Sure enough, when Guo Xie followed Hilton out of the meeting room, a group of people stared at him in unison. The one who had just arrived was Guo Xie, and it was his business to get lucky and not die.

I'm really sorry about today, I didn't expect that there would be a shooting incident in our hotel, but this matter has been resolved, and there won't be any similar incidents in the future. To express our hotel's regret, everyone here will receive our Hilton Hotel's gold cards. "That's great," Hilton said with a smile. Of course, I can't help but explain that the shooting incident was a misunderstanding. Let our client, Mr. Nangong Hao, tell everyone about it! "

Tim Hilton's words, of course, did not satisfy the people in the lobby of the Hilton. What do we need this for? 10% discount for my gold card, do I need money? Wine is free, does laozi lack wine? Of course, if this Chinese youth didn't have any objections, they naturally couldn't say anything.

The moment Hilton's voice fell, no one else said anything. After a long night of tossing and turning, some of them were hungry and started looking for food. There was food in the Hilton Hotel's lobby all the time, so the service was pretty good.

He busied himself until one in the morning and cooked two more dishes for Hilton and Qi Dong. Only then did the two old men leave leisurely. Qi Dong had already made an appointment with Guo Tai to go to the Las Vegas casino for a selection in the collection room for the next two days.

"Bad brother, did you sign some unequal treaty with the two old men? Are you trying to talk to them like this today?" Little Ling Mo asked in a soft voice as he watched Guo Xie walking in. Little Ling Mo had learned a set of absorption laws while following Yu'er for a period of time, and didn't sleep at all at night.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to a good place. Since when has my bad brother suffered?" Guo Xie said with a smile while fiddling with the gourd he got from Tim Hilton. Although he had not studied it carefully, he could feel that this gourd was definitely not ordinary.

"Bad brother, where did this small gourd come from? Give it to me. I remember that big sister Yu Er also has this kind of small gourd. It was made quite delicately." Little Ling Mo said, and snatched it away, "It's still about 10 days away from the tournament, where are you bringing me to tomorrow?"

"Little girl, I can't give you this gourd, but I can give you this thing to play with." As he said that, he waved his hand and the gourd returned to his hand. He then handed Little Ling Mo a small flying sword. Before coming to the United States, he inspected Nangong Ling Mo's body and was just barely able to control the flying sword with his willpower.

"Hehe, bad brother, this is a flying sword right? Thank you bad brother." Nangong Lingmo smiled and said, "Sister Yu'er said that this flying sword needs to be nurtured with your body. Let me ask you about the specifics."

"You can keep it with you. If you have nothing else to do in the future, just play with it. I will think of a way to make this flying sword recognize me as master before the Martial Arts Competition." Guo Xie smiled and said, "Let's go to the Las Vegas casino tomorrow."

"Bad brother, are you going to gamble? "I'll go with you tomorrow then. You still have ten billion dollars with you, you can't go back on your word." Nangong Lingmo pouted and said.

"Little girl, why do you need so much money from following big brother in the future? Money is like dirt, leave this money to me first." Guo Qiang said with a smile.

In the end, the two of them bargained for the money. The card that Guo Sou gave Little Ling Mo had turned into $500,000. Little Ling Mo rudely pulled Guo Sou onto the bed, and then went back to be his' servant girl '.

"Dong, dong, dong!" At eight o'clock in the morning, Qi Dong personally knocked on the door to Guo Xie's room. He had already discussed the matter of Guo Xie with the big boss and decided to finish the matter early. However, when he saw the door open and glanced at Ling Mo lying on the bed, Qi Dong couldn't help but shout in his heart, "You beast!"

Of course, Guo Huai naturally didn't know what this old man was thinking.

"Old Master, disturbing beautiful dreams is not right. Go to the main hall first, I'll be out in a bit." He woke up Little Lingmo with a smile on his face. Of course, Little Lingmo was not an animal, he did not sleep well at night, but he had been tormenting himself for a whole night.

In less than half an hour, Guo Sou arrived at the Hilton Hotel with little Ling Mo. A group of people greeted Guo Sou one after another, this amazing chef, no matter if he was a Chinese Adept or was very popular with everyone, was still not familiar enough with Guo Sou to drink the wine on Guo Sou's body.

Yesterday, Tim Hilton and Qi Dong each drank half a catty, then the two of them praised Guo Jiu's wine to the point that there was nothing in the world. Yesterday, Tim Hilton and Qi Dong each drank half a catty, then the two of them praised Guo Jiu's wine to the point that there was nothing in the world.

"Little friend, Tim and I were just talking about it. I wonder if you can give us some of that wine? One hundred million dollars a catty." Qi Dong said with a smile, and the people around him nodded.

"That's it, if you want to drink then you can split the profits. Uncle Qi, the little girl and I will have something to eat. We'll go have a look at the Las Vegas casinos later." Guo Xie smiled as he tossed a bottle of fine wine to Qi Dong. Qi Dong quickly reached out to catch it, and the eyes of the group of people next to him flashed with a golden light as they stared at the bottle.

"Mr. Qi, it can't be that you want to keep this wine for yourself, right? This isn't Mr. Qi's style." One of the old men next to Qi Dong said with a smile as he moved his wine cup closer to the table.

Richardson, you're still young. If you want to drink alcohol in the future, you can go to China. Your business is also in China. After an old man finished speaking, he reached out his hand towards a wine cup in front of a young man who was not even forty years old.

"Uncle Washington, I remember that Little Walker is currently in China. If you want to drink, you can get Little Walker to send it to you. There's no need to steal this from me, right?" After saying that, Richardson quickly picked up his wine cup and downed it in one gulp, his eyes wide. Luckily, he had it, otherwise he would have regretted it for the rest of his life.

"Where's Qi Dong? Look for Qi Dong, he still has more. There's at least two catties in that bottle, he wants to keep it for himself." When the twelve of them finished drinking, someone shouted.

"Mr. Washington, Mr. Qi drove away. He told us to send Mr. Nangong to the casino later."