Hong Kong Island: I Worked as an Undercover Agent and Made a Fortune from Horse Racing

The undercover agents became the four-nine boys, and no one from above took care of them, so they fended for themselves. I couldn't save much money from selling A-grade goods at the night market, so I grabbed the horse dealer's newspaper and ordered a lame horse with odds of 1:32. The next day, the whole Hong Kong exploded - a single win, eight thousand times return. The club boss called me over: Xiao Gu, can you tell fortunes?