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The Century Casino is still so luxurious. In the night, its glittering neon lights are much more dazzling than in the daytime.

From a distance, you can see the building, shining brightly, as if the God of Fortune has arrived and money is rolling in.

Today, without Shen Xing and Guo Limin, Wang Yan strolled to the door of the Century Casino by himself. The stall that sold milk tea yesterday was still there, so Wang Yan went to buy another cup.

"Boss, Vasali."

The code-maker from last night appeared in front of Wang Yan like a fly, and took the initiative to pay for the milk tea.

"Is business bad?"

"No one is as generous as the boss." The code-maker took out Huazi from his pocket.

Wang Yan took the whole pack very naturally, opened it and lit one, and put the rest in his pocket.

After taking a puff of cigarette, Wang Yan asked, "Has anyone asked you about me?"

"Uh... No! Absolutely not!" The code-maker shook his head repeatedly.

"That's right." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, "What did you say?"

The code-maker stopped pretending and took the initiative to reveal: "Boss, it's the people from the casino. They think you are a master, so they want to find out the situation. I said that I pulled customers from the street, and I don't know much. Boss, you know, I really don't know anything."

Wang Yan didn't comment and said nothing.

The code-maker stood aside with a smile, and he didn't dare to say anything. Because he felt that Wang Yan didn't talk much, and thought that Wang Yan didn't like people who talked a lot, so he spoke less. Waiting to accompany Wang Yan to exchange chips, and give him money in ten yuan a handful...

After a while, the milk tea was made, and the code-maker diligently led the way, and Wang Yan followed again, slurping milk tea.

As usual, the chips were exchanged first, not much, just like yesterday, one thousand yuan.

"Boss, are we still playing dice today?"

Wang Yan looked around and clearly saw a few people with unreserved eyes, and he responded with a friendly smile.

"Play dice." Wang Yan nodded and walked towards the dice.

It was the same beautiful dealer from yesterday. When she saw Wang Yan coming over, she smiled sweetly and nodded to him.

Wang Yan also smiled in a friendly way and then played one round after another...

Wang Yan played for a long time today and won a lot, reaching nearly 100,000. This was under the condition that the beautiful dealer kept operating and affecting the results.

The reason why he could still win money was that it was not just a matter of results, but also the betting situation of other gamblers had to be considered comprehensively, so that it was easy to manipulate.

Some people bet on different points, some bet on big and small, and some bet on single and double, and there were quite a few people. If you want to target Wang Yan, you have to calculate the situation in a short time, and kill Wang Yan on the basis of ensuring that only a part of the gamblers are killed, leaving the other part, and maintaining a certain proportion.

Because Wang Yan's bets were not big, he did not play as much as yesterday today. After winning more than 10,000, he bet a few hundred or a few thousand. The dealer could not kill him out at once, so he could not play the more disgusting killing.

Wang Yan always seizes the opportunity to make it difficult for the dealer to kill him, so as to win money.

This is a test of calculation ability. Obviously, Wang Yan is also invincible in this aspect. Although the beautiful dealer is relatively skilled, she is always calculating, which consumes a lot of her energy.

When Wang Yan gave the code-changer a hundred chips and packed up to retreat, the beautiful dealer had already put on makeup, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water.

If it were a regular casino, Wang Yan would have changed to a dealer with better skills if he did this. But there is no one here, and this beautiful dealer is the best. Even if they have surveillance behind them, it is useless if no one is calculating behind them.

Obviously, this is to make money from those bad gamblers. These people have no brains, are addicted to it, and are easy to cheat. When facing people like Wang Yan, their response method is very primitive, and Wang Yan doesn't like it very much...

When he went to exchange chips, before he touched the red banknotes, he was taken to the room upstairs in the casino by two strong men who seemed polite.

There were already three people inside, and there were five people including the one who took Wang Yan up.

As soon as he entered, he was attracted by the white hair of one of them.

The man sat on the large boss chair, holding a square cup in his hand, shaking the whiskey with ice.

"Sit down, pour wine for this boss."

The white-haired man ordered, and the two people behind him pressed Wang Yan to the sofa. Wang Yan did not resist, and sat down, watching people pour wine and add ice for him.

At this time, the white-haired man came out with a wine glass, sat opposite Wang Yan, and raised the glass to Wang Yan: "Please."

Wang Yan smiled, picked up the glass, turned it around to look at it, and then turned it around to smell it, and then took a sip.

He smacked his lips and put down the glass: "Fake wine."

Hearing Wang Yan's words, the white-haired man frowned: "Boss, do you know wine?"

"A little bit." Wang Yan said, "This glass of wine is turbid in color, light in aroma, and astringent at the front. It's okay that you don't know wine, you can hardly taste it, and it's okay to pretend like you did just now."

"Boss, you are very courageous." The white-haired man laughed angrily. He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and put the glass heavily on the table. "Let me introduce myself. I am Yan Baimei. There are two casinos in Century Casino. The dice you play are mine. What is the boss's name?"

"My last name is Wang."

"Okay, Boss Wang, I've observed you for two days and found that you are a master at playing dice. Our dealer is no match for you. Can you tell me what you are going to do? Hmm?"

Wang Yan knew Yan Baimei, an old friend. Now seeing his fierce look, he felt a bit of contrast.

He shook his head and laughed: "Boss Bai, you are the owner of the casino, you open the door to do business and welcome gamblers from all directions. You ask me what I want to do? What can I do in a casino? Of course, I want to win money. You guys can't afford it. I only won more than 120,000 yuan, and I still owe 100,000 yuan. Looking at you like this, are you going to resort to tricks?"

"Who knows?" Yan Baimei spread his hands and smiled at Wang Yan, feeling quite proud.

At the same time, the person standing behind Wang Yan took out a gun, and loaded it with a very crisp click, and pointed it at the back of Wang Yan's head.

Wang Yan smiled, then tilted his head slightly, stretched out a hand backwards, grasped the gun's sleeve and slid it back a little, so that it could not fire. Then, following the force of the gunman trying to get rid of the gun, he turned over from the sofa.

Then, with a click, he twisted the gunman's wrist, snatched the gun, and kicked him to the side.

Bang~

A gunshot, the gunman who was kicked away had bright red on his head.

Wang Yan still remembered that when he was holding him up, this man had the most strength and the most ferocious smile...

Everything happened in a flash. It was not until this time that the other people in the room saw the situation clearly and realized that in such a short time, Wang Yan had killed a person.

They took out guns from their clothes and wanted to shoot Wang Yan to death.

Bang bang bang~

After three gunshots, except for Yan Baimei who had already hidden behind the table, the wrists of the other three gunmen were all broken, and the unloaded guns fell to the ground.

They held their wrists and wailed.

"Shut up, you'll die if you keep yelling."

Wang Yan's voice was not loud, and was even suppressed by their screams. But they all heard it, and they shut up honestly. They dared not touch the gun in front of them.

Wang Yan walked over and picked up the guns on the ground one by one.

They were all Colts, which had high sales, and were very classic and timeless. It was convenient for Wang Yan, after all, the bullets were universal.

After picking up the guns, Wang Yan opened the door and looked out.

The gunshots rang in the closed room, and the environment downstairs was noisy. Maybe there was a fierce battle going on upstairs, and no one was moving around. Therefore, it did not disturb others.

After confirming it, Wang Yan closed the door.

Turning around, holding the gun and waving his hand, he greeted Yan Baimei who raised his hands: "Come on, sit down and talk."

"Boss Wang, is there some misunderstanding between us?"

Yan Baimei raised his hands and sat back, speaking in his weird Chinese accent. His face was full of sincerity, hoping to resolve the misunderstanding.

He said, "You Chinese have an old saying, it is better to resolve enemies than to make them, and turn hostility into friendship. I don't know what I can do, we can reconcile and live in harmony."

Wang Yan smiled and nodded: "There are indeed some misunderstandings. I don't like being pointed at by a gun, so this person died before they could point at me, and I don't want to make the misunderstanding between the two sides difficult to resolve, so they are still alive. Boss Bai, you don't blame me, right?"

"No, no, they deserved it. It is natural for Boss Wang to teach them a lesson."

"I know a lot of idioms."

"I like Chinese culture, and we do the most business here with Chinese people, so we must learn. Only by learning well can we provide better service."

"Good, you are aware." Wang Yan smiled, "The ten I won..."

"I'll call someone to send the money up now." Yan Baimei was very active.

Wang Yan shook his head slightly, took out a cigarette, lit it, and threw one to Yan Baimei.

He crossed his legs and placed them on the low wooden table in front of him, gently swinging his long legs, smoking and talking: "Actually, I'm a good person."

"It can be seen that Boss Wang is kind-hearted." Yan Baimei nodded, agreeing with Wang Yan's statement.

Wang Yan continued: "I heard that you are all devout Buddhists, and Buddha talks about cause and effect. Today I won 100,000 and you let me go, and tomorrow I will come to win 100,000. My greed is uncontrollable, and your greed is also uncontrollable, so even if you don't let anyone bring me up today, it will be the same in a few days. Boss Bai, you have this disaster in your life."

"Yes, Boss Wang is right, I can already feel it."

"You should ask me how to overcome the disaster."

"It's my fault." Yan Baimei said seriously, "Then Boss Wang, how can I overcome the disaster?"

"Simple. You deducted 100,000 from me , this is the money I won, you return it to me, is it okay? "

"That's what I should do."

Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Then I should have left Century Casino ten minutes ago. Because of you, Boss Bai, I wasted my time. During this time, my money was kept with you. It is reasonable that you should give me some interest."

"Indeed, it was my fault. I wonder how much interest Boss Wang needs?"

Seeing Wang Yan put up his two fingers holding the cigarette, Yan Baimei said, "Two hundred thousand? I'll have someone send the money up right away."

"One person died, three people's hands were broken, and your people pointed a gun at my head. I've been talking to you for so long, just for a mere two hundred thousand?" Wang Yan flicked the cigarette butt into Yan Baimei's face. On top, the latter didn't even dare to hide.

"Two million, red banknotes, cash."

"Boss Wang, two million is too much..."

Seeing the black hole's muzzle move up and aim at his head, Yan Baimei wisely shut up.

Wang Yan said: "Am I bargaining with you? Boss Bai, let me be clear. If you get two million in front of me, you live and I leave. If you can't get it in front of me, I will let you get these three million." I’ll have an in-depth discussion with you, and then you’ll die and I’ll leave. “Am I clear?”

Yan Baimei swallowed and nodded vigorously: "Clear! Very clear! But two million may take some time."

"An hour."

"Can I call?"

"Can you conjure red banknotes?" Wang Yan asked back.

"Yes, yes." Yan Baimei nodded repeatedly, then took out his cell phone and started making a call.

Wang Yan was holding a gun and looking around the house with his hands behind his back.

Finally he saw a pinhole camera in the corner.

He moved closer to confirm, then turned back to look at Yan Baimei.

The latter also paid attention to Wang Yan's movements. After saying a few words and hanging up the phone, he said: "The computer is right there. There is absolutely no backup storage. If Boss Wang is worried, he can operate it himself."

"Call your phone."

Wang Yan continued to browse, and finally found three places, taking pictures of the situation inside the house without blind spots.

After doing this, Wang Yan sat down in front of the computer and turned off the power in the room after some crackling operations. Suddenly, the room fell into darkness.

Yan Baimei didn't dare to say more and was still on the phone.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Wang Yan walked straight over and opened the door. Outside the door were two waiters from the casino. They were holding boxes and lowered their heads, not daring to look more.

Wang Yan reached out to take the box and waved them away.

Then without closing the door, he used the light in the corridor to open the box and look at the pile of red banknotes inside.

At this time, Yan Baimei said: "Boss Wang, here is 1.1 million. This is the money that can be drawn out tonight. I need to leave part of the money for the guests to exchange for chips."

Wang Yan nodded, squatted on the ground, picked up a wad of money, broke it with his thumbs, and let the red bills slide through his fingers one by one, listening to the crisp sound. This sounds better than the sound of chips. It's a pity that we didn't get to see Boss Liu last night.

Yan Baimei continued: "Boss Wang, I just made a round of calls. Not many people can come up with one million in cash at this time, and not many are willing to lend it to me. So I contacted my friends in Daban , maybe Boss Wang has heard of his name, his name is Uncle Cai. Uncle Cai promised to lend me one million, but it’s a long way from Daban to Xiaomo Nong, and it takes a while to drive there. Can Boss Wang give me some mercy? ?”

"How long will it take?"

"It's not easy to walk at night, and it will take nearly two hours."

"Okay." Wang Yan nodded, "Then let's talk again."

"I'm extremely honored." Yan Baimei breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "I wonder where in China Boss Wang is from?"

"northeast."

"I know the Northeast, and there are people from there who come to our place to play. Just now I said Daban, Boss Wang, you don't seem to know the distance from Xiaomodonong. You must have just come to our Xiaomodonong, right?"

"Tricking me? Want to come back with revenge?"

Yan Baimei shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, how dare I? It's just a chat, just a chat."

"It's okay." Wang Yan said with a smile, "Actually, I understand you. If we changed places and I was you, I wouldn't let myself go. If I don't wait until I get the money, I'll break you, right?" "

"No, no, no, boss Wang, I really..."

"I'm just kidding you." Wang Yan waved his hand, "I am more trustworthy, and I will live if I am told to live. If you don't accept it today and want to retaliate against me, that will be a matter for next time. But let me explain it to you first. If If we are still unhappy next time, you'd better prepare more money. If it's not enough, I guarantee that your death will be unhappy."

"Boss Wang, after you get the money, you will definitely leave Xiaomo Nong as soon as possible. The world is so big and I don't have that much energy. Are you right, Boss Wang?"

"That's right, Boss Bai, you are quite sensible. I am optimistic about you."

"Thank you, Boss Wang."

"You're welcome."

You're welcome, Wang Yan said it in Bomo language.

Yan Baimei didn't even react at first, but when he realized it, his eyes widened instantly, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

He was very lucky. Fortunately, he didn't think he was smart enough to find someone to fuck Wang Yan, but he really admitted his defeat and kept calling to raise money. Otherwise, he might be cold now. Because Wang Yan can understand it!

Of course, he is not a fool. People really came and surrounded Wang Yan. Wang Yan looked like he couldn't survive, but he was by his side, so he must have taken him away with him.

He really doesn't want to die...

So Yan Baimei stopped talking and sat there for a long time, slowly drinking his fake wine.

Wang Yan sat on the sofa again, hanging his feet on the low table as before.

The door was open, and the light from the corridor came in, but it could not shine on the two of them. People passing by outside could only vaguely see their silhouettes. As for those who had their wrists shot through, they were hiding out of sight at the door.

Their wrists hurt, and their hearts were full of fear, but they did not dare to make a sound, and even their breathing was suppressed. They huddled in the corner, close to each other, and warmed each other. They were terribly frightened.

This is for safety reasons, but in fact, people walking on this floor don't dare to look up when passing by the door. They just glance at it from the corner of their eyes when passing by in a hurry.

Time passed slowly, and while everyone was suffering, one and a half hours passed quickly.

Suddenly, Yan Baimei's cell phone rang.

He took a look and breathed out inexplicably. Then he carefully picked up the phone, listened to a few words, and then said: "Yes, let him come up."

"Here we come, Boss Wang."

After a while, a man with long hair appeared at the door carrying a box. Because of the backlight, only the figure can be seen.

"Boss Yan?" The man tentatively greeted in Bomo language.

"I'm here." Yan Baimei replied in Chinese, "Is it Dantuo? Come in."

Dantuo walked in with a box and placed it at Wang Yan's feet: "Here is the one million cash you want. Uncle Guai said that if you have any trouble, you can speak up and everyone can help each other."

He also spoke in Chinese.

As he spoke, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he subconsciously looked around the room.

So he saw a few people trembling in the corner, saw the faint traces lying there silently in front of them, saw the man in front of him with his feet on the table, smiling, and the dark hands in this man's hands. gun.

He realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

For a moment, the hair on the hair stood on end.

"Don't be nervous." Wang Yan's voice rang out, "I have no grudge against Uncle Guai from Daban, and I don't even know him. You are here to give money. If you don't look for trouble, we are all in the same boat."

While speaking, Wang Yan sat up, put the pistol aside, opened the box, and took a rough look at the red banknotes inside. Then he fastened the box, found a bag from the house, and put all the guns in it.

Then he stood up with two boxes and bags in hand.

"Boss Bai, this disaster is over for you today. You'd better know something."

"Don't worry, Boss Wang. I, Yan Baimei, am not a loser. I accept my defeat."

"Go away, I won you one hundred thousand, and you want my life. Boss Bai, I still say the same thing, if you want to take revenge, you must first prepare enough money. That's it, You take care of yourself.”

Wang Yan looked at Dantuo who was standing there staring at him and said with a smile, "Duantuo, right? Thank you for your hard work. Thank you for traveling so far so late to give me the money. We are destined to meet again. Vasari." "

Dantuo hesitated, but still clasped his hands together and bowed slightly: "Boss Wang, Vasali."

Wang Yan smiled, then turned around and left with the money and gun.

Dantuo stood at the door and watched Wang Yan disappear around the corner.

Behind him, there was a lot of loud gasping sounds, which was the relaxation of the rest of his life.

"Boss Yan, this is..." Dan Tuo said with concern.

Yan Baimei waved his hand, forced himself to stand up, walked over and patted Dantuo on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work, help me tell Uncle Guai that the money will be returned to him in two days. You go down and play for two It’s all mine.”

"Thank you, Boss Yan. I have something to do tomorrow morning, so I'll go back first."

"Okay, drive safely."

Yan Baimei was just being polite and did not try to persuade him to stay. He looked at Tuo but Tuo disappeared, leaning heavily on the wall, slowly sliding down, and collapsed on the ground...

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