In the comfort nest, the number of gambling stalls and card houses is definitely not inferior to all kinds of health massage parlors.

From gambling stalls to card houses, and even roadside alleys, a few random people gather in a circle, and that is a miniature gambling house.

The most important thing here is to gamble money, the only thing missing is money, here is not only a paradise for gambling dogs, but also a hell for gambling dogs.

As long as you have money, you can experience a variety of ingenious gambling methods here, from the familiar to the unheard of.

Of course, at the same time, it is also possible to experience all kinds of deception, and if you are not careful, you may go bankrupt.

At night, the "night owls" who come out of the night finally get up, and the whole comfort nest is completely lively, compared with the quiet daytime, it is a little more noisy and noisy.

For the vast majority of people here, the nightlife is just beginning......

A small card hall in the depths of the alley, at this time is the most lively time, and the noise of scolding and shuffling is endless.

This hall is located on the first floor of the roadside, less than 20 square meters, with only one exit from the main entrance.

In such a small place, dozens of people of all kinds are crowded, and there are eight tables, mahjong, poker, dice, and pai gow.

The air was filled with smoke and people, and the few wall fans were completely unable to dispel the heat in the air, and the frenzied gamblers were sweating and staring at the tables with feverish eyes.

The only exit was a large gate, the roller shutter door was completely pushed to the top, and every now and then a hot, breathless gambler would run outside to blow the wind.

It's quiet and dim outside, but it's hot and noisy inside, like two worlds.

Figures of all kinds came in and out of the gate, and it was simply impossible to attract the attention of the many gamblers, who had all their energy on the table.

Therefore, when a man wearing an Ultraman mask and unable to see his face clearly walked in, they didn't react much, at most they looked at it one or two more times.

Until the man took out a black slimy thing from the black backpack he was carrying with him and aimed it at the person next to him.

"Bang!"

With a terrifying loud noise, the man next to him fell to the ground, his hands covering his lower abdomen, and scarlet blood continued to spill from his fingertips.

The man looked at the wound, his face full of horror, his eyes widened, and he kept scolding: "Fuck, fuck, fuck......"

At this moment, the crowded card hall was completely silent, and everyone was silent, staring blankly at the guy wearing an Ultraman mask and holding a black pistol.

The man stood in the doorway, like a wall, cutting off all attempts to get in and out.

Immediately after, he threw the empty black backpack he was carrying into the crowd: "Put all your money into this bag!"

His voice was muddy and hoarse, and the indifference and murderous intent revealed in it made people shudder.

The commanding tone gives people a sense that they can't be refused.

Obviously, as long as someone dares to refuse, he can directly blow the guy's head, and the person next to him is an example.

Some people are scared......

But some people are angry, because for some gamblers, money is just as important as life!

Therefore, a bald middle-aged man on the right side who was closer to the door turned his heart sideways and actually rushed towards the masked man with his steps!

"Bang!"

There was another deafening gunshot, like the call of death, which made the hearts of everyone in it tremble.

The bald man fell to the ground, his body twitching, and the blood that flowed red the floor.

Some gamblers who were about to move saw this terrifying scene and completely dispelled the idea of resisting, compared to their lives, money is still not so important.

If you die, you have nothing, as long as you live, anything is possible.

"Hurry up!" The masked man's voice was a little impatient, and he pointed a gun at one of the young men in glasses and said, "You help me collect the money!" ”

"Me?" The young man in glasses pointed at himself with some cringe.

“60…… 59…… 58......" The masked man did not answer, raised his gun in both hands, and began to aim, while his mouth began to count down, and there was an almost morbid excitement in his voice.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" The young man with glasses was almost frightened and cried, his mouth kept apologizing, but his hand was unambiguous, he grabbed the money on the table and stuffed it into his backpack frantically.

Under the pressure of death, he loaded money faster than ever before, and was even forced to take money out of other people's pockets.

The gamblers who were robbed clenched their fists and full of anger, but they did not dare to resist, if there was a chance, they would definitely kill this masked man.

“40…… 39…… 38……”

The masked man's countdown did not mean to stop in the slightest, but became more and more cheerful.

At this moment, a figure behind him, holding a brick, quietly approached.

Everyone in the card hall saw this scene and couldn't help but widen their eyes, as if they saw the light of hope.

However, at this time, everyone had an unexpected tacit understanding, pretending not to see anything, and only dared to silently urge and pray in the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing the figure behind the masked man getting closer and closer, he would soon be able to put a brick on the back of this guy's head.

But the masked man seemed to have eyes on his back, and suddenly shot him in the back, and the man behind him fell to the ground.

He didn't even look back, looked at everyone quietly, and raised the gun in his hand: "I only have four bullets left, who else wants to try?"

Everyone was silent, four bullets, it takes four lives to fill, how many people are here?

The other party's shot just now completely cut off their last hope, and no one had the idea of resisting anymore, silently cooperating with the eyed man to hand over the money.

A minute later, the masked man suddenly said, "Enough! Bring the bag! ”

The young man with glasses was stunned for a moment, and now he has only looted half of the people, with the ferocity of this robber, how kind can he be?

Although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to refuse, so he came to the masked man and carefully presented his backpack.

The masked man took the backpack, aimed his gun at everyone, took a few steps back, came to the door, and ordered the young man in glasses: "Close the door!"

The young man with glasses didn't dare to hesitate at all, picked up a pole next to him, hooked the roller shutter down, and pulled it to the end very honestly.

In this way, this murderous bandit completely disappeared in front of everyone, and all the gamblers in the house broke out in a cold sweat, were silent for a while, and when they came back to their senses, they immediately boiled again.

He who counts money counts money, and he who scolds scolds,

A few bold guys immediately stepped forward and pulled the roller shutter open, and the guy outside had completely disappeared.

In the dimly lit alley, only the hapless man who could have been a hero lay on the ground, wailing in pain.