Chapter 183 Master Song and Dog refuse to enter

Song Zhiyu walked out of the gambling house with a small bag of silver in his hand and shook it in his envious gamble.

Bang.

The small gambling house closed the door, and after a while, another sign was hung at the door.

Song Zhiyu looked at the sign and tweeted: "Don't you win 500 taels, as for it?"

But I saw the sign that said: Master Song and the dog refused to enter!

Following Song Zhiyu, several playboys around him laughed: "Which family is this?"

Given Song Silang's good luck, he won money in any gambling house he played in, and was disliked. Who would win money in the future?

They all gave the gambling money with a smile, and then sent the people out. Since the family put on such a sign, several of them followed him. Anyway, the Fourth Master of Song would not pursue the matter.

It’s also a blessing that Song Silang is just a small game. If he bets a lot, all the gambling shops will close the door when they see him.

"Song Si, are you going to be the boss today?"

Song Zhiyu shrugged: "What's the matter? It's up to you to say. However, the cost cannot exceed this bag."

"That's natural, we don't know your habits yet?"

Everyone is a famous little playboy in Beijing, and they play together to the top. Song Zhiyu is so lucky that if Hui Hui wins money in a small gambling house, he will treat him, but the money for treating him will never exceed the money he won.

To what Song Zhiyu said, treating guests is OK, but you can only win outside. If he spends a lot of money and reaches out to the house, his legs will be broken.

So this has been the case over the years, and no one thinks it.

After walking out of the alley of the small gambling house, a few little beggars surrounded. Song Zhiyu generously spread a few silver horns out, which caused the little beggar to kneel on the ground and say aloof words, constantly saying auspicious words.

This is also Song Zhiyu's habit, which is won by giving generously.

Several people were discussing where to eat. Song Zhiyu looked around bored and looked at him. When he saw a man smiling politely at another man beside him, both walked into the opposite alley, and then turned his eyes away.

"I bet on a bag of peanuts, and Wei Sheng is definitely a Long Yang."

Song Zhiyu turned around and looked at Bao Chengxuan, a friend who was chewing peanuts: "Who?"

"Just that Wei Sheng, the illegitimate son of Wei Yuanhou, hasn't he picked him up recently? I heard that he is still the candidate for Tanhua who is very popular this year's autumn examination!"

Song Zhiyu immediately lost interest. He hated the most, and the good-looking academic master, even more annoying.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the horse was shocked."

A burst of exclamation came from a distance.

Several people looked over.

But I saw a snow-white BMW racing towards Song Zhiyu and the others, and the BMW was immediately a ball of fire.

No, not fire.

She is a girl wearing a fiery red riding suit, a high ponytail, and a wheat-colored skin.

But in Song Zhiyu's opinion, it was a ball of fire coming towards him.

The people were getting closer and closer, and everyone avoided it, only Song Zhiyu looked at the person on the horse stupidly.

"Get out!"

The girl immediately saw Song Zhiyu who was standing by the roadside and couldn't hide, and her face was full of anger.

Damn, the fool in the capital!

Niu Pan'er cursed, and without thinking, he turned over and stood on the horse's back, and pulled the reins hard, lifting the horse's head and legs up.

The horse neighs.

Everyone's eyes were blurred. The fire jumped off the horse's back and kicked it hard at the horse's belly. At the same time, it knocked Song Zhiyu, who was standing in front of the horse's hooves, to the ground and rolled to the side.

Song Zhiyu: A ball of fire hit me!
Chapter completed!