Chapter 36: spokesperson

"That's him!" Meng Fan stared at the TV screen and gently knocked on the table.

Everyone showed a puzzled expression, and Li He asked, "Captain, you mean--"

"I think this guy is quite pleasing to the eye." Meng Fan spread his hands and said, "Give him the Las Vegas!"

Everyone looked up at the TV and was speechless.

Meng Fan smiled and said, "We can't stay in Las Vegas for too long. We must find a spokesperson, similar to the role of the Qin brothers, to help us optimistic about the casino here. I think this big man is good, what do you think?

"But isn't it too hasty?" Su Qian held the tip of her chopsticks and whispered.

"Oh, Su Qian, don't worry, since the captain made this decision, it must have been carefully considered."

"That's right, we don't have to worry about it."

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'Ka', Meng Fan smashed the hard shell of a big crab with pliers, dug out the tender white crab meat and put it into Su Qian's bowl and said, "Without any consideration, it was temporarily decided that there are at least 100 behind-scenes owners in more than 200 casinos in Las Vegas. We don't have so much time to investigate them one by one."

"Oh." Everyone answered, as if they felt that what Meng Fan said was reasonable, so they didn't say anything, but robbed crabs.

A meal was easy and smooth. After eating, nearly eight o'clock in the evening, Meng Fan said to everyone, "I think it's time for us to visit this spokesperson."

Meng Fan didn't know much about this person's information, so he took everyone back to the hotel first, found an Internet computer, and ordered the computer to check this person's information.

The Internet is all-encompassing. This person is a casino owner and is also half a public figure. Naturally, the relevant information is easy to query. Half a minute later, the computer listed the person's information and presented them one by one in front of Meng Fan.

Nicholas Okel, the owner of three casinos, its Alandi Casino, ranks fifth in terms of size and top three in terms of revenue among all casinos in Las Vegas.

I have to say that Meng Fan's sixth sense is very accurate. This person has a unique insight into the management of casinos. It is really admirable that he started his career as a gangster and has been involved in the gambling industry for only three years.

After this person entered the gambling industry, he got along well, and all the information pointed to his pride, with one exception.

About a month ago, his wife was killed at home. His flesh and blood were separated. The death was very tragic. He was heartbroken and closed his door for half a month. The tragedy has not been solved so far, and the police don't even have any clue.

For ordinary people, such a case is not special, but Nicholas Okel is a gambling tycoon, a black and white figure. There are not many people who dare to provoke him, and there are fewer people who can keep him closed for half a month without even conducting an investigation.

There must be some reason for this.

However, for Meng Fan, this is not the point. Now that you have known him*, it's time to visit him.

At about 10 p.m., Meng Fan and others left the hotel and went straight to Nicholas Okel's villa according to the instructions on the Internet.

His villa is located in the east of the city and in the suburbs. Unlike the noise and noise in the city, it looks very quiet and suitable for living.

An independent three-story villa stands quietly here. The light is projected from the bright window, which looks very dazzling in the dark night, but it also reveals a different kind of coldness, which makes people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Meng Fan walked in front with a smile, stretched out his hand and gently touched the door of the villa.

This is a very advanced access control system, which relies on fingerprint and pupil recognition. If it is not the owner of the villa, it cannot pass through at all.

However, this is not difficult for Meng Fan.

"Let's go in." With that, Meng Fan pushed gently, and there was a 'clap' gear bite sound in the access control system, and the door came in response.

Ten meters away, two wolf dogs guarding the entrance of the villa suddenly stood up, bowed down their predecessors, roared in their mouths, and tried to take advantage of the opportunity to get out.

"Qian Sanhai, I'll give it to you, but don't kill them!" Meng Fan didn't mind at all and walked into the courtyard.

"All's good." Qian Sanhai flashed a shadow in the air and suddenly shook sideways between two wolf dogs.

'dong', 'dong'.

Two wolf dogs fell to the ground heavily and foamed at the mouth. Obviously, they have lost their ability to move.

"Captain, no problem!" Qian Sanhai gave Meng Fan a thumbs up and said in a low voice.

"Why is the sound so low?" Meng Fan was a little helpless, "We are not thieves."

"Who is it?" As soon as Meng Fan's words fell, an angry shout suddenly came from the villa. All the lights went out in an instant, and a gray figure came out of the door through the night.

"Dog teeth!" The gray-black figure couldn't help but say, his feet stepped on the door, his hands were staggered into X-shape, and his hands were like beast's palms, and his sharp claws were exposed in the fur, which looked extremely strange under the reflection of the starlight.

"The powerman?" Meng Fan was shocked.

However, this incident happened between lightning and lightning. The gray and black figure had reached Qian Sanhai, and Meng Fan had no time to react at all.

'zheng——'

Qian Sanhai knife had time to get out of the sheath in the future, but blocked it slightly with the scabbard. By the reaction, the figure suddenly retreated and instantly returned behind Meng Fan, looking at the visitor with an angry face.

However, he saw that the man was covered with gray fluff, his hands were like wolf's claws, his body bowed slightly, his face was raised, and his two canine teeth werequeaked, which was very similar to the werewolf in the movie.

"Didn't I tell you that we will leave the United States within a month? Why is it so tight?" The wolf spit out, and his body trembled slightly with anger.

"We forced you to leave the United States?" Meng Fan scratched his head, which was a little inexplicable.

"It's enough to kill my sister-in-law. What else do you want?" The werewolf didn't seem to hear Meng Fan's words clearly and still asked sadly.

Meng Fan understood that it seemed that a force killed his sister-in-law and forced them to leave the United States, and he mistook himself for a person of that force.

As soon as Meng Fan was about to explain, a man's cough suddenly came from the villa. The man said in an extremely low voice, "Brother, come in, let's admit it."

When the werewolf heard the words, he swung his teeth and reluctantly returned to the villa.

Meng Fan smiled and took everyone to follow him. This time, he did not encounter any barriers.

came to the villa and Meng Fan looked around, but saw that the first floor of the villa was a hall with an area of about 200 square meters, which was magnificently decorated. In the middle of the living room, facing the door, there is a rectangular dark pine table two meters wide and six meters long. A man with a slightly vicissitudes of face is sitting at the square table with a very dim look.

The werewolf stood behind him, lowered his head, and his fluff gradually faded away, regaining his original appearance, but he was a handsome American young man.

"Don't worry, I don't want everything here. We will leave here tomorrow." The man is Nicholas Okel, but at this time, he is no longer cold and cold on TV and looks very decadent.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Meng Fan sat opposite him, and his companions stood still behind Meng Fan.

"What?" Nicholas raised his head and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you--?"

"No!" Before he finished asking, Meng Fan interrupted him affirmatively.

"So, who are you?" Nicholas suddenly woke up, and his eyes immediately became bright, restoring the majesty of a gang boss.

"We are a group of people with dreams." Meng Fan replied with a smile, "You lost a lot of money during the day, didn't you?"

"Did you do it?" Nicholas asked cautiously.

Meng Fan nodded and said, "Our purpose is very simple - to unify the Las Vegas casino. In this way, I need a spokesperson to take charge of the gambling industry here for us. I don't know if you are interested in this.

Nicholas didn't seem to hear Meng Fan's words, but muttered, "Impossible, impossible..."

"Oh?" Meng Fan frowned, "Why did you say that?"

"Hahaha..." Nicholas laughed crazily as if no one else was around.

Meng Fan did not interrupt him, but just looked on coldly.

After a while, Nicholas finally regained his composure. He stood up, put his hands on the table, stared at Meng Fan with bright eyes, and asked, "Who are you - who are you?"