"Miss Leng......"

"Miss Leng. ”

Every staff member in the casino will take the initiative to greet Leng Bingxin after seeing it.

Every once in a while, Leng Bingxin would come to the casino to check the accounts. Then go to the underground boxing ring to see your men.

Where there is a class, there is an upper class and a lower class.

In the branch, the minister is naturally the biggest manager, but he only manages a team leader like Leng Bingxin. Above the minister, there is naturally the command of the insiders.

And what Leng Bingxin usually has to do is to check the accounts and see if his subordinates are making trouble or something.

"Beat him, beat him, beat him......"

In the underground free fighting ring, two fighters are fighting fiercely.

One of them is Leng Bingxin's subordinates.

What is very unfortunate is that in this game, this subordinate is at a disadvantage. I don't know how many punches I have received on my body, and I am still resisting stubbornly.

'Bang. ’

The opponent punched the temple right in the face, and the man fell in the ring.

Cheers resounded throughout the stands. Because, someone fell, they smelled blood, and even, felt that death had befallen that fighter.

"Miss Leng, the eleventh is dead. ”

"Got it, let someone else fight in the next game, we're not involved. ”

"Good. ”

Another one died.

Leng Bingxin's expression did not have any waves, perhaps, she was as cold-blooded and ruthless as her name. These lapses of life have long been commonplace for her.

If she hadn't worked hard back then, or, like these people, would have died like a stray dog.

However, she didn't continue to let her subordinates continue to compete in the next game, in fact, she was using her only rights to protect them.

After all, this boxing match has to be fought to make money. Normally, some rich men are looking for a good fighter out there and bring them to the ring. Win a game with more than $200,000 in prizes. This is the price of a newcomer, and if you can survive in this circle long enough and play a very good record, then, your value will get higher and higher.

It's just that under Leng Bingxin's hands, there is no such capable person.

The other is the ability of the person, Leng Bingxin is not that he has not used the ability to go to the ring, the funny thing is that the average ability person, the skill attack can not immediately kill people, but in such a small space in the ring, if the opponent punches him, then he will definitely not be able to get up. In this way, the gains outweigh the losses by bringing the supernatural to power.

"Miss Leng, Miss Leng......"

"Do what?"

Before he walked out of the scene of the underground fight, Leng Bingxin was stopped. The one who stopped her was his own men.

"Miss Leng, we people can't hold it anymore, and the ring is not something we can fight at all. Please, let's go do something else. ”

"What? Open the door to do business, if you don't fight, do you want me to do it?"

This is also where Leng Bingxin is helpless, her subordinates are only a group of people, although they have applied to the Xiaoyaomen headquarters for additional manpower, but it is one thing whether the application is successful or not.

This underground free-for-all competition is sure to continue, and a night's flow is not a small amount.

"But, Miss Leng, that's a ...... that will kill people."

"If you win, kill the other party, then you don't have to die?"

"This ......"

The strength is here, even if you are lucky enough to win one or two games, what about the third and fourth games?

"I'll give you a favor, win a game, and rest for a week...... Also, I'll be out looking for fighters to come back. Is that okay?"

"Miss Leng, look, can you ......?"

"That's enough, I've been doing my best for you, if I can find a fighter so easily, I don't want you to be on it, but don't forget your own identity......"

Dropping this sentence, Leng Bingxin left without looking back.

In fact, these so-called subordinates dared to come over to bargain, and it was also because Leng Bing was not ruthless enough.

Why? Because how can people in other places dare to talk to their bosses like this? And Leng Bingxin did climb up from the bottom step by step, she understood these people's desire to live. However, she is not a savior, so she can't control so much.

Another one died, and Hussein's arrival made Leng Bingxin's mood very uncomfortable.

Hussein lived in this building to avoid seeing him. After hurriedly handling his business, Leng Bingxin left this entertainment venue.

Bar.

It's this bar again.

A place where every upset will come. I don't know if the Chinese man I met here last night will still appear.

"Two whiskey ......"

"Two glasses?"

"Oh, a ......"

His mind was in a trance, as if he hoped that the guy would show up, have another drink with him, and then make small talk.

The feeling of speaking Mandarin is good.

"Miss, your whiskey. ”

The waiter put the whiskey on the table, and Leng Bingxin was about to reach for it...... Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind him and took the beer from the table.

When he raised his head, he immediately drank it in large gulps.

"Wow, I'm dying of thirst. Oops sorry, waiter, two more drinks...... I'm in for a treat!"

He's here, and he's still sweating profusely.

"Today, how can you be rich?" Leng Bingxin did not feel annoyed that his wine was drunk by the other party, but let him sit opposite.

"Tell you, just on the street, a ghost ......"

"Ghosts?"

"It's the kind of black man, black, who laughs at night and only sees his teeth......"

"Poof, you metaphor...... So, what's wrong with the ghosts?"

"He modeled a girl's ass on the street......"

"What does that have to do with your money?"

"Listen to me, you know, I know how to look, and when I look at it, that ghost guy is going to go bankrupt. After the girl found out that she had been rubbed with oil, she naturally argued with the ghost. A lot of people have gone up to help, and as one of the top ten outstanding young people in China, I naturally pulled out my sword to help when I saw injustices on the road. I don't know what's going on, a group of people push around, and the ghost's wallet somehow ran into my arms. No, that ghost guy looks fat and fat, and he ran so fast, chasing me for three streets, before I got rid of him. ”

"Poof, hehehehe......"

Who would believe such an excuse? What does it look like, I know that the ghost guy is ruined. Obviously, this guy in front of him took the opportunity to steal someone else's wallet in their push.

"Hmm, what are you watching me do?" suddenly found that the guy on the other side didn't speak, but stared at himself, and Leng Bingxin couldn't help but ask lightly.

"The way you smile is very good. I don't want to bother for a while, so I look at it for a while......"

"Flim Flam ......"

(End of chapter)