Chapter 683: I'm Bad Luck, But I Can Be Hypnotized!

"The data has reached the target?"

"It's been delivered. But Jason, why is it a blonde woman with blue eyes who came to get the news? Are you sure that's our Huaxia operative?"

In the blocked bathroom, a brown-haired half-breed was asking his superiors in frustration.

"Don't say what you shouldn't say, don't ask what you shouldn't ask! You go and watch their movements, but be careful, there are other forces watching them. ”

The waiter, who was also blocking the bathroom with a cigarette in his mouth, whispered to the bright brown-haired young man, and suddenly thought of an important question.

"By the way, you weren't developed when you just stored the message, right?"

"Rest assured, absolutely not. ”

The bright-brown-haired mixed-race young man said confidently, and then took the last puff of the cigarette very cherishingly, so that the cigarette in his hand quickly burned to the butt of the cigarette, and he was reluctant to throw away the cigarette butt.

"You can rest assured that I will do my job. But this time the cost of the operation ......"

The black-haired young man folded his hands and looked at his superior, apparently waiting for the reward he had just completed the task.

"I really don't understand how our special department came up with such a guy like you...... Here's your money. God forbid you don't lose all this money in three days! If you let me know you're going to get drugs again, you won't want to get any more jobs!"

The middle-aged man dressed as a waiter solemnly warned, took out a small roll of green banknotes from his pocket and handed it to the young man.

The brown-haired ones saw the bills handed over, and their eyes lit up.

After hurriedly taking over a roll of banknotes, he hurriedly opened it and counted it. Later, after getting paid today, he looked at the uncle who had helped him a lot.

"Isn't there an old saying in Huaxia, called the father inherits the son's business......"

The middle-aged waiter couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing someone's words. Just gave up and explained to the other party that the idiom is "the son inherits the father's business" rather than "the father inherits the son's business".

Then I sighed in my heart why my old comrade-in-arms who had saved his life gave birth to such a thing......

After the brown-haired young man thanked him and hurriedly took the banknote he had just arrived to block the venue, the middle-aged waiter tidied up his outfit in front of the mirror, and then picked up the empty wine tray and prepared to leave the bathroom.

It's just that what he didn't expect at all was that as soon as he walked out of the door of the bathroom, he saw the oncoming mission target and the real operator of this revenge operation: the boy named Bai Hao.

The man stood as calm as he could, bowing slightly to make way for the two. After Bai Hao and Blue Blade passed by, they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, when they saw the blonde-haired and blue-eyed beauty turn her head and wink at him, and the whole person suddenly froze.

Damn, it's foolproof that it won't be discovered?

The middle-aged man dressed as a waiter felt a little flustered inexplicably. At this moment, he has only one thought in his heart: to report the mistake he just made!

No matter where things went wrong, in order for the revenge plan to be carried out smoothly, you should report it immediately and look for a remedy!

Just when the waiter was hurriedly about to return to the back kitchen of the blockage, looking for an opportunity to pass on the news of his identity being exposed, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hey, look at what! Get out of the way!"

A sturdy-looking bodyguard shoved the middle-aged waiter aside, clearing a wide passage for his young employer.

"Don't be so rude, Gavin. If you want to go on like this, you're going to have to attract the eyes of the whole song. Didn't you say you wanted to keep a low profile?"

The middle-aged waiter who was pushed into the corner leaned slightly sideways after hearing the young voice, and the bodyguard looked in the direction of the man who spoke, and then gasped.

Cal?

Carl Brody Rockefeller?

Hasn't this guy always been haunted by the big jams in the center of Las Vegas? How did he end up here?

No, this unexpected variable must be reported immediately!

The middle-aged waiter's expression darkened, bowed and waited for the big man in front of him to pass by, and hurriedly walked in the direction of the back kitchen.

At this moment, Bai Hao was carrying the box of chips under the leadership of the blue blade, passively familiarizing himself with one gambling device after another for the solo.

"I said, it's almost enough, you've already lost 50,000 yuan......

Bai Hao watched very tangled as the blue blade led him to the roulette table, and pressed Bai Hao to the table with a name that Bai Hao was familiar with gambling.

"Not enough. If you want to find a group of mercenaries in this casino without any suspicion, you must first turn yourself into a person in this environment. ”

The blue blade hugged Bai Hao's neck, although he was very close to Bai Hao, he spoke in a strong old cadre style.

I don't know where I learned it.

Bai Hao was very depressed and dictated Lan Blade's words, and then looked at Lan Blade Don't be coquettish while instructing himself how many chips Jiang had to put into those grids.

"Just like the way you choose to raise, the way you live in different homes can reflect the different personalities of the gambler. If you gamble like you started with, if you look closely, you can immediately see that you are a layman. ”

Blue Blade taught in Bai Hao's ear, and explained to Bai Hao in round after round of "actual combat" how the dealer who blocked the field used to ensure that the blocked dealer made sure that he did not lose money.

For Bai Hao, although the knowledge imparted by Blue Blade was very interesting, it was not his favorite type.

That kind of activity that has to be taken out of his pocket all the time, how can the young master like it?

Seeing that the chips taken out of the box were won by others again and again, Bai Hao only felt inexplicably irritable in his heart.

If only Blue Blade could win money with himself, who could bear to send money all the time?

"You're usually gambling at this level?"

After seeing the chips belonging to himself and Blue Blade once again in the hands of others, Bai Hao couldn't help but sour and stimulated Blue Blade.

"Of course not. ”

Blueblade's lazy voice came. I don't know why Bai Hao seemed to hear a little smile from the other party's voice.

"Actually, my gambling luck is worse than yours. ”

Blue Blade said this, and couldn't help but blink mischievously when he saw Bai Hao's surprised gaze.

"But I can hypnotize the dealer, I don't know how much hypnotism will make gambling less fun......"

It's a show-off, right?

It's definitely a show-off, right?

Bai Hao listened to what Blue Blade said, and suddenly had the urge to throw Blue Blade out.