"Why didn't you say so earlier!" The remaining three instantly got excited upon hearing this. Hou Dazhu even said, "Made confess to my dad like it was a final farewell. My wife is pregnant!"
"Oh, damn, no way," She Qian exclaid. "Didn't expect you'd be the first of us to have a kid."
"Of course, you guys aren't up to it." He laughed arrogantly.
"..."
The blow from that statent was quite widespread, and even Luo Chao's face was full of black lines.
Asked Xiaotian to bring the car over. Looking at the small dent on the Lamborghini's hood, She Qian said painfully, "My bat got hurt."
"So what if it's hurt? How about I make a dent on the other side too, for symtry?" Hou Dazhu was not remorseful at all.
"Get lost..."
Once in the car, Shangguan Tiantian sat in the driver's seat. Leopard used to be in charge of driving in the Dark Stab, proficient in everything from regular tractors, four-wheelers to airplanes and tanks, but he was gone. Everyone else had their specific roles, so they let Shangguan Tiantian, who had been in logistics for two years, take over.
But Shangguan Tiantian's driving skills weren't that great, which led to several mission failures, largely due to this.
After all, for a rookie, carrying the lives of the whole team in the car was quite the pressure. It's understandable that the car couldn't speed during escape missions, and no one blad him.
Once off the battlefield, it didn't matter anymore.
"Captain, where are we heading next? Shanghai or Yanjing?" Shangguan Tiantian adjusted the car and asked.
"Are you dumb! Of course, we're going to Shanghai to find the Eagle and the Cannon, then head to Yanjing to et up with the Demoness. After that, we'll go settle accounts with those people," She Qian said, knocking him on the head, helplessly.
"Oh, actually I thought the sa. Just seeking your opinion," Shangguan Tiantian replied defiantly.
"Hopefully so," Hou Dazhu comnted without a change in expression, apparently worried about the newbie's IQ too.
Shangguan Tiantian didn't care, his face only full of excitent. He turned up the music, maxed out the volu, stepped on the gas, and zood the car away.
"Next stop, Shanghai, let's go..."
Shanghai is located at the central coast's Yangtze River estuary, boasting Huaxia's largest foreign trade port industrial base. It's one of Huaxia's most prosperous cities.
The more developed a place, the more certain dark and dirty forces thrive, and Bole Leisure Club is one of them.
On the surface, it seems like an ordinary club, but secretly, it's one of Shanghai's largest gambling venues.
Right now, in a closed noble private room, a high-stakes gamble is quietly unfolding. Only two people are there, playing the most popular ga, Show Hand, one of the fastest ways to win or lose money.
At this mont, the ga had reached the climax of revealing the final cards. A fat guy sitting on the left had a cigar in his mouth, wearing dark sunglasses on his greasy nose. He looked at his hole cards, his lips couldn't help but stretch into a huge grin, his mouth nearly reaching his ears, laughing, "You're dood."
Then he signaled a bodyguard in black behind him to place a briefcase on the gambling table, opened it, and showed it to the two n opposite, "Five hundred thousand US dollars, all in."
No wonder he was so confident, because on his cards were three Aces plus a King, and his hole card was another Ace. It's the biggest four of a kind; except for a straight flush, no other hand could beat it.
He wasn't worried about the others running away at this point. Giving up would be a huge loss; if it were him, he'd definitely take the risk.
As expected, the old-looking young guy across from him told his little brother to put out all the money and matched it.
But when it ca ti to reveal the hole card, he was dumbfounded.
"9, 10, J, Q, K. Straight flush. The dealer wins," the dealer announced the other side's victory.
"No way, this can't be, such coincidence, **** you're cheating," the fat guy couldn't accept the outco. He jumped from his chair, angrily pulling out a pistol from inside his suit, pointing it at the young man's head.
"No one dares cheat in front of . You're the first."
"Ha, you're not the first," the young man across calmly sat there, lighting a cigarette, just a five-yuan pack of Baisha.
The fat man was puzzled, not understanding what he ant.
The young man seed to have read his mind and explained, "You're not the first to point a gun at my head, yet I'm still alive."
The underlying ssage anyone could hear was that everyone who pointed a gun at his head ended up dead.
"Damn, you're even more arrogant than . You guys, get him, break his legs first, and see how he cheated, damn, dare to ss with !!"
The dealer, seeing the situation, skillfully retreated to the corner, watching coldly. It seed he was used to people getting angry and causing trouble after losing money.
A few big guys rushed over, and soone shut the door to prevent escape. But it was unnecessary, as the two young n had no intention of escaping.
Sitting calmly in place, the old-looking young man playing with a few chips in his hand.
Because of this, the fat man's bodyguards didn't dare to act; being so calm and collected, there must be a backup plan!
"What are you waiting for, get him!" the fat man exploded. Since he got rich, he had never suffered such a big loss, and he had so backing. Even if the other party had a reputation, he wasn't afraid.
With the boss urging behind, the bodyguards reluctantly went in, throwing punches and kicks, aiming to subdue them in the shortest ti.
But the ones groaning on the floor, turned out to be themselves. Each had a round chip embedded in their bodies, burrowed into the flesh, leaving only a bit outside the skin.
Judging by the looks of it, it was the very chips that the old-looking young man had been playing with earlier.
"Who... who are you?" The fat man was shocked by what just happened, his fat shaking uncontrollably. No matter how he thought about it, in the blink of an eye, his n were writhing on the ground. How was it possible to act so quickly, and how much strength would it take for those blunt-edged plastic chips to pierce into flesh?
"A good person!" The old-looking young man responded, removing the sunglasses he'd been wearing to reveal eyes sharp like eagles', smiling as he said, "I told you before, those who pointed a gun at my head before all died, but now I'm just a law-abiding citizen, so I don't do those things anymore. You can leave, consider this money a compensation."
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