Chapter 300: Shooting

"This old man is the boss of Paris!"

"Yes, he's Phelps!"

"Hey, he seems to know this man!"

"Yes, Phelps called him Mr. Lee. ”

"Damn, did you hear that?"

"I heard Phelps say that this young Asian is the richest man in the world!"

"$145 billion, when did the richest man in the world become Asian?"

"I know this, just a while ago, there was a lot of noise!"

"Oh my god! it's scary, so much money!"

The middle-aged white man before also heard what Phelps said, and instantly felt embarrassed! Before, he looked down on the other party and only exchanged 100 US dollars for chips at the casino, but he didn't expect to make 400 million US dollars with 100 US dollars in an instant! Then I learned from the owner of this hotel and casino that the young Asian man he was satirizing before was actually the richest man in the world, worth hundreds of billions of dollars.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to themselves, they slipped into the crowd.

Ignoring how surprised the crowd was, no matter how stupid Li Zhuo was, he knew that the reason why Phelps said his identity so openly was to tell himself in disguise that he should not reduce his worth with his own identity, especially when he respected himself so much.

His purpose was originally to find trouble, and winning some pocket money was just a matter of the way, and this was not his way to find trouble.

Phelps, "Mr. Li, I've already asked someone to arrange a dinner party, and please move and enjoy your face!"

Li Zhuo nodded and looked at Jennifer, "Let's go, it's time to eat!"

Jennifer followed Li Zhuo and walked out with Phelps and a few of his bodyguards, "Li Zhuo, you have won so much, what do you think his purpose is?"

Li Zhuo, "Didn't you see it? He wants to invite me to dinner!"

Jennifer rolled her eyes, knowing that Li Zhuo was pretending to be stupid, so she stopped asking.

......

On the dinner table

Phelps praised: "Mr. Lee, your girlfriend is so beautiful!"

Li Zhuo shook his head, "She's not as simple as my female companion, she's my security advisor in the United States!"

Phelps was surprised, "I wonder who this beautiful young lady is?"

Jennifer, "Hello, Mr. Phelps, my name is Jennifer, I used to work for the Security Service, and now I am Mr. Lee's personal advisor!"

Phelps was surprised, "I didn't expect Miss Jennifer to actually work in the Security Bureau, but I was blindsided!"

Li Zhuo smiled: "Mr. Phelps, you have won so much money this time, I guess your heart is bleeding now!"

Phelps laughed, "Spending 400 million to get to know Mr. Li is worth the money!"

Li Zhuo had a good impression of this old man, whether it was true or false, the other party's free and easy performance was something he appreciated.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Li Zhuo's knowledge reserve amazed Phelps and Jennifer present!

No matter what topic Li Zhuo is talking about, he can come as soon as he opens his mouth, and he doesn't just say anything, massive data and scientific analysis let the two of them know that Li Zhuo really has in-depth research on the topic they are talking about, but Li Zhuo's age is too young, how can he have the time and energy to absorb and master such a broad field.

The new richest man in the world is not in vain, and it is not just a matter of luck.

Phelps came to such a conclusion.

......

"Mr. Li really doesn't want to stay overnight!? I have already arranged the most luxurious presidential suite for you!"

After eating, Li Zhuo said goodbye to Phelps, and Phelps tried his best to keep him, but Li Zhuo still refused.

Until he walked to the door of the hotel, Phelps still wanted to invite Li Zhuo to stay.

Li Zhuo shook his head, "I heard that there is an open-air music festival today, I want to go over and have a look!"

Phelps nodded, "Yes, it's next to the Mandalay Bay Hotel not far away, it should just start now, since Mr. Li is so interested, then I won't keep it, if there is a chance in the future, we can cooperate, I will arrange a car for you now!"

Li Zhuo, "Okay, then trouble Mr. Phelps!"

Soon, a Rolls-Royce drove in front of several people, and Li Zhuo and Jennifer got into the car and said goodbye to Phelps, and the car drove away.

Open-air music festivals are a long-standing culture in the United States.

These rock festivals are held several times a year in different parts of the United States.

Every year during the hot summer months, colorful minivans fill the streets of Las Vegas, and people walk into the venue with heavy luggage and set up tents on the ground — camping, Indian, yurts, treehouses and more — for the next four or five days.

If it's hot and humid, take off your upper clothes, even if you're naked, and no one will make a fuss about it, because there are so many bizarre costumes in the venue.

This group of modern musical nomads are quizzling with each other in tent design, clothing and transportation, some of them adorn fluorescent light tubes on leather jackets and dress up as futuristic people with a sense of technology, policemen, bikers and ancient samurai pass you left and right, and look up not far ahead, two fairy dwarfs are just emerging from the mobile toilet.

This is not only a concert, not only for the performers on stage, but also a huge collective creation of interaction between the two sides on and off the stage. In addition to the well-known orchestras performing on the large stage surrounded by tens of thousands of spectators, there are also countless small stages in the vicinity, where countless unnamed orchestras of different styles perform celebratory folk music and invite passers-by to join in the dance. It's not necessarily about or around music, but also about action theatre, protest movements, cosplay, puppet theatre, magic tricks and other performing arts.

In every tent, around every corner, someone sat on the floor with a guitar and saxophone, improvised a beautiful melody with strangers who had never known each other. As long as you have a novel idea and enough action, you can create yourself into an experimental theater of activities through painting and cosplay, showing a short story to everyone who passes by, where you are no longer a passive recipient of culture, you can only dance to the voice of others, but also take the initiative to actively speak.

Over the course of two days, the 1,500 fans in attendance swelled dramatically to 12,000 the following year, and organizers began selling a handful of tickets and erecting the iconic golden tower-shaped stage.

By the time Li Zhuo and Jennifer arrived, they were already crowded.

Obviously, as a native of the United States, Jennifer is much more interested in this music festival than Li Zhuo.

It took a long time for the two of them to squeeze into the middle position.

It didn't take long for it to begin!

The deafening sense of rhythm immediately set the mood of everyone present, and everyone cheered and began to sway to the music.

The contagion was so strong that Li Zhuo subconsciously swayed with it.

Jennifer has long lost her usual temperament, and like the people around her, she writhed wildly, with a beautiful figure and a delicate face, she was very charming.

The music is one after another, the atmosphere is getting more and more intense, everyone is releasing the wildness in their hearts, this is the power of music, this power is universal, even if you don't understand the language, but as long as the rhythm is driven, everyone can find common ground.

Li Zhuo felt as if he was like the cultivation of entering the WTO, experiencing the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of ordinary people, getting closer to human nature, and understanding nature.

Li Zhuo's mood is now clearer.

That's at this time!

A sense of danger came out of Li Zhuo's heart, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, ready to bite himself at any time.

Here it comes!!!

Li Zhuo lunged at Jennifer with lightning and threw her to the ground.

Like the sound of firecrackers, it is not harsh in this earth-shattering environment, if you don't listen carefully, you can't even hear it, but Li Zhuo heard it clearly, and when he looked back, he saw that the young yellow-haired man who was standing in front of him had fallen to the ground, and his back was full of blood.

Gunshot!!!

Li Zhuo reacted instantly, someone assassinated him.

......

On a balcony on the 32nd floor of the Mandalay Bay Hotel.

Stephen saw from the scope of the sniper rifle that the target he shot was not dead, but dodged his own bullet, and looked very surprised and surprised, to know that he was a sharpshooter in the special forces, and he could almost do no bullets, but under such favorable conditions, the other party was able to dodge his own shot, which was incredible!

Immediately, he said to the walkie-talkie: "Mission failed! The success rate of blocking again is 10%. ”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the intercom, and then he said in a deep voice: "Carry out the killing plan!"

Stephen's body shook slightly, "Understood, head, take care of my wife and son for me!"

"Don't worry!"