Chapter 872: Carlos and Omar

After the falcon flew up, it spread a pair of sharp claws and rushed straight towards Qian Weihao.

"Nest grass!"

Qian Weihao exclaimed in surprise, and broke out in a cold sweat.

He was about to dodge when the falcon swept over his head at lightning speed, swooping down on the crystal box behind him.

It turned out that the target of the falcon was not Qian Weihao, but the head of He Feng placed behind Qian Weihao.

For birds of prey like falcons, carrion is their favorite food.

As soon as the falcon flew more than a meter away, it was grabbed by the gold chain tied around its neck and failed to fly close to the crystal box.

"Baby, don't mess around!"

Abdul shouted at him.

However, the falcon did not give up, and still vibrated its wings vigorously in the air, constantly making a piercing whistling sound at He Feng's head.

At this time, an old man in a black robe who had been standing silently behind Abdul suddenly raised a withered black and thin hand and grabbed the falcon in the air.

The falcon suddenly stopped screaming.

Immediately after, the falcon seemed to be grabbed by a large, invisible hand, and was pulled back to Abdul's bronze armguard.

"Dracula, please be gentle, don't hurt my baby!"

Abdul exclaimed anxiously.

The black-robed old man let go of his hand and retracted his hand back into the wide black robe.

The falcon was obviously frightened, and several feathers on its wings had fallen off. It became much more honest, and obediently crouched on Abdul's armguard, not daring to move again.

Abdul took a closer look at the falcon's body and found that it was not injured, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Qian Dong, what did you do, why did you put the dead man's head at the door of the casino? Do you know that my baby likes to eat the eyes of the dead the most!"

Abdul complained.

"Ahem, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not surprised, we are also here to take the order of the competition seriously, to set an example!"

Qian Weihao said with a dry smile.

After a quick explanation to Abdul, he turned around and bowed slightly to the black-robed old man standing behind Abdul.

"Dracula, I didn't see you here just now, and I forgot to say hello to you, I really didn't entertain you!"

Qian Weihao said politely.

The black-robed old man, known as Master Dracula, just nodded slightly, which was considered to be a response to Qian Weihao.

"Qian Weihao, if you want me to say, you quickly get that dead man's head away and put it here, is it bad luck?"

Abdul frowned and complained.

Qian Weihao snorted, and did not continue to talk with Abdul on this topic, but enthusiastically welcomed Abdul and his party into the casino.

After he sent Abdul and his party into the casino, he quickly handed over to the other staff to continue the reception, and he took Tian Wanjin and Mark back to the door of the casino and waited to welcome other distinguished guests.

Tian Wanjin saw that there were no new guests coming, so he leaned over to Qian Weihao and muttered in a low voice,

"Qian Dong, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not a good sign for bringing Master Dracula to the finals!"

"What are you afraid of? We have the Nether Venerable's backing, and we will be afraid of that Dracula?"

Qian Weihao said indifferently.

They were talking in a low voice, and a large group of people approached them.

The first person is a middle-aged man in his forties. He wasn't too tall, but he was very strong, with a lot of flesh and tendons, and he was holding up his expensive blue striped suit. His skin is dark brown and typical of South American mestizo. He had short black curly hair, an angular face, two very thick black eyebrows, and a large hooked nose.

He held a thick cigar in his right hand and a scantily clad bewitching Asian woman in his arms.

As soon as Qian Weihao saw this person, he greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Welcome, Mr. Carlos, you're so early!"

Qian Weihao took the initiative to extend his hand to this person.

The man continued to hold the bewitching woman with his left hand, put the thick cigar smoke in his right hand to his mouth, freed his right hand, and shook Qian Weihao hard.

"Qian Dong, I heard that the drug dealer on your island has stopped doing it recently?"

Carlos Road.

"That's the thing!"

Qian Weihao nodded.

Qian Weihao knew that the person Carlos was referring to was Fan Tong.

Fan Tong used to be the biggest drug lord in Southeast Asia, but after following Ye Hao, he stopped all his drug trafficking business in Ao Island and Southeast Asia according to Ye Hao's instructions.

"I'm going to eat that territory, are you okay?"

Carlos laughed roughly.

"As long as I can have a share of the income, I welcome anyone to come!, but I heard that Boss Fan has been mixed up with Ye Dong recently, but I don't know if Ye Dong is happy or not!"

Qian Weihao said with a smile.

"Ye Dong, which Ye Dong?"

Carlos Road.

"It's the Ye Dong who won the crazy three yesterday! In the past two days, Boss Fan has been following Ye Dong, haven't you noticed?"

Qian Weihao said.

"Grass, I really didn't pay attention. It turns out that what you said is the Ye Dong who is quite capable of pretending! Hahaha, it seems that I came to participate in the Gambling King Contest this time, and I really came to the right place!"

Carlos let out a wild laugh.

"You will be able to meet Ye Dong in a while! If there is anything, you can talk to him face to face!"

Qian Weihao said ill-willedly.

"Hehe, I'll have a good chat with him!"

Carlos smirked.

When Qian Weihao accompanied Carlos past He Feng's head, Carlos turned a blind eye to the terrifying head and didn't take it seriously at all.

For this murderous South American drug lord, dead heads are already commonplace, and they can't arouse the slightest interest in him at all.

Just as Qian Weihao accompanied Carlos to the casino, another group of guests came to the door of the casino.

This is a group of black people who are very dressed in very special clothes.

The first black man was slightly chubby and dark-skinned, but he wore a gorgeous and expensive white suit and a white silk bow tie. The leather shoes he wears are also made of very rare white crocodile leather.

He was followed by a group of black men in grass-green military uniforms, all of whom were military at first glance, all of them were of average height, and their bodies were all very burly and strong. On his right-hand side, he was followed by an old black man dressed in traditional African clothing. The old black man had many holes in his nose, lips, and ears, and wore a lot of gold rings of pure gold into it.

Mark remained at the door of the casino to receive the guests, and when he saw the black man in the white suit coming, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Hello, General Omar, and welcome!"

Mark respectfully extended his hand to Omar.

Omar didn't shake Mark's hand, but squinted his eyes and glanced at him with displeasure.

"Why didn't he come to greet me?"

Omar said coldly.

"Mr. Carlos came just now, and our Qian Dong is sending him in, I really can't pull away, please forgive me!"

Mark explained respectfully.

Omar snorted coldly and stopped talking.

He didn't rush into the casino, but stopped in front of He Feng's head and admired it with interest.

At this moment, Qian Weihao came out after sending Carlos.

"Oh, General Omar, you've arrived? Welcome, welcome!"

Qian Weihao stepped forward to greet him warmly.

Omar's gaze was still staring at He Feng's head.

After a few seconds, Omar said,

"Qian Dong, the fear in the eyes of this human head is very vivid and full, I like it very much. When you're done, can you give me this head? I want to include it in my personal museum of heads. ”

"No problem! As soon as the contest is over, I'll have someone pack it up and hand it to you personally!"

Qian Weihao said with a smile.

"You should quickly soak it in formalin solution, and then put it in the freezer to keep it fresh at low temperature, such a good head, I don't want it to rot!"

Omar said again.

"Don't worry! I'll keep this head for you! Your Excellency General, the final is about to begin, I'd better accompany you in first, right?"

Qian Weihao said.

"Remember, be sure to keep this human head and don't let it rot!"

Omar said one more thing, and then walked towards the casino.

(End of chapter)