The casino is a huge machine that works around the clock, never stops, and has no emotion.

Gamblers must fight with this machine without emotion, and always keep a clear head, otherwise they will definitely lose!

Middle-aged men in Europe and the United States and young people in Europe and the United States are obviously not people who are not surprised by victory or defeat and have no intention of staying.

It took a lot of effort for the casino security and staff to quell the fight between the two.

After such a farce, everyone naturally became interested and had no intention of continuing to play.

When the middle-aged man from Europe and the United States stepped out of the VIP room, Yuan Haochen gave Durunik a look, and the two followed out as if nothing had happened.

The middle-aged man from Europe and the United States first came to the VIP member chip exchange office on the sixth floor.

"It seems that he is not going to continue playing today, this is to exchange cash and leave." Durunik whispered from the side.

"That's right, we're almost done, let's go exchange the chips." Yuan Haochen immediately made a decision.

After exchanging the chips, Yuan asked the casino to deposit some of his winnings into his Centurion black gold card, and part of it into cash and put it in his bag.

"How? This is heaven on earth! Durunik seemed to have a good time today, and said in a good mood.

"Keep up!" Yuan Haochen was not interested in discussing this topic with Durunik at this time

Some people say that if you want to experience the glitz, luxury and fashion of the United States, and beautiful women, Las Vegas must be the best choice.

After the middle-aged man from Europe and the United States got out of the casino, he walked through two blocks and came to an alley full of bars.

Without hesitation, he went straight into a bar that was not particularly conspicuous but had a classic style.

On the exterior of the bar, there is an artistic sign made of bush branches, with the name of the bar - The, Sailor's, Return (Return of the sailor) on it.

Yuan Haochen and Durunik cautiously kept a distance from the middle-aged man in Europe and the United States, and then followed in.

Unlike the usual night clubs, there is no smell of cigarettes and alcohol, no flickering lights, no loud music, and no men and women writhing their waists and hips wildly on the dance floor.

The interior of the bar is furnished and decorated in a medieval English style.

The whole bar creates an elegant and comfortable atmosphere, with a strong British symbolic feeling. There is no shadow of a modern bar in the whole space, but there is such a noble and elegant taste.

"I have to say, this old guy has quite good taste!" Durunik looked around at the bar.

The front desk of the bar is located near the entrance, and after ordering a drink, guests can take any seats in the lobby.

The middle-aged man from Europe and the United States casually chatted with the waiter at the bar, and then left the bar with a bottle of German dark beer.

Instead of sitting down in the hall, he turned into a passage on the left and pushed the door into the innermost room of the bar.

Seeing this, Yuan Haochen frowned slightly, and then walked towards the bar.

"MildAle, thank you." Yuan Haochen looked at the wine list and nodded to the usher.

"Baileys, thank you." Durunik asked for a glass of mulled wine.

"Thank you, gentlemen, please wait." The usher bowed to them politely.

After ordering the wine, Yuan Haochen and Durunik came to a place with a better view, and they could see the innermost room by the window.

After a while, the usher brought the wine over.

"Have a nice day, gentlemen."

"Thanks, can you give us a recommendation for the best wine to sell here?" Durunik asked with interest.

"You can try our BarleyWine." The usher smiled and introduced.

"We want three glasses, one of which is to thank you." Hara put down more than enough banknotes in the usher's tray.

"It's an honor, please wait." The usher happily turned and left.

Durunik then ordered a few more glasses of rum and brandy, which were very pure spirits, and Yuan Chen was not used to drinking them.

Nearly an hour passed, and Yuan Haochen and the others did not see the middle-aged man from Europe and the United States come out.

"We can't wait any longer." Yuan Haochen thought in his heart, so he waved to the usher.

"Sir, do you need any help?" The ushers had slowly gotten to know them.

"Excuse me, is the room inside also a place to greet guests?" Yuan Haochen asked, pointing to the end of the passage on the left.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. It was our boss's private room, and only friends he invited were allowed to go in. The usher explained apologetically on his face.

"I see, is the gentleman who went in front of you your boss?" Yuan Haochen continued to ask.

"That's right, that's our boss."

"Can I do me a favor?"

"We'd love to help you."

"Help us ask your boss and see if we're lucky enough to go in and have a drink with him." Yuan Haochen put forward his own request.

"I'm going to ask for you. Please wait. With that, the usher walked towards the end of the aisle on the left.

After about five minutes, the usher came out of the room and came to Yuan Haochen and them again.

"Our boss invites you in."

"Thanks, excuse me, what are we going to call your boss?" Durunik asked.

"You can call him Mr. Nicholas."

After that, Hara and Durunik got up and walked towards the room at the end of the left passage.

When he came to the door, Yuan Haochen knocked politely on the door.

"Please come in." A deep voice came out, and Yuan Haochen could hear that it was indeed the middle-aged man named Nicholas.

Yuan Haochen pushed the door and walked in, his eyes quickly swept over the entire room, the room was not large, and on the left side of the wall was a whole wine cabinet, on which different types of wine were displayed dazzlingly. On the right side of the room is a very sophisticated sofa and wine table.

Nicholas was sitting solemnly behind a large desk against the back wall.

"Hello, Mr. Nicholas"

"I don't care who you are, put your hands up, or I'll blow your heads right away!"

Without waiting for Yuan Haochen to finish speaking, Nicholas suddenly pulled his hand out from under the class table, pointed a black and shiny pistol at Yuan Haochen's head and said loudly.

"My God, don't get me wrong. We have no ill will! Durukik, who was on the side, quickly raised his hand above his head and kept explaining.

Yuan Haochen put his handbag on the ground, and then slowly raised his hand above his head, of course, this was the first time in his life that someone pointed a gun at his head.

He quickly remembered what Instructor Green had said when he first attended the IEA-organized training course.

"When someone puts a gun to your head. Remember! You will do whatever he tells you to do. Hold your horses! At times like these, it's crucial to keep your mind clear. If he wants to kill you, you should already be dead. So, when you are pointed at gunpoint, there is still hope that your life will be saved. “

(To be continued)