"Bang la la"

The vast majority of the guests who are playing in the casino hall do not know what is going on, and they are forced to put down the cards by the dealer, they are scolding and unhappy, but there is no way, they can only obediently rush upstairs, less than five minutes, hundreds of square meters of the casino hall, only one table remains, and the customers have disappeared.

A minute later.

"Bang la la"

At the door blocked by the screen, the crowd entered quickly, full of strong men wearing the clothes of the rich, with strong execution ability, and advanced after receiving the order, and did not block the door, but gathered in the center of the hall, engrossed, raising the weapons in their hands to face it cautiously.

Shang Yang still has a phone in one hand and a pickaxe in the other.

Walking at the back of the crowd, walking inside step by step, he was impulsive, but not reckless, according to Feng Xuanyin's words: It has passed the era of barefoot fighting the world, and if you can sit in command, then there is no need to charge, turn a corner, and walk into the bathroom, the strong men did not immediately pursue, but gathered in the bathroom, waving the pickaxe in their hands, and destroying this well-decorated bathroom.

The bathtub is smashed.

Rip off the shower.

The scented sandalwood was broken.

They are no longer termites, but an overwhelming plague of locusts, everywhere they go, there is no grass, he walked among these people, he didn't speak, Wei Lai on the other side of the phone didn't speak, the current competition is the mentality of the two people, Wei Lai has a home advantage, the longer it drags on, the more beneficial it may be, but Shang Yang's heart will feel a certain pressure.

Shang Yang is a saboteur, what he wants is to destroy everything, to see if Wei Lai can resist.

Everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he finally turned the last corner and stood in front of the door.

The door was opened, and in front of him was this huge screen of the dragon and crouching tiger, exquisite, delicate, and lifelike, and the arrogance shown by this screen made him dislike it very much, he raised the pickaxe in his hand, pointed, and the people on the left and right sides instantly stepped forward and began to smash against the screen.

In the blink of an eye, the tiger's eye was blind, and the dragon's whiskers were gone.

Lifelike, it becomes a broken flower and a willow.

This pure solid wood screen frame has some weight, six strong men and strong men leaned up, and it only made him shake slightly, Shang Yang has not much else, that is, there are many people, six is not enough to go up to six, from the beginning of the business of the rich man, it stood at the main entrance, warning everyone not to make trouble, and finally shook, crumbling.

The last twelve people worked at the same time.

Just watch this huge screen slowly fall backwards, without giving anyone a glimmer of hope, it just fell.

"Bang"

smashed on the ground, in addition to the huge sound of shooting, there were also unprovoked three-foot waves.

There was no obstruction in front of him, and the more commanding lights in the casino hall shone out, which happened to be reflected on Shang Yang's face in the center of the door, these faces were calm, but they also made people shudder, and to put it vulgarly, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a devil's skeleton hidden under the face of an angel.

"Da"

Shang Yang took a step forward.

"Bang la la"

The strong men on his left and right rushed in first, there were about forty or so people left, about half, nothing more than the initial fight was hand-to-hand combat, no one slacked off for money, and being able to lie on the ground meant that he could afford to buy a good car or pay a down payment for a good house.

More than forty people all rushed in, stopped five or six meters in front, pickaxe in hand, ready to attack at any time.

There are not many people left who are rich, but there are also more than 30 people, who do not lose their momentum and watch cautiously.

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There seemed to be a strong wind blowing in the middle of the team, which made people shudder.

The two sides looked at each other angrily, and no one took a step back.

Shang Yang didn't speak, but he found the camera, smiled lightly, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Dry"

To come is to push here, there is no point in talking too much nonsense.

"Hmm..."

When these strong men heard the order, they didn't hesitate and stepped forward quickly.

The rich man did not retreat either, and rushed over in two steps.

The two sides added up to a team of nearly 100 people, and finally collided head-on, just a moment after contact, no less than ten people were put down, the scene was extremely chaotic, the wails echoed in the hall, and the screams were endless.

Shang Yang watched calmly.

It's as if everything in front of him has nothing to do with him, and it's not in the hinterland of the other party.

"you, you!"

Directly in front of him a rich man was knocked down, one was holding a pickaxe, and his hands were equipped with electric motors to smash down, and the arms of the people on the ground had been obviously deformed, and his body was curled up into a ball, like a shrimp.

There is also a rich man on the left, wielding a machete, constantly slashing down, that person has been cut like a blood gourd, a few steps back, and finally couldn't help but fall to the ground, the rich man still wanted to run to chop his body, but a pickaxe went straight to the back of his head, and his head was smashed with a bang, hitting him without warning, and he didn't wake up.

Just three minutes.

Only a few of the big rich people are left to stand up.

And there are nearly thirty people on Shang Yang's side.

The thirty people surrounded them, and those people were panicked, frightened, and wanted to cry without tears, and stood together back to back with trembling bodies, facing all around, hesitating and not daring to step forward, the horror in their eyes was like that of a helpless child, wanting to plead but not knowing how to speak.

"Up!"

A strong man was the first to speak.

There is no mercy, because fighting itself is a very cruel thing,

These thirty people came up from all directions, formed a circle, wrapped them in it, and in a moment the pickaxes flew wildly, and in less than five seconds, the few remaining rich people were all smashed to the ground.

After more than thirty seconds, these people finally stopped and returned to Shang Yangshi's side.

Most of them were hung up, some had their clothes torn apart, some had deep wounds on their shoulders that could be seen visible to their bones, and some walked with a limp, but in the end, they all gathered around Shang Yang.

"Smash!"

At the sound of an order, it became a demolition team again.

Tables were overturned, tablecloths were torn from gaming tables, seats were smashed, and the utensils were in disarray.

And at this time.

Wei Lai is calmly watching all this, this loss is just a skin appearance for the casino, a day's running water can make this place look new, but there is still a time problem, delaying the business.

He finally spoke: "You come in, don't go out!"

The voice fell, just look at the door that could be opened by manpower, is slowly closing, not manpower, but electric, electromagnetic technology has been quite popular, not to mention people, even a tank comes, and it may not be able to hit open.

The men all turned their heads to look at the closed door, a little worried.

"You're good, I like it very much, but your ignorance has angered me"

Wei Lai's eyes rippled: "It's a good thing to be young and vigorous, but you are too arrogant, I will teach you a lesson today, and it is also the last lesson you will get in this life!"

Shang Yang didn't care about his words, and he was stepping into the big one

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When the rich are here, it means that there is no turning back when the work starts, and it is useless to think about it.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the surveillance and asked, "Are you sure you want to teach me a lesson?" I hope that when I demolish the entire Tycoon Casino, you can still be so confident!"

With that, he walked towards the elevator.

Of course, it's not the elevator that is looking for, the fool takes the elevator, there must be a ladder here, otherwise there is a fire These gamblers can only be burned alive here, and the people who come here to play are middle and upper class people, and the social impact of their burning to death can not be borne by anyone.

While walking, I played with the taste: "I'm going to come to the second floor to find you!"

Wei Lai said calmly: "You can't come up!"

As soon as the words fell.

"Squeak"

Just look at the elevator door he went upstairs that day, slowly opened.

"Da Da Da"

The sound of footsteps came out.

Seven strong men who were more than two meters tall and wearing suits walked out of it, all of them looked to weigh more than three hundred pounds, like iron towers, compared to their figures, Shang Yang and these people behind him were more like dwarfs.

The pressure brought by seven people did not suppress the dozens of people just now.

It's not a countryman, it's a black person!

The bare skin is completely dark, only the eyes are black and white.

"They are all smuggled to the country, no identity, no name, even if they die here, no one will be held accountable, oh, I forgot to tell you, from their hometown to smuggle here, it takes about a month to take a boat, during this month, they can only hide in the lowest level of the cabin, and the water and food supply is very insufficient."

The corners of Wei Lai's mouth finally hung a smile: "With the physical fitness of the Chinese people, they can last for a week at most, but they can last for a month, according to the latest survival rate, less than 20 percent, by the way, guess how they survived when there is not enough water, food, and even air?"

This is the power he has been hiding.

No one has ever seen it in the big rich, and it is impossible to describe how strong the physical fitness of these black people is, but they can bend steel pipes with their bare hands...

Seven people lined up like a tsunami.

"Hehehe..."

Shang Yang was walking at the front, but when he saw them coming, he began to retreat, laughing and retreating.

The men behind him thought for a moment and glanced at each other, and one of them tentatively rushed over, raised his pickaxe, quickly got in front of him, and then smashed it over.

"Huh"

The black man in front of him just raised his hand, and the height advantage made him raise his hand parallel to grab the pickaxe that was waving, which was originally as thick as his forearm, but in his hand, like a little finger, the black man tugged hard, grabbed the pickaxe, grabbed the high board as long as his arm with both hands, raised his knee and pushed it down.

"Click"

The pickaxe, which was originally called a sharp weapon in fighting, was actually broken alive.

This scene made everyone gasp.

They are not afraid of fighting, and they are not afraid of being cut, and it is an exaggeration to say that even if they fall to the ground, they are surrounded by people and cut with knives, it is also the path they choose, but these guys in front of them are too scary, and people can't afford to resist at all.

Seven people forward.

Shang Yang retreated with dozens of people.

Wei Lai smiled: "There is one more thing I forgot to tell you, they have been in the casino for three years, and they have no other work, except for exercising their fighting ability, that is, their ability to resist hits, don't believe you, is your head thick, or his arms are thick?"

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