Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

Xiao Er's pupils dilated in shock.

A...god?

Bai Ju continued:

"To find a hidden god in such a vast place as the South China Sea is an almost impossible task."

How many people are in the Public Security Bureau? How many investigators are there?

Therefore, we will try our best to increase the probability of completing the task.

Bai Juzhi adjusted his glasses and continued:

"The probability of finding a village in the city at dusk under a new moon is three percent."

The probability of the Baidawang shopping mall being an unfinished project is two percent.

The probability of finding a bird in the abandoned Cuckoo Playground is one percent.

Of course, there are many, many other places.

These probabilities are all too small; only Anxiang Street has a slightly higher probability, around 10%.

Therefore, it's better to change the underlying assumption regarding probability.

Bai Ju paused for a moment:

"Instead, is dusk truly on Anxiang Street?"

The probability that he is on Anxiang Street is fifty percent, and the probability that he is not on Anxiang Street is also fifty percent.

The waiter opened his mouth in astonishment:

"Boss, this seems to increase the odds by forty percent, but isn't that just gambling?"

This is no different from gambling with cards!

It may seem like there are 50/50 odds at the poker table, but in reality, it's far from it!

Foreign casinos make money by using these false probabilities.

Bai Juzhi chuckled self-deprecatingly:

"I have said that we are facing a god."

To beat that god, the only way is through gambling—gambling with your entire fortune and life on the line.

The waiter understood.

The boss panicked when facing that "god".

Bai Juzhi glanced at his watch and said:

"They'll be here soon. Let's go to Nightfall Bar first and ask the owner for a place to stay."

He looked at the scarred man in the passenger seat:

"Third brother, the usual rules."

The scarred man nodded:

"clear."

......

South China Sea, South District, Nighttime Bar.

In the luxurious private room, Bai Juzhi sat on a large sofa, sipping baijiu (Chinese liquor).

I don't eat fruit or snacks.

He's not exactly a good drinker; even if he bought counterfeit alcohol, he wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

Baiju simply enjoys the stimulation brought by alcohol.

Xiao Er was having a blast, with his left arm around a sweet girl and his right hand gripping the microphone as he howled like a banshee.

The sweet little girl in his arms blinked her big eyes at Bai Juzhi and asked the waiter in a coquettish voice:

"Who is he?"

The waiter said with a grin:

"This is my boss!"

Sweetie was even more surprised:

"He looks like a teacher, not a big brother. He seems really impressive!"

The waiter, with his arm around the sweet girl, grinned mischievously.

"Hehehe, awesome, of course it's awesome!"

"I, as the eldest brother, could handle all the women in your house without any problem!"

As the waiter spoke, he pushed a mature woman in black stockings into Bai Ju's arms:

"If you serve my elder brother well, you can do whatever you want in the South China Sea."

The mature woman in black stockings pretended to throw herself into Bai Juzhi's arms, giving him a flirtatious wink.

Bai Juzhi lowered his head awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable all over, and casually stroked his wine glass.

This was the first time the mature woman in black stockings had ever seen such a shy, wealthy person.

She was in a playful mood and fed Bai Juzhi a piece of watermelon.

At that moment, the door to the private room was pushed open.

He was a man dressed impeccably.

This is the beverage marketing manager.

Bai Juzhi and his group ordered a lot of princesses and expensive drinks, and everyone knew that a tycoon had come to room 688.

The manager came specifically to offer a toast:

"Brothers, did you have a good time? Let me toast you both."

Bai Juzhi, holding a wine cup, said drunkenly:

"Second brother, it's time to get to work."

The waiter, with his arm around a pretty girl, downed his drink in one gulp to the manager and said with a grin:

"Aren't you going to give me face?"

The manager nodded repeatedly:

"Brother, you're giving your younger brother too much face."

Waiter said:

"Then do me the honor and bring the boss over."

The manager became alert, a professional smile appearing on his face.

"The boss isn't here."

Xiao Er nodded and grabbed the hair of the sweet girl in his arms.

Sweetie was stunned for a moment, wondering what the waiter was going to do.

Is he drunk and about to do something indecent in front of everyone?

The waiter grabbed the sweet girl's hair and slammed her head onto the table.

"ah!!"

Sweetie let out a scream, her broken teeth, mixed with blood and foam, stained the table.

The waiter looked at the manager and said with a smile:

"I've caused a scene, is the boss still here?"

The manager glared angrily:

"So you guys were looking for trouble!"

The waiter said with a grin:

"Yes, to cause trouble."

The manager pointed at the waiter and said sternly:

"Do you even know where you are?!"

*Whoosh!*

A cold light flashed.

The manager stared at his hands in astonishment.

His finger had been cut off by a throwing knife.

The younger brother was also holding a throwing knife:

"I don't like being pointed at."

The manager screamed in terror, grabbed the severed finger, and ran outside.

Bai Juzhi continued drinking.

The waiter disgustedly pushed the sweet girl, whose face was covered in blood, aside and hugged the mature woman in black stockings again, continuing to wail and howl.

The other sisters in the room were trembling with fear.

This is hardly the mark of a nouveau riche.

These are clearly a bunch of devils!

Half an hour later, a middle-aged man with a good demeanor walked in.

This is Wang Qiang, the owner of the bar.

He glanced at the girl lying on the ground groaning in pain, and said to those behind him:

"Take him to the hospital."

Two thugs stepped forward to help the girl up.

"Did I give you permission to move?"

The waiter's slow, leisurely voice rang out.

The two thugs looked at Xiao Er in horror.

Because the second-in-command was carrying a dark-colored gun!

Wang Qiang had never seen anything like this before, so he forced himself to remain calm.

"Who are you people?"

Bai Ju stood up and smiled gently:

"I'm sorry, I caused you some trouble by coming here."

Wang Qiang looked at Bai Juzhi warily.

This person looks scholarly, but his instincts tell him that this person is the most dangerous.

Bai Juzhi took his phone out of his pocket and handed it to Wang Qiang.

When Wang Qiang saw the screen on his phone, his pupils suddenly contracted!

In the video, his wife, daughter, and parents are in a car.

His family members were looking at the camera with horrified expressions, as if the person holding the phone was pointing some kind of weapon at them.

Bai Juzhi took back his phone and said:

"They're on their way, don't worry."

Wang Qiang panicked:

"Who are you? Tell me what you need me to do!"

The Way of the White Horse:

"You don't need to do anything, just continue operating as usual."

My friends and I will be staying at your place for a few days.

Meat must be included in all three meals every day, that's all.

Bai Juzhi could have simply called Wang Qiang through the Public Security Bureau and told him to cooperate with the investigators.

But Baijuzhi wouldn't do that.

First, it's too troublesome.

Secondly, this way the whole world will know that he's at Nightclub.

Wang Qiang looked intently into Bai Juzhi's eyes.

To his horror, Bai Juzhi's eyes told him that these people were really only using the Nightshade Bar for a few days.

Wang Qiang took a deep breath and pointed to the sweet girl lying on the ground:

"Can I take the girl to the hospital?"

Wang Qiang immediately realized he had misspoke and corrected himself:

"I won't take her to the hospital; I'll take her out to treat her wound."

I know the rules; I will absolutely not tell anyone about what's going on here.

Bai Ju chuckled:

"trouble."

He pulled a pistol from his pocket and fired two bullets at the sweet girl.

The girl twitched and then remained motionless.

. . . . . .