Chapter 500

Satan quickly explained the mysterious underground gambling to Yang Qiu, and Yang Qiu's interest became stronger.

The capital in his hands is now a little more than 600 million. To participate in this gambling game, the entry capital needs 500 million.

The organization that organizes this gambling game is very mysterious. The threshold for entry is very high and there are many rules, but it is also absolutely confidential and absolutely safe.

Of course, people who are qualified to enter this gambling circle are introduced. Once they enter, no one will check your identity and don't worry about exposure, because they wear masks all the way.

The mask is the representative of this person's identity.

"Well... In that case, how can I get the qualification?"

Satan immediately went out of his storage ring and came to a thin gold mask:

"The owner of this mask was once a prince of the European royal family."

When it comes to this, Satan's face becomes a little embarrassed, because the royal families in Europe are basically from the Habsburg family, while de Kula is the contemporary patriarch of the Habsburg family.

Yang Qiu doesn't have to wipe her eyes to see the color. Most of the time, this prince is a target figure who died in the hands of Satan.

"I was on a mission that year. I once got involved in this gambling game, assassinated the prince, and then took away his mask. This guy's identity in this gambling game is still very important. He should still be one of the initiators."

In just a few words, Satan made an understatement, but the degree of difficulty is almost conceivable.

This guy is really the king of killers.

Obviously, the unlucky prince was considered an accident until his death.

Since the mask is so important, it is not strange that it will be passed on to his descendants or appear in the hands of another person.

"When will this gamble come?"

Satan said slowly:

"Once a month, on the 10th of the beginning of the month, it will be the 10th in three days."

Yang Qiu a row of armrests and said:

"Well, you go and prepare, and I'll take part in the gamble."

No matter what gamble, no matter what expert, as long as it is an ordinary person, Yang Qiu has absolutely no possibility of losing money.

Such a gamble, once a month, if you win billions and tens of billions every time, how good would it be?

This is Yang Qiu's wishful thinking. He really did so. I'm afraid that even if he wins three or five times in a row every month, it will become the goal of everyone to get rid of it.

At more than 10 a.m. the next day, a black extended Bentley stopped at the door of Yangqiu villa. The driver was a giant man more than two meters tall. After parking the car at the door, the giant man greeted the guard at the door politely:

"Please inform me that young master Riley of the bright family has paid a visit to Yang Qiuge."

The guard was a heavily armed mercenary. He looked up and down the big man on guard and said coldly:

"Wait."

Soon, Satan came out of the room and looked at each other with the giant man. Satan said coldly:

"The boss said, let your young master come in alone."

A trace of anger flashed on the giant's face, but two sharp eyes suddenly flashed in Satan's eyes. Suddenly, the giant was cold all over.

Satan usually looks like a dull person, and very ordinary, but if you think so, you are not far from death.

As the king of killers for five consecutive years, I'm afraid only he knows when he really looks harmless.

This giant man is one of Riley's bodyguards. This guy has three bodyguards with world boxing titles. His strength is not strong, but two of them have become useless.

The remaining giant naturally didn't want to become a useless man. He took a deep look at Satan, then went to the car and said something to the car.

When the door opened, Riley, with blue eyes and chestnut hair, walked down with an unnatural complexion. When he saw Satan, he just nodded coldly and said:

"Take me to your boss."

Satan looked at Riley up and down, then motioned the guard to open the door, then nodded faintly and said:

"Boy, straighten out your attitude. If you make the boss unhappy at all, I'm absolutely happy to break your neck."

Riley was even red with anger, but he remembered the explanation and threat from his former father and the terrorist strength shown by the subordinate next to Yang Qiu last time. His face turned white again. He could only nod and bow slightly to Satan:

"Please lead the way. I came with my father's task."

Satan took Riley into the villa and said with a gloomy face:

"Wait here!"

Riley bright's eyes couldn't help showing two very dissatisfied eyes, but then he saw the strong strongen like a hill, and suddenly had no temper.

To tell the truth, this guy is a dandy disciple. When he saw that Yang Qiu was not as old as him, he thought he was easy to bully, but he didn't expect that Yang Qiu had destroyed dozens of big men in the underground world of Vancouver alone. Of course, he was unconvinced.

Who is he?

The successor of the bright family, even the representative of the Morello family, must maintain enough respect for him. How dare this guy who doesn't know where to run out on the way treat him so contemptuously?

So Riley is always unconvinced and always wants to get some face from Yang Qiu. It seems that only in this way can he be proud.

Soon, Yang Qiu, wearing a suit and long hair, came out of the room.

Riley didn't dare to explode the thorn, but respectfully handed the prepared documents to Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu took it over and looked at it carefully. When she looked up again, there was a smile on her face:

"Riley? Sit down. "

Riley twitched slightly, but he could only sit down obediently. Yang Qiu also sat down opposite him, picked up the document in his hand and looked at it. While looking at it, he looked at Riley with his eyes.

Riley was flustered by Yang Qiu's eyes and finally couldn't help saying:

"Yang Qiu... Sir, this is the contract for the building opposite the municipal government. My father said that if you have no opinion, please sign it!"

Yang Qiu thought again, looked at Riley and said:

"Don't you have a problem?"

Riley snorted coldly and said something gloomy:

"What can I say?"

Yang Qiu smiled and stretched out his hand. Satan immediately took out a pen and handed it over. Yang Qiu signed his name on the contract, then closed the contract and said to Satan:

"Take this guy down, Satan. In the future, this guy will be handed over to you."

Satan nodded, but Riley jumped up from the sofa and stammered:

"Wait! You... What do you mean? "

Yang Qiu looked at him and said with a smile:

"Your father gave you to me at the price of one floor. From now on, you are my attendant! Don't you... Have no opinion? "

Riley's face turned pale with fear, and his whole body trembled like a gust of wind:

"No... impossible!"

Yang Qiu's face was suddenly heavy, and an invisible momentum scared Riley's screams back.

"Satan, I'll give you three days. When I see this guy again, I'll make him a obedient dog, or hum! It doesn't matter if you do it casually. It doesn't matter if you die. His father signed it himself, life or death! "