Two years have passed, and in a blink of an eye it was June 2007. Liu Meng lived in seclusion in a strange city, thinking about the Goldbach conjecture every day, but he could not solve the final blow. Only then did Liu Meng fully understand the difficulty of this conjecture. Teacher Kong could not solve it for a lifetime, so why not easy?

He was almost isolated from the world in the past two years.

The deeper you go, the more difficult it feels. Even Liu Meng's mentality is often irritable. The way to solve the irritability is to integrate into the life of ordinary people at the bottom, try every kind of life, and find the highlights of inspiration.

Liu Meng sat on the open roadbed to rest, observing the pedestrians coming and going, and several small vendors set up stalls to buy cheap hairpins, headdresses, combs, notebooks, pens, and fried rice. They were so hungry that Liu Meng asked for a portion of fried rice and sat on the side of the road to eat. The business was not good now, and several small vendors were playing cards, and each of them had a few cents of change in front of him. While playing, Liu Meng also started to watch.

"This guy is sure to win." Liu Meng smiled. With his mathematical talent, the last hand of the few people could roughly infer based on their previous cards.

The old man took out his last deck of cards and looked at Liu Meng in shock and shouted, "Wow, brother, can you know what card I am when you sit opposite me? Can you see through your eyes?"

Liu Meng smiled and said, "I have no perspective. I have roughly recorded your cards and calculated the probability. There are only fifty-four playing cards in total, which is so easy to speculate."

The dark-skinned man raised his thumb and praised: "Brother, you are such a talent. If you go to the casino, you will not be ruthless, hahaha."

The speaker is unintentional. The listener is intentional. Liu Meng felt it interesting. When he was in the casino, he thought about using mathematical knowledge to bet money. When he was in trouble, this experience was undoubtedly very interesting.

"Brother, is there a casino nearby?" Liu Meng asked with a smile.

The old man waved his hands and replied, "Brother, I'm just kidding you. I can't go to that place, it's not a good place. A few days ago, a fellow villager who was addicted to gambling was chased by a group of people and broke his legs. Now I don't know where to throw it away, but I can't go."

Liu Meng just smiled at the elder brother's persuasion and nodded. How could this elder brother know that Liu Meng was just too depressed in solving the guesswork. Try more things that he hadn't done before to find inspiration.

No matter how civilized it is, casinos are indispensable.

The completely closed underground is similar to the underground guesthouse. Liu Meng suddenly felt very interesting when he came to such a dark area for the first time. Looking around, everyone's face was flushed, and a morbid excitement urged the dealer to open the card quickly.

Liu Meng just played, not bet big. He sat down in the most inconspicuous position on the smallest table, and played from time to time, with both losing and losing. Calculated the probability of each game, and earned several thousand yuan in more than an hour. Liu Meng smiled self-deprecatingly, it was better to make money.

But Liu Meng also understands that the money in a casino is not easy to make. Especially underground casinos like this, I am afraid that people will not easily take away the money they won.

The elder brother who was watching the scene. The two dragon tattoos on his thick arms were majestic and looked extremely fierce. He was wearing a thick gold chain around his neck and shouted to him and whispered: "Look at that boy for me, I see if he wins more than he loses more than he loses now. Is there any trick? Grass, dare to make trouble in my territory and chop it up for me."

The younger brother nodded and bowed and put a cigarette on him. The other brother immediately lit the fire and flatteredly said, "Brother Qiang, who doesn't know that this casino is covered by you? This kid is really looking for death. After a while, we two brothers will break his legs and throw it under the viaduct, hehe."

The bald brother Qiang took a sip of cigarette comfortably, glared at Liu Meng over there, and said viciously: "Damn, there are too many kids who live like this these days. You can't learn your lessons without giving me some lessons."

When Liu Meng walked out of the underground casino again, he had 10,000 yuan on his body. He couldn't win too much, otherwise he would be targeted. At the least, he would be disability, and at the worst, he would be dead.

Ten thousand yuan is enough, and Liu Meng was in a happy mood while whistling.

After walking a few steps, I always felt something was wrong. When I turned around, I saw two gangsters looking tightly, holding their leather jackets and smoking cigarettes, looking elsewhere. Liu Meng was shocked. Could it be that he was targeted?

A nervous mood came, so don’t be anxious. Years of survival experience told him that he should not be anxious at this time. First of all, you need to confirm whether he was being followed and don’t be a false alarm and scare yourself.

The experiment method has been available on the Internet, and the police uncle also said it over and over again. Liu Meng walked to the intersection in front and pretended to be calm and stopped. When the green light lit up, he immediately crossed the opposite side of the road and accelerated his pace. After walking a hundred meters away, he bent down and pretended to tie his shoelaces. He glanced at the corner of his eyes. The two gangsters were indeed still there, sure that they were targeted.

After walking calmly for a few steps, Liu Meng immediately ran away. The two gangsters threw away their cigarette butts and chased them up. After all, the gangsters usually do this kind of tracking (cutting people) and counter-tracking (cutting people). They run faster than Liu Meng and have better endurance than Liu Meng. Seeing the distance getting closer, Liu Meng was very anxious and saw a large area of ​​green land next to him and went in.

The two gangsters chased after the two forks on the left and right sides. One of them shouted: "Brother said that he would take the money back and give it to us five hundred yuan each. It's not good to see that boy is not good, he can handle it alone, so we can chase him separately."

Liu Meng ran wildly, and he was always a student with a well-minded and simple body. He ran straight and was out of breath. His chest seemed to be torn into a bellows, and he was panting, half-bearing his body and panting. The money from the damn casino was indeed not easy to make.

"Boy, hand over the money, hehe, I can't kill you and save half of my life."

Liu Meng looked up and saw a strong gangster blocking him. It was one of the two people chasing him. His hair was blown up on his head and dyed yellow. He had white earrings on his ears. There was a thin tights in the leather jacket outside, and his huge chest muscles squirted out.

Liu Meng felt a little sad. He had to spend 500 yuan in the money without making money, and maybe he would have to be beaten up. There is no reason for this kind of gangster. He forced him to the front step by step, and a big fist hit Liu Meng's eyes. The gangsters fought and had an eye-sealing hammer. He took advantage of the opponent's eyes to cry and beat him again and basically gave up resisting.

He rolled on the spot and avoided the past.

The gangster shouted, "Oh, my gangster, I dare to hide. I'll let you hide, I won't kick you to death." As he said that, he kicked him over with a big foot. Liu Meng rolled around the ground before he could dodge. The gangster got out of his true aura and chased him over, kicked Liu Meng in the chest. Liu Meng hugged his feet desperately, and then kicked him with his feet. The gangster fell down even if he was unstable. The two fought together.

Liu Meng used all his strength to barely compete with the gangster. The two of them tear each other apart, and the cash on their bodies was scattered all over the ground. The gangster was so angry that he cursed. Liu Meng only grabbed his hands and clamped his legs, just like he was touching his body.

"Cao, eldest son, eldest son... Where are you going to die? This kid is here." In a stalemate, there was no way to start. The gangster was so anxious that he cursed and shouted at another gangster called "Big San'er".

Liu Meng was shocked. Only one of them fought hard and was almost equally matched. After a long time, he would be bad. He just cared about the fact that he had forgotten that two gangsters were following him. Why did only one of them come? If the other one came, there would be no chance of surviving. Thinking of this, he immediately struggled hard.

He burst out with power that was usually unimaginable, like a fierce beast, regardless of it, and was punched several times, hitting the gangster in the face, making him scream "Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

In fighting, there is a focus on momentum. Power does not completely determine the result. The first thing is momentum and determination. There is a saying in the world that soft people are afraid of hard people, hard people are afraid of ruthless people, ruthless people are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of being desperate. Now Liu Meng is fucking desperate people.

The little gangster was blocked by Liu Meng's eyes and hit the nose. Tears flowed. He covered his eyes with his hands and screamed. Liu Meng took the opportunity to get rid of him and stood up. He took a look at the money scattered on the ground. He was afraid that it would be several thousand, so he didn't care about it and was about to run away.

"My grass, big second, you are so fucked. You were beaten like this by a bean sprout-like boy, and you lost all the face of Brother Qiang."

Just as Liu Meng was about to run away, the gangster named Da Saner appeared, and he was holding a very thick stick found from somewhere in his hand, and looked at Liu Meng with a smile on his face.

The little gangster who called the eldest son was very experienced. As soon as his helper arrived, he immediately got up from the ground and cursed at the eldest son: "Your mother is competing, you don't hurt your waist when you stand and speak. This kid is a thorn!" Then he stared at Liu Meng fiercely. The two of them clamped Liu Meng in the middle one after another. The eldest son shouted: "Boy, I originally wanted to get the money back, but now you have two legs, and I won't crippled you. I won't be in Yanjing in the future."

The eldest son sneered and said, "Big second, your mother is talking nonsense, fuck you guys together." The gangster was obviously a little more sinister. As he spoke, a big stick hit Liu Meng's head. Liu Meng kept keeping guard against the two of them. After seeing the eldest son's movements, it was still a little late to dodge. The stick avoided the head and wiped his ears, and his cheeks hit his shoulders. A burst of pain was so intense that another gangster's big dick also came up from behind.
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