Chapter 9: Gambling

It's already a slum, and not only are there no video cameras along the way, but there are not even a few pedestrians.

The place chosen by the other party is good, and the time is just right for killing people.

Ironically, this erased Gu Qingshan's worries.

In the distance, a shrill siren sounded.

Gu Qingshan looked up and saw a small police shuttle coming quickly from the sky.

There was no one around, no one could call the police, and the time when the police came was so coincidental that it seemed to have been arranged a long time ago.

According to the normal development of events, he was stabbed to death on the spot, and then the police came down to collect the body, picked up the dagger and made a record of the scene, and then did it hastily.

When Su Xue'er learned the news and sent someone to check, she would only see nothing.

Tomorrow, naturally, some people will go to surrender themselves, on the grounds that they have drunk too much and caused a conflict, and they have been too heavy for a while.

Everyone is dead, what else can Su Xue'er do?

That's the end of it.

Gu Qingshan glanced coldly at the small police shuttle, grabbed the only young man on the ground who was still alive, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Casino.

Nie Yun glanced at the cards in his hand and said, "Deal the cards, I'll continue to follow." ”

The female dealer couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath, and dealt the cards to the two players.

"Nie Shao, you don't have to play so big." The man with the big back in sunglasses on the opposite side said.

Behind the man in sunglasses, a slender figure hid behind the chair, not even daring to show his head.

Nie Yun didn't care and said: "It's just 20 million, you can't afford to play and you can fold." ”

"20 million is nothing, but if you want the red card chick in my hand, I can't bear it." The man in sunglasses said.

"I don't want her people, I just want her life." Nie Yundao.

Feeling the slight tremor of the slender figure, the man in sunglasses smiled bitterly: "I don't sell my body with this red card, you let her go, I'll give you two more best, how about it." ”

Nie Yun said: "If this woman dares to splash my face with wine, I will let her use her life to understand some truths." ”

A middle-aged man wearing a black bow tie and a white shirt walked in and whispered a few words in Nie Yun's ear.

Nie Yun slapped the other party and shouted, "Didn't you say it's okay? ”

The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, young master, please give me an hour, and I will solve the problem myself." ”

Nie Yun said: "Give you half an hour, if you can't complete the task, I will suggest to the family to take back your big offering treatment." ”

The middle-aged man paused, turned and strode away.

"What's the matter, Nie Shao, if there's anything to worry about, it's better to let me solve it." The man with sunglasses on the big back said.

Nie Yun snorted and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

The man in sunglasses spread his hands, "It's very simple, I'll solve a problem for you, and you let go of my red card." ”

Nie Yun thought about it, and suddenly smiled: "It's better for us to have a more exciting one." ”

The man in sunglasses secretly complained, but said happily on his face: "Nie Shao, please speak." ”

Ordinary gentlemen, men in sunglasses don't need to give face at all, but Nie Yun is the largest family nobleman in the three-point boundary of Changning County, except for the Su family.

The man in sunglasses has been mixing black and white for many years, and he knows that if he wants to do something in this land, he must not offend the young man in front of him.

Nie Yun fiddled with his communication light brain and projected the image on the snow-white wall.

Nie Yun said: "This is my subordinate, I just ordered him to turn on the real-time projection, and we can see that he is moving quickly. ”

The man in sunglasses nodded and said, "That's right." ”

Nie Yun said: "He will kill someone, and we will bet on how many tricks he uses to kill the other party." ”

The man in sunglasses hesitated: "Who is the other party?" ”

"A poor student — by the way, I'll take a gamble." Nie Yun said, and commanded into the communicator.

The man in sunglasses smiled bitterly: "Your subordinate is a martial arts master, even if you kill a martial artist below five stars, you only need one move." ”

When a martial artist reaches the level of a nine-star, he has a chance to impact the realm of the grandmaster.

Once you reach the realm of the grandmaster, you have completely bid farewell to the realm of mortals, and even the army can't deal with such an existence, unless you send out a group of battle mechs, it is possible to win the other party.

The martial arts master has the same status as the nobles, and everyone respects and looks up to the world.

"If you bet or not, if you don't bet, I'll turn my face, don't blame me for not giving face." Nie Yun said impatiently.

"Okay," the man in sunglasses took a deep breath, "then I can only bet that he can't kill that poor boy with one move." ”

"That's right, if you win, I'll let you go with that red card." Nie Yun said with a smug look on his face.

"What if I lost?"

Nie Yun said: "One hundred million, plus your red-carded corpse." ”

The man in sunglasses had a twitch on his face, and he was about to excuse himself, but he heard a voice from behind him: "Bet with him." ”

The man in sunglasses lowered his voice and said, "What if you lose." ”

The slender figure stopped trembling and said softly: "If you lose, kill all the people of the Nie family, and then strip him clean and roast him with flames for three days." ”

The man in sunglasses felt a chill in his heart, knowing that this person was not going to endure it.

He looked at the arrogant and domineering Nie Yun opposite, and sighed secretly, "Okay, I'm betting." ”

Nie Yun snapped his fingers, picked up his wine glass with a smile and said, "Very good, let's quietly watch the fierce tiger hunt - watching the martial arts master kill people is also a kind of enjoyment." ”

On the other side, the martial arts master who was ordered to kill was moving rapidly.

It was late at night, and the dim lights of the road kept receding past him, and the whole city was falling into a deep sleep, but his movements were light and nimble, and he did not make a single sound, nor disturb anyone's sleep.

He is the great worship of the Nie family, fierce and cruel temperament, has always been a shot will die, in his early years he had a great reputation, was called "fierce tiger" by the martial arts world.

The poor boy lived in a building in the slums, on the 22nd floor, the third room from the left.

The fierce tiger is very clear about his mission.

Open the door, rush in, kill each other, it's as simple as that.

But he will never be careless, after all, the group of people arranged in front of him have all lost news, cannot be contacted, and cannot find a location.

There's something strange about it.

Just as he was thinking about it, the communicator suddenly rang.

"Fierce tiger, people are in my hands."

The fierce tiger was a little surprised, and replied, "Didn't you let you kill him directly?" ”

"No, no, no, I think the price should be mentioned again."

Damn, that's how it was, the fierce tiger scolded secretly.

These garbage in the underground world dare to temporarily increase their prices, isn't my reputation as a fierce tiger enough to deter them?

The fierce tiger laughed fiercely, trying to make his tone appear calm, "The price can naturally be discussed, where are you?" ”

"I'll wait for you where that kid lives, I'm sure you know the place."

The communicator hung up.

The fierce tiger shouted angrily and blew up the billboard on the side of the road with a punch.

Dare to raise the price with me, wait, my reputation as a fierce tiger is not in vain.

He quickened his movements, and his whole body was like a gray meteor streaked across the night sky.

Five minutes later, the tiger was standing on the 22nd floor of the building, identifying the number of the house and kicking open the security door.