Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 348 Commander "McDonald"

gambling boat.

Casino.

The lights are bright.

Thousands of men and women stroll and play in the casino.

They are all in suits and leather shoes, long skirts and tube tops, holding arms with each other, with an intimate and ambiguous attitude.

The entire casino floor is filled with the decadent smell of money.

As the highlight of the gambling boat, the casino directly contracts the entire second floor, which is the largest venue in the gambling boat.

"Pay me a card."

Zhuang Shikai sat at a gambling table.

Bud took his arm.

A waiter immediately put a stack of chips aside.

"Sir Zhuang."

"Sir Zhuang."

The eyes of the gamblers lit up.

They all greeted each other, hoping to leave an impression on Sir Zhuang.

Zhuang Shikai smiled with a calm expression.

"Dealing cards."

This is a baccarat table.

The dealer uses a ruler to assign cards.

"Two hundred thousand."

"Three hundred thousand."

"I'll add one hundred thousand."

Zhuang Shikai raised his bet, and Yazi immediately rolled out the corresponding chips, while the gamblers at the gaming table raised their bets one after another regardless of the cards.

It is not important for them to win or lose money, the most important thing is to make Zhuang Sir Hong happy.

It would be perfect if you could leave a phone number.

At the same time, more and more wealthy people gathered at the gaming tables. Wherever the banker sir went, the crowd would follow him. The banker sir often played a few games before switching to another card table.

To be able to play a game of cards with "Zhuang Sir", the position needs to be grabbed.

Mr. Zhuang, on the other hand, kept his sense of proportion, winning and losing were evenly split, and even deliberately lost a few times, not wanting to leave a bad impression on the people below. It's not like getting involved with insignificant minor characters. Let these small characters think that if they lose some money to themselves, they can get in touch with themselves.

His relationship is not so cheap.

Playing poker is purely entertainment.

The boat passengers also saw this, but they still tried their best to talk to Mr. Zhuang.

The atmosphere on the gambling boat was also completely inflated.

The casino manager looked at it with a smile on his face.

A man in a white suit was eating a piece of chocolate, standing outside the crowd and asked in surprise, "Sir Zhuang?"

He swallowed the chocolate, turned and left immediately.

This person is the juvenile God of Gamblers with the pseudonym "Gundam".

He was ordered by "Jin Neng" to get on the ship to make money.

The customs report was provided by "Jin Neng".

This old guy wanted to fish in troubled waters, and asked Gao Jin to take all the cash on the gambling boat.

Therefore, the customs only has informative reports.

No informants!

Not to mention the internal response!

Zhuang Shikai overestimated them.

But now that Gao Jin saw Sir Zhuang appearing on the stage, he immediately knew that there was nothing to be done, and quickly lowered his head, giving up his plan to "steal chicken" from the robbers.

"Flash first!"

Lord Zhuang is here.

There is no place for them to mess around.

Gao Jin may have worked with "Master Zhuang" before, so he knows more about Master Zhuang's methods.

He can't afford to work hard for "Jin Neng"!

You must know that after Master Zhuang gave Gao Jin the answer, the relationship between Gao Jin and Jin Neng has undergone some subtle changes.

It is impossible for him to work for "Jin Neng" wholeheartedly.

Now hypocrisy and obscenity.

Just trying to steal the last trick.

At this moment, Gao Jin didn't even have the mood to play, so he went back to his room and fell asleep.

Facts have proved that Gao Jin's judgment was correct. Not only did he escape the robbery and murder of the gangsters, but he also escaped a confrontation of power among the top executives of Hong Kong Island.

If he was really involved in the situation, he would not know how he died, and he would be torn apart in a blink of an eye.

Doesn't it look like nothing happened after sleeping now?

At this time, Chen Jiaju was walking back to the room...

He and Gao Jin passed by, they looked at each other, and continued to walk forward.

"It's kind of handsome."

"Big nose."

The two secretly said in their hearts.

On the surface, nothing is done.

And "Kyoko Imamura" in Chen Jiakui's cabin, has already moved the chair to the sink with his buttocks, and successfully got a fruit knife, and is constantly cutting the rope on his wrist.

Miss Qingzi wanted to have the claws of the big nose, and Chen Jiaju wanted to take the eldest lady to dinner, have a good chat after the meal, and then arrange the young lady to go to the deck to blow the air.

There is no way, Chen Jiaju is actually a very kind person in his bones, he is really afraid of starving the girl to death, and he can't bear to tie her up all night.

Gao Jin opened the door and prepared to take a bath.

But at this moment, Kiyoko Imamura suddenly heard a voice from the next door...

While cutting the rope, she tilted the chair legs and began to lean against the wall, eavesdropping on the conversation next door.

It's hard for a teenage girl to resist curiosity.

But she heard a dumbfounded big secret.

next door.

cabin.

There is a drawing on the table.

McDonald stood in front of the table, pointed to the blueprint of the ship and said, "Mike."

"You lead Team A to pretend to be maintenance workers."

"Sneak into the cockpit and monitoring room respectively."

"Kill the security guard inside."

"Yes, sir." A yellow-haired person agreed cleanly.

Twelve retired SEAL members were changing their outfits, checking their weapons, and were on standby at any time.

At this time, the six members of Group A heard the command from the commander, and took out their red maintenance coats, and put them on with their arms outstretched.

McDonald turned to look at a team member and said, "Kam."

"You take Team B."

"Follow me to the casino to participate in the feast."

"hey-hey."

"I like pretty women in casinos the most." Kem in a suit grinned.

They were all in black suits.

Just like a real gambler.

And they have been hiding in the cabin since they got on the ship, waiting for the ship to sail out of the high seas before they dared to prepare for action.

Because there is a person who can't afford to mess with Hong Kong Island.

hey-hey.

They didn't know the man was on board.

The seals are on the move again.

"remember."

"We're grabbing cash this time."

"No chips or checks."

"Take away all the watches and gold!"

McDonald's goal is very clear.

Team A's lieutenant "Mike" immediately said: "Good sir!"

"What about the hostages afterward?"

McDonald stood up, smiled with a cigar in his mouth, and said, "The shark is hungry."

"Drive them all into the sea."

"We left by the escape boat."

"Hahaha, poor Chinese fritters." Mike and Kem looked at each other, and the gangsters in the cabin all laughed out loud.

Most of these SEALs have worked with "Sir Zhuang", but because of Sir Zhuang's strength, they are actually very hostile to the Chinese.

Back then, the respect for Sir Zhuang was just a fear of power. When they were facing ordinary Chinese, they would not have similar emotions in their hearts.

He didn't even look at the Chinese and all the East Asians on board, and gave them a kind name: Chinese fried dough sticks.

After all, in the eyes of the ghosts, the population of East Asian regions such as Chinese and Japanese islands are not much different in appearance or culture.

"Chinese fritters" is a pet name.

At this time, Kiyoko Imamura in the cabin next door opened his eyes wide with horror.

As the daughter of a rich man, she is naturally proficient in English, able to understand the overall plan of the gangsters, and aware of the robbery actions of the gangsters.

It is conceivable how terrified she is now, even the hands that cut the rope are trembling...

"no! No! Please."

"no! No! Please."

"..."

"Da da da!" A gangster sitting in the cabin next door fired a few bullets with a flick of his finger.

Bullets shattered several wine glasses.

Several team members quickly dodge.

Kem slapped the team members and cursed: "FUCK!"

McDonald put down his cigar, stood up and said, "Don't get excited."

"Everyone relax."

"Treat it as a normal operation."

"Sorry, sir." The team member who fired the shot quickly stood up and apologized.

He just thought that after the operation was over, he would get a large sum of money, and when he was too excited, he accidentally touched the trigger and fired the bullet.

Fortunately, the bullets didn't hit the team members, otherwise they would reduce the number of people by two before the action started, and I'm afraid he will also be "reduced".

But when the gunshot rang out, Imamura Kiyoko was startled.

"Ah!" Imamura Kiyoko screamed, and the chair and the person fell to the ground at the same time.

"Huh?" McDonald suddenly heard the movement, walked to the wall step by step with a cigar in his mouth, and put his ear against the cabin partition.

No matter how luxurious the VIP cabin is on this ferry, it still cannot change the fact that the hull is made of metal partitions, and due to the structure of the hull, the sound insulation performance of metal partitions is doomed to be poor.

When McDonald put his ears on the partition and could clearly hear the movement of the floor scratching next door, McDonald immediately understood what was going on, and made a gesture with his hand to Kem next to him.

Kem nodded and left.

...

"Hurry up."

Kiyoko Imamura was lying on the ground, rubbing the rope with a knife constantly, hoping to cut the rope.

Because she knew that the movement just now was too loud.

I'm afraid it will attract the other party's attention.

She will be dead when the robbers come over!

But because her hands were pressed by the chair, it was more difficult to cut the rope.

She is less efficient.

Things are imminent.

There was a knock at the door.

"Da da da."

Kem stood at the door and knocked softly.

Pretending to be a waiter, he said, "Miss, the room is clean."

"May I ask if you need anything?"

"Wooooow."

Kiyoko Imamura shook his head frantically.

Cut the rope with tears.

"Dong dong." Kem stood at the door and looked left and right, then held the doorknob and pushed in hard a few times.

When he found that the door was locked, he took out his pistol, slowly screwed on the silencer, and blocked the lock with his body.

"Hush!" Two short gunshots sounded.

Kem broke the door lock, pushed open the door, and quickly raised his gun to aim at the cabin.

"Huh?" Kem entered the door with a serious expression to kill, but he unexpectedly saw a woman.

And it was a young and beautiful girl tied to a chair.

"Hey hey hey, he really knows how to play." Kem's expression was surprised, and then he became evil again.

He put the pistol in his waist, closed the door with his backhand, and walked towards the girl step by step.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the girl struggled back with tears in her eyes.

Kem held out his hands for rope tricks too.

"Wow!" Just as Kem was about to press the key with both hands, a figure suddenly opened the door, rushed into the room, and directly threw him down.

Don't change your name when you go, and don't change your surname when you sit.

Wan Chai Sand Fair is here!

When he turned the corner, he found someone breaking into the door, and then he hurried over quickly.

After being overthrown, Kem, relying on his tall physique, directly hugged Chen Jiaju and stood up, and threw Chen Jiaju away with a bang.

Explosion completed.

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