"How's it going, Mr. Jonathan?

Bai Hao sat opposite Jonathan with a smile. If you can ignore the high chip in front of Bai Hao, maybe Bai Hao's smile doesn't look so evil.

I've lost everything, so what's the point?

Jonathan complained frantically in his heart, and his round eyes were bloodshot.

I don't know why, I'm afraid that I've shouted a thousand times and ten thousand times in my heart to stop, but the words that come out of my throat are still words like driftwood in the ocean of despair.

"Come on. ”

Jonathan let out of his throat like a beast, and slammed his credit card on the table.

"There's still twenty-two thousand in this, go on. ”

Bai Hao quietly glanced at Lan Blade, and then very "considerately" divided 20,000 chips from his chips and pushed them to Jonathan. At the same time, he handed over the credit card to Mr. Thomas, who was the most advanced from him and had already looked stupid.

"Mr. Thomas, please help me exchange the money for chips. Your lady is still here, and I don't think Mr. Thomas is going to run away with the money, is he?"

Bai Hao glanced at Mrs. Thomas, whose face was obviously a little darkened after listening to his words, and after receiving Mr. Thomas's stammering affirmative answer, he refocused his attention on the card game in front of him.

With a thin credit card in hand, Mr. Thomas left the room with the dealer and walked towards the chip exchanger.

"Sir, someone is out!"

Kayla saw the two of them leave the room together, and hurriedly pulled Michael's sleeve.

"Who?"

Michael, who was answering the phone, heard the voice, looked over in surprise, and then hurriedly followed with the phone.

"Keep up!"

After saying this to Kayla, Michael grabbed the phone again and took it to his ear and began to speak to his superior, but just suddenly slipped out of the accident.

"The dealer in the room and a member of the crooks came out. We're getting ready to ask them for information. Sir, are you really going to give up on Jonathan, just ask for a turnaround, it's not fair to them at all......"

"It's not fair? Don't you want to be fair? Do you know how much business in the ministry is working with the Rockefellers? Now that Carl Rockefeller has already taken a stand, what do you want me to do?"

Michael watched silently as Kayla rushed forward and held two pistols at Mr. Thomas and the dealer, and then "politely" invited the man in his direction. But my heart was bitter.

The above decision is to abandon his own fighters and give to the enemy the soldiers who have just risked their lives on a mission and are lucky enough to return home?

Cooperating with the Black River operation is a decision made by Jianguo**!

But now?

The mission is done, and the people are back. Not only can you not enjoy the honor you deserve, but you also have to be betrayed to the Chinese people by your own **?

Jonathan: They are not wronged!

Watching Kayla walk towards him step by step with the two people who were originally going to return to the box, Michael's heart beat vigorously, as if the footsteps of those people fell to his heart step by step.

The people in the distance walked step by step according to the beat of their hearts, and their faces blurred step by step became clear step by step. In the end, it seems to have become his elderly father.

The duty of a soldier is to obey orders. But when soldiers and soldiers shed their blood for the country, why are they discarded and even betrayed like garbage in many cases, instead of getting what they deserve?

The FBI needed to work with the Rockefellers to earn money and fund development, and Michael understood that.

The Rockefeller family wants to keep their junior Bai Hao, who "never participates in state affairs", and Michael also understands this.

But in order to maintain the "friendship" with the Rockefeller family, Michael didn't understand this at all by letting Bai Hao from Huaxia deal with the soldiers who desperately escaped for their lives.

Is money really that magical?

The voice of the superior was still babbling something in Michael's ear, and Michael had a sense of being out of place with the whole world.

"If you think it's unfair, why don't you sit in my seat and give someone an order?" Michael, I've always been very optimistic about you......"

Michael stiffly hung up the phone from his superiors, not thinking about the possible consequences of doing so.

"Sir, sir?"

Kayla, who had already brought Mr. Thomas and the dealer to her, called Michael with questions, and forced Michael out of her own world.

"Uh-oh, okay. Thank you very much. ”

Michael came back to his senses, looked at his subordinate with some embarrassment, and regained his serious expression.

"I'm from the FBI, and I need to ask you a few questions, so please cooperate with my work. ”

After seeing the documents in Michael's hand, both Mr. Thomas and the dealer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then nodded frantically.

It's okay, it's okay, as long as it's not targeted by the black state...... Although I don't know what the FBI is looking for me, it is always an investigation and inquiry, and it will not take people's lives for no reason.

"Sir, you say, you say......"

"You open the lounge to redeem chips?"

Michael glanced at the chip box they were holding in their hands and the payment slip waiting for Jonathan to sign, his eyes full of inquiry.

"Yes. ”

The dealer nodded.

"And whose chips are you holding, and who loses the most in the room?" asked Michael.

"It's Mr. Jonathan, sir. That Huaxia kid has won twelve in a row, and Mr. Jonathan has lost badly. ”

After hearing such a news, Michael couldn't help frowning, and he didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Bai Hao's gourd.

Could it be that they were really playing cards in the room? Could it be that Bai Hao and Jonathan were playing cards for any purpose?

Or is this Bai Hao probing Jonathan?

It can't be that after the headquarters was blown up, the Special Operations Department ran out of money to build it, so it came here to get funds!

Also, is Bai Hao, who received an education under Mandarin, really so good at playing cards?

Win 12 in a row...... Although Jonathan's poker skills are not considered masters, they are already very powerful compared to ordinary gamblers. Could it be that this Chinese kid is even more powerful?

Michael's heart was filled with doubt.

"What about the rest? What's going on in the room? I need you to explain it to me!"

Although he was very confused, Michael still said seriously, took two glasses of wine from the bar and handed them to the two insiders in front of him, who were still a little nervous.

"Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly. If someone in the room asks you why you've been delaying for so long, tell them that there was a problem with the internet just now. Someone will testify for you. ”

Michael said this, quietly giving Kayla a look.