Chapter 1853-1854

1853 One life for one life.

"Now, try to finish this matter today." Yang Ming doesn't want to stay here all the time. There are still things left to deal with at home.

"Okay..." Wang Mei nodded and dialed the phone number left for her by the casino.

Soon, someone over there listened. Wang Mei carefully asked in English, "Hello, I'm Zhang Jiefang's family. Our people have prepared the money. What should I do now? I said a few words on the phone. After hearing this, Wang Mei nodded hurriedly and said yes. After a while. Wang Mei hung up the phone and said to Yang Ming, "Brother Yang. THEY LET YOU SOUTH-CITY CASINO NOW. After I went there, I went to find Manager Smith of the Communist Party of China.

"Ap, I know. Wait for me here." After Yang Ming wrote it down. Just prepare to set out.

"Ah? I'm not going?" Wang Mei originally thought that Yang Ming would take her with her.

"It's dangerous for you to go. I still have to take care of you. Just wait here for the news." YANG M RECRUITIVES THE IDEA OF THIS SOUTH-CITY CASINO. It's just wanting money.

Or something.

Wang Mei listened to Yang Ming's words and knew what Yang Ming was talking about. It's a burden to go by yourself. Yang Ming also needs to take care of her safety.

Out of the hotel. YANG M ANG ARRIED ON A WAIT-BY CAR IN FRONT OF THE HOTEL AND EXPRESSED THE NAME OF THE SOUTH-CITY CASINO TO THE DRIVER. ALTHOUGH YANG ming ALSO SAW THE ADDRESS OF THE SOUTH-CITY CASINO IN THE INFORMATION, HE IS NOT FAMILIAR WITH THE CITY OF LAS VEGAS. Even if Yang Ming told the name of the street, Yang Ming couldn't find it.

"Sir, are you going to play?" THE DRIVER LISTENED TO YANG MING'S ADDRESS AND SLIGHTLY SLIGHTLY. THERE WAS AN unspokeN RULE IN THE SOUTH-CITY CASINO. Every time a taxi sends a guest, it can get a reward of ten dollars, so the taxi driver was very happy and talked to Yang Ming.

In fact, many entertainment industries or hotels have similar rules, and taxis bring guests. You can get a reward.

"Um." Yang Ming didn't want to say anything more to the taxi driver. It's just a faint response.

"Give the degree well. Don't play too much. It's enough." The taxi driver also saw that Yang Ming didn't want to talk more, so he just reminded him. He didn't think about anything else, but thought Yang Ming was a foreigner. I don't have a long English conversation, so I just speak less.

"Thank you." Yang Mingxin said that the taxi driver's character is not bad. But. His reminder. For those real gamblers, the use is very small.

If a gambler listens to advice. There are not so many ruined families in the world.

SOUTH-CITY Casino is very large. He even surpassed the Douglas Hotel and Yang Ming to pay the fare and got off the car, and looked at the magnificent building coldly.

Look at the words "SOUTH-CITY" shining with the brilliance of neg blood.

SOUTH-CITY Southern City, Southern City Casino? Yang Ming frowned. This name seems to be familiar to the market. Where do you seem to have heard of it?

Enter the casino. Yang Ming, who was an enthusiastic waiter, greeted Yang Ming: "Do you need to exchange chips, sir?" Yang Ming is more discerning. The vIP members of the casino basically know these waiters. Looking at Yang Ming's appearance, he looked like a temporary tourist, so he directly asked him if he had exchanged chips.

"I'm looking for someone." Yang Ming said, "Is Mr. Smith there?.

"Mr. Smith?" The waiter was stunned and immediately remembered that Mr. Smith, the manager of the security department, had told all the receptionists at the front desk before. If anyone comes to him, take him directly to the security manager's office. So the waiter smiled and said, "He's here. Please come with me."

Yang Ming didn't say anything, just nodded and followed the waiter and entered the casino. He passed through a long employee aisle and came to the door of an office. The waiter knocked on the door, and then a strong male voice came from inside: "Who?"

"Mr. Smith, a guest is looking for you." The waiter said, " OK, bring him in." Smith said.

The waiter opened the door of the room and took Yang Ming into the office. Yang Ming saw a fierce middle-aged black man sitting on an office chair. In the compartment next to him, there are also a few big men with big shoulders and round waists. There are all kinds of skin colors. It seems to be Smith's subordinate.

"You go out." Smith waved his hand to the waiter. He signaled that he could leave.

"Okay." The waiter nodded and turned away, and then didn't forget to close the door of the room.

"Smith, right?" Yang Ming glanced at the black man and asked, "Where's my friend?"

Yang Ming took the opportunity to sit on the sofa at Smith's desk.

But. Smith didn't say anything. The big men in the compartment stood up. He gathered in front of the sofa where Yang Ming was sitting.

Yang Ming turned a blind eye to these people and still looked at Smith coldly.

"Your friend is very good." Smith didn't expect that this invisible pressure was useless to Yang Ming. I don't know if this boy is pretending or real.

"How much is it? Let's make a price." Yang Ming naturally knew that if Smith and others had a plan, they would not hurt Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang.

"The price?" Smith shook his head: "I don't think so. Let's ask Mr. Crass. Your friend is betting on him.

Not long after Smith's words fell, the door of the security manager's office was pushed open again by an Asian man and came in. He was followed by four black men to keep their fat.

After the Asian man came in, Smith stood up respectfully: "Mr. Crass. You'd better talk to him."

said. Smith gave up his position to the Asian man Klas. And Klass was not polite at all. I sat directly in Smith's seat.

Yang Ming has been paying attention to Smith's demeanor. Judging from his respect for Crass, Yang Ming knows that Crass's identity is not simple. Either he is from the casino, or he is a person with a very noble status, and the casino dares not offends, which makes Smith so respected.

Yang Ming's original conjecture was that the casino and a gambler united to make a fortune. Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang were trapped, and then the gambler came forward to take charge of Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang's family for money.

This is the only case. The casino will take the risk of being investigated by the regulatory authorities to help gamblers detain people here.

But now it seems that the security manager's attitude towards Krass. It's a little too respectful. Is it because Cras's identity is very noble? Did the casino help him get ahead?

"Are you a friend of Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang?" What surprised Yang Ming was. Crass actually spoke fluent Chinese and did not use English in front of Yang Ming.

"Yes." Since he uses Chinese, Yang Ming naturally also uses Chinese: "How's my friend? What do you want?

"Your friend is very good. But you are sure. Are you going to find this for them?" Klass's tone was very flat.

"How much does it cost? Just say it directly." Yang Ming frowned.

"Money?" Crass seemed to have heard a funny thing: "What do I need money for? Ask Smith, am I short of money?

Klass's strange attitude made Yang Ming more and more confused. There is no shortage of money, what does that mean?

"Then what are you going to do?" Yang Ming was not angry, but waited for the Crass to continue to say, "I, the most indispensable thing is money." Cras shook his head as if he was talking to himself: "Money is just a number for me, without any pleasure or excitement. I like excitement and adventure. I pursued the feeling of happiness at that moment. So. I like to gamble with people, "

If it hadn't been for this matter, it would have revealed something strange from beginning to end, which would have made Yang Ming early vigilance.

Yang Ming will definitely think that Cras is a madman, but Yang Ming doesn't feel this way now.

Because Yang Ming felt that Krass was not crazy, but Kras's words made Yang Ming confused.

"If you want to carry this. Then you have to bet with me!" Crass pointed to Yang Ming with the thick cigar in his hand and said.

"I'll bet with you?" Yang Ming asked a rhetorical question.

"No mistake, bet with me. Save one life, save one life! Klass laughed and said, "You won. I'll pay you back. You win again. I'll give you back my life. Klas said that's it. Yang Ming finally understood what Crass meant. What this guy means. Once he won him, he returned the life of one of Zhang Bin and Zhang's liberation to himself.

"What if I lose?" Yang Ming asked rhetorical.

"If you lose, your life will naturally be mine." Crass shrugged his shoulders: "It's fun, isn't it?"

1854, suspicious.

"Fun?" Yang Ming raised his eyelids faintly: "Do you think it's fun?"

"Yes, I said it. I want to pursue exciting, ordinary games. It can't bring me any feeling anymore. Only by controlling other people's life and death can it make me excited!" Cras said solemnly, "Of course. You can choose not to gamble. I won't force others to do anything. You can leave now.

"I left. Where's my friend?" Yang Ming curled his lips, and what Cras said was simply nonsense. Now that I know I'm here. It is impossible to leave alone.

"They. I'm sorry. They lost their lives, and I will be responsible for harvesting. Crass seemed to say something very common: "Unless someone gambles for them and me."

When Yang Ming said he was alive, he began to care about countermeasures in his heart. Of course. Yang Ming is sure to kill everyone in this room directly, and he can also kill these people while keeping Klass alive. Then he found Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang through him.

Since Klas can confidently talk to himself here. Yang Ming also believes that he is not a fool. It is estimated that Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang have been transferred to other places and will not be in the casino.

Of course, although Yang Ming is sure to subdue Crass and let him tell the truth. But what Yang Ming was afraid of was that Krass was also a pawn who was pushed to the front. If he controls him, if he doesn't know anything, or the people behind him don't care about him at all, it's self-defeating.

The reason why Yang Ming is so cautious is that he felt that this matter was very strange from the beginning. And it's not ordinary weird. Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang came to the casino for a play. Can you meet a madman who gambles his life?

If he is as rich as Klas said. And Smith respects him so much. He must be a VIP-level figure in this casino. How can he have an intersection with Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang? They are all gambling in the vip room upstairs. Tourists like Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang can only play in the lobby on the first floor. I can't play with Crass. So it's obvious that there is something wrong.

After figured out the key points and gains and losses of the matter, Yang Ming is not going to make a direct problem. He is ready to decide according to the situation. Let's see what else to play behind Krass.

"Oh, bet your life, it's easy to say. What I'm best at is gambling. Yang Ming's words are amazing. It shocked Crass a lot.

He thought Yang Ming would flinch. Even if you agree, you will reluctantly agree, and you will be afraid. But I didn't expect Yang Ming to say that gambling is good, and what he is best at is gambling...

Is it. Is this guy also crazy? Klaas hesitated for a moment. But I thought.

This boy is pretending without Huai'er. Why are he afraid of him? So he said, "That's good. In that case, you have no problem. Let's do it at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Who will meet here? It's overdue. Of course. You can also not come."

"Tomorrow at nine o'clock, right? Yes." Yang Ming answered directly.

Playing gambling? Yang Ming hasn't been afraid of anyone... If he wants to play something else. Yang Ming will not be afraid.

After Yang Ming finished speaking, he ignored Klas. He stood up directly and was ready to go out, but Crass didn't say anything. It's just that Smith's face was a little ugly, and he called his men before. In front of Yang Ming, he just wanted to give him a horse. He was very unhappy with Yang Ming's calm expression. When he came to himself, which one was not careful?

"Cough!" Smith coughed twice, hinting that his men would show Yang Ming's color.

"Ky. Did you just leave like this?" A big black man blocked in front of Yang Ming.

"What else?" Yang Ming asked indifferently. He naturally heard Smith's cough. I also know that this is Smith's hint.

"The matter with you and Mr. Crass has been settled. But your friend owes the casino a commission, and it hasn't been calculated yet!" Smith said very unpleasantly. He felt ashamed of Yang Ming's attitude.

"Draw?" Yang Ming turned around and looked at Smith coldly: "Isn't the casino's commission drawn from the winner? You can take care of Klas."

That's it. Yang Ming walked forward. The big black man didn't get Smith's instruction. Naturally, Yang Ming can't be left, and he is blocked in front of Yang Ming.

"Get out." Yang Ming frowned and grabbed the collar of the black man. Throw it gently to the side. Gu Da, a black man, was thrown out like a ground bullet and fell directly on the wall three meters away. With a loud noise, the black man immediately collapsed to the ground. Because the head shell hit the wall. I fainted directly.

After doing this, Yang Ming did not see Smith's reaction and directly opened the door and went out.

Smith's eyes widened, but he didn't expect Yang Ming to be so awesome. It seems to be a casual push. You can throw a big man weighing 200 pounds out. Is this still a human?

You know, the black man's figure is big and strong, and Yang looks a big circle smaller than him. The result. Yang Ming picked up the person with one hand. What a force this is!

"Damn it!" Smith wanted to give Yang Ming a downer. But I didn't expect to be taken down by Yang Ming. I made a big fool of it. Smith was a little reluctant: "I have to find someone to clean up the boy!"

said. Smith wanted to order his men, but was interrupted by Krass beside him: "Smith. Don't mess around. The big thing that missed our board, not to mention you, even the boss of your casino can't afford it!"

"Yes...Yes...Mr. Crass. That's what the entourage said, don't be angry..." Smith was shocked and woke up. I'm cooperating with Mr. Crass, but I can't be angry. In case it breaks the big event book website and updates it, I'll be doomed!

Smith also vaguely knew that Crass's background was not simple, and even the big boss of his own casino was afraid of three points. Otherwise, you can't take the risk of being investigated by the management department to help Crass detain people.

Although the hostages have been transferred to other places. But in any case, casinos still have an inescapable responsibility. But the boss can actually risk the reputation of the casino being damaged and help the people behind Crass. This shows the problem.

"Don't worry. I won't let him leave here alive tomorrow." Klas said with a sneer.

"That's. Mr. Crass's gambling skills are invincible. Even the consultants of our casino are no match!" Smith said flatteringly.

After Yang Ming left the room. Although the pace is maintained towards the gate of the casino. But he is not idle himself. Now that I have noticed something wrong with this matter. Yang Ming directly locked the situation in the security manager's room with his power.

After seeing the conversation between Smith and Crass. Yang Ming's heart was stunned. Fortunately, he had just gone through the secret analysis and did not act rashly. There was indeed someone behind Krass. If he took him down today, he might not be able to ask anything. On the contrary, it also harmed Zhang Bin.

It's just that what is the purpose of these people doing this? Is it just to seek excitement? Yang Ming didn't believe his words at all. Although this matter seems to be provoked by Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang. These people seem to be targeting the two of them.

But. Yang Ming always thinks that this matter is not so simple. If your intuition is not wrong. This Klass is more like targeting himself. Especially his last sentence, "Don't worry. I won't let him leave here alive tomorrow."