Chapter 559

Gamblers are naturally anti bone and restless creatures, and the people who can keep them in line these days are a figure sitting in the corner.

When the speaker looked at the past, the figure was living in isolation, sitting in the corner grinding a knife. The altitude that was more proud than a man made it difficult for her to feel weak even if she was sitting. Moreover, at the moment, she was still holding a snow-white and shiny dagger in her hand.

"Ah, I heard that she was betrayed by her companions before she fell into the head market." these days, we get along with each other, and we are all peers. There will be more or less news circulation. At present, we know each other about her identity and origin. But the most interesting thing is the woman in the corner, "I don't know if she was caught or not..."

Men speak very vaguely, but everyone knows the meaning.

At the beginning, the person who reminded him looked tight, hurriedly pulled his arm, lowered his voice and said, "you don't want to die. Have you forgotten what happened a few days ago? Her ears are flexible."

The latter was stunned. He couldn't help shrinking his neck when he thought of the reason why a group of old men were so quiet now, "it won't be so serious. I didn't molest her..."

Although his muttering voice was small, the next second, the woman grinding the knife shook her hand. The dagger immediately took off and flew straight towards the man, wiping his ear and nailing it into the back of the chair.

Hum

The dagger went deep into the wood, trembled constantly in the air, agitated the eardrum and brought a burst of echo. The man was frozen in place, and the blood color on his face faded away at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, we just said a word and didn't name names. Are you so cruel?" another man angrily got up and accused them. He felt that their two men were so bullied and lost face.

The woman straightened up and turned her head slightly, revealing half of her cold and gorgeous face, but her voice was cold, "he's not dead. Why are you so nervous?"

The sharp reply instantly threw the other party's routine back, blocking the other party speechless.

"You..." he wanted to say something more, but he was grabbed by the man in the chair. When he looked down, he saw the other party pointing to the dagger less than an inch from his neck, silently suggesting: don't annoy her. Last time she stabbed someone in the stomach with this dagger.

The reminded people found that there was no movement around them. They just quietly watched the development of things. Obviously, they were afraid. Now they are vaguely led by women and listening to her orders.

"Take the dagger." regardless of other people's faces, the woman stretched out her hand and asked the man with broken mouth to take the knife.

Scared to death, he had to give back the knife. This tone made the man blush and unwilling. But when I think of the current situation, only women have the strongest ability to speak, so I can only do it obediently.

When he handed the dagger back, the door of the hall was pushed open from the outside. It was not the meal that came for no reason, which made more than a dozen gamblers tense their nerves and look at the entrance.

The platoon leader's team is still a gatekeeper dressed in black. They are calm and silent, but their skills are excellent and well-trained. These people line up in two lines and respectfully bow their heads to give way to the main road.

When a pair of high boots stepped on the ground of Dali with a clear rhythm, all the gamblers stood up.

They recognized the footsteps, the man.

The black windbreaker was wrapped in the cold of winter, with a trace of cold taste. The boy wore a metal mask with white flowers on a black background, and his weak body was greatly beyond everyone's expectation.

Although they heard the young voice at the scene at that time, they never thought that the other party would be so thin and weak.

"What do you want us to do here?" after holding back for several days, I finally saw the master. The gamblers couldn't bear to ask loudly.

The young man's eyes, hidden under the mask, turned and fell on the speaker. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "I didn't catch you, I saved you."

Save? Someone sneered on the spot, "then you said it was saved. Can we go at any time?"

The other party raised his finger to the man in black who guarded the door. The next second, he heard the young man's smile, "ha ha, I think you misunderstood. These people are sent to protect you. Your legs are long on yourself. Do as you please."

The boy sat down on the nearest sofa, spread his hands and made a convenient move.

Some gamblers who had been bored for several days immediately went to the door without turning back. When they found that the man in black had no intention of blocking, they showed a little embarrassed look on their face.

"We really made a mistake, cough." the gambler muttered uneasily. He couldn't say anything to thank him. He just looked back and pestled more than half of the people in the house. He opened his mouth and said, "what are you doing? Don't go quickly and stay here for the new year."

The voice fell, no one moved, and the atmosphere looked strange again for a moment.

After a while, another person finally stood up and analyzed the deep meaning of the boy's words, "you said they were protecting us. What's outside?"

What's the danger of keeping them here day and night?

People who can go on the road of gamblers are not stupid. This language loophole is the reason why everyone stops.

"Nothing." the boy answered easily, crossed his legs on the table and said cynically, "I killed a dog of the gambling king. Now the whole city is searching for me. You are my accomplice now."

When they heard the speech, they were surprised, and their faces were full of expressions of seeing ghosts.

Those who dare to gamble in the casino are really desperate

"Madman!" someone cursed on the spot, rushed up excitedly, pointed to the boy's nose and scolded, "I don't care if you want to die, but you're going to kill us!"

Who doesn't know that the gambling king has dominated the casino for 20 years, and his means have always been fierce and vicious. Even if they go out to expose the position of the teenager now, it is estimated that they will be killed in the end.

"Life or death, life can be controlled in your own hands." the young man seems to have an excellent temper and looks calm and leisurely when he is hated by others.

"What do you mean?" the discerning man could see that the boy was setting a trap for them, but he had to drill in.

Because now they are grasshoppers on a ship and have no choice.

"It's very simple. I want you to follow me." the young man went straight to the point and didn't hide his thirst for talent. This routine is actually very common, and everyone is a little prepared. But then the boy said in a relaxed tone, "let's win the casino together."