by Hong Guang's mockery.
In his view, Hong Guang's attitude was purely that of a villain who had achieved success.
Therefore, no matter how strong his perseverance was and how he became the Hong Kong Gambling King with his disability, he could only stop at the position of Hong Kong Gambling King for the rest of his life.
"What do you want me to do for you?"
Hong Guang's eyelids twitched.
He suddenly realized that bickering with Luo Hao was really an unpleasant thing.
Now, the breakfast in his mouth was as tasteless as eating a tissue.
"I want someone from Mr. Hoffman."
Luo Hao said.
"Who is it?"
Hong Guang's pupils contracted slightly.
"Qimeng!"
Luo Hao spat out two words.
"If there's anything else I can help you with.
But I can't help you if you want a dream.
She was Hong Guang's top spy.
It's not under my control now."
Hong Guang shook his head nonchalantly.
"Mr. Hoffman, although we haven't known each other for long, we know each other well.
Stop pretending in front of me.
Zuo Songxing had been very arrogant at the start of the World Gambling King Competition.
Now, it was as if he had lost his soul.
There was only one explanation. Qimeng, who had captivated him, had disappeared.”
Luo Hao laughed,"
"Back then, Chen Song relied on Qimeng as his subordinate to make Zuo Songxing leave you decisively.
Based on my understanding of you, if you don't do something, then you're not Mr. Hoffman.
You and I both know what kind of person Zuo Songxing is.
Without his special ability, he was a person who had all the factors that could make him unsuccessful.
He was weak, liked to show off, wanted to do great things, but lacked responsibility and perseverance.
He could definitely be called a troublemaker in the gambling world.
Such a person was like a good-for-nothing once his weakness was grasped.
As far as I know, this is what you're best at.”
Speaking of Zuo Songxing, in Luo Hao's eyes, he was indeed a useless person in the gambling world.
He was born with a special ability, but he could only eat a cup of noodles in Hong Kong.
He had been under the God of Gamblers for a year, but he didn't even know how to reshuffle the cards.
Even Chen Daozai had learned to seize opportunities after a year of apprenticeship, and he had almost mastered 90% of his skills.
He had learned from Gao Jin for so long, but he only learned foot massage.
It was also because of this that although he did not underestimate Zuo Songxing and even regarded him as a strong opponent in the King of Gambling Tournament, he never regarded him as a mortal threat.
"Thank you for your praise.
However, isn't it a good thing for you and me that this dream has disappeared?
Mr. Luo, why would you let a person who has already disappeared appear again?
Wouldn't it be good to win the championship of the World Gambling King Competition in peace?”
Hong Guang had experienced Luo Hao's vicious tongue baptism many times, and not only did he learn to automatically filter out some words that he did not want to hear.
He even learned to accept Luo Hao's vicious tongue with appreciation and praise.
"I will be at peace whether Qimeng exists or not.
However, you might not know.
I've developed a good habit since I was young.
That was to hold grudges.
Back then, Qimeng helped Chen Song to rope me in.
In the end, she tried to shoot me instead.”
Luo Hao weaved a big net to trap Hong Guang in a few words,"
"At that time, she was so popular with you.
And I'm a little insignificant.
I didn't even have the chance to take revenge.
Now, I wonder if Mr. Hoffman can give me a chance?”
"I really didn't expect you and Qimeng to have such a story!”
Hong Guang's eyes flashed coldly.
He hated Qimeng to the core.
Now, he found out from Luo Hao that not only did Qimeng help Chen Song to rope in Zuo Songxing, but she also did not let Luo Hao off.
Thinking of this, Hong Guang wished he could chop Qimeng up and feed her to the dogs.
"If Master Hong is willing to give me face, I understand the principle of returning a favor.”
Luo Hao looked at Hong Guang and knew that it was about time.
"Oh? I wonder what kind of peach Mr. Luo has cast?”
Hong Guang looked at Luo Hao with interest.
For the first time, he felt that talking to Luo Hao wasn't an uncomfortable thing.
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