MTL - Worlds’ Apocalypse Online-Chapter 9 Gamble

It is already a slum. There are no video monitors along the way, and there are not many pedestrians.

The place chosen by the other party is good, and the time is also suitable for killing people.

Ironically, this in turn erases Gu Qingshan's worries.

In the distance, a shrill alarm sound came.

Gu Qingshan looked up and saw a small police shuttle flying fast from the air.

There is no one around, no one can call the police, the time the police came is so smart, it seems to have been arranged long ago.

In accordance with normal developments, I was stabbed to death on the spot, and then the police came down to collect a corpse, and made a dagger to make a live record, and it was a matter of course.

When Su Xueer got the news, he sent someone to check it out and he couldn't see anything.

Tomorrow, someone naturally went to surrender and surrendered on the grounds that the drink was too much conflict and the time was too heavy.

People are dead, what can Su Xueer do?

This is the end of the matter.

Gu Qingshan glanced coldly at the small police shuttle, grabbing the only young man still alive on the ground, and his body quickly disappeared into the darkness and disappeared.

casino.

Nie Yun glanced at the cards in his hand and said: "Let's play, I will continue."

The female dealer couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath and sent the cards to two players.

"Nie Shao, don't have to play so big." The opposite big man with sunglasses said.

Behind the sunglasses man, a sly figure hides behind the chair and doesn't even dare to show it.

Nie Yun didn't care: "It's just 20 million. You can't afford to fold."

"Two million is nothing, but you still need the red card chick in my hand, this I can't bear it." The sunglasses man said.

"I don't want her people, as long as her life." Nie Yundao.

Feeling the slight trembling of the figure, the sunglasses man smiled and said: "I don't sell this red card. You let her go, I will send you two best, how?"

Nie Yundao: "This woman dares to splash my face, I will let her use her life to understand some truth."

With a black bow tie, a middle-aged man in a white shirt walked in and whispered a few words in Nie Yun’s ear.

Nie Yun fanned the other slap in the face and said: "Is it okay?"

The middle-aged man hangs his head: "I'm sorry, young master, please give me an hour, I will solve the problem personally."

Nie Yundao: "Give you half an hour. If it is not a task, I will advise the family and take back your big offer."

The middle-aged man stopped and turned and strode away.

"What's wrong, Nie Shao, what troubles, let me solve it." Big back sunglasses.

Nie Yun snorted and said, "What do you want to do?"

The sunglasses man spread his hand. "It's very simple. I solve a problem for you. You let me pass my red card."

Nie Yun thought for a moment and suddenly smiled: "It is better for us to come to a more exciting one."

The sunglasses man secretly complained, but he was happy on the face: "Nie Shao please."

The average dude, the sunglasses man does not have to give face, but Nie Yun is the third division of Changning County, in addition to the Su family, the largest family aristocrat.

The sunglasses man has been black and white for a long time. He knows that if he wants to do something on this land, he will never offend the big and small.

Nie Yun played with his own communication brain and projected the image on a white wall.

Nie Yundao: "This is my men, I just told him to open the real-time projection, we can see that he is moving fast."

The sunglasses man nodded: "Yes."

Nie Yundao: "He will kill a person, we will gamble how many tricks he can use to kill each other."

The sunglasses man hesitated: "Who is the other person?"

"A poor student - yes, I bet a bet." Nie Yun said, pointing to the communicator.

The sunglasses man smiled bitterly: "Your man is a martial arts master, that is, killing a warrior below five stars, and only one trick."

When the warrior reaches the level of the nine stars, he has the opportunity to attack the realm of the master.

Once you reach the realm of the guru, you have completely bid farewell to the mortal category. Even the army can't deal with such a presence. Unless a group of fighters are dispatched, it is possible to win the other side.

The martial arts master has the same status as the nobility, and everyone respects it and the world looks up.

"You don't gamble, don't gamble, I will turn my face, don't blame me for not giving face." Nie Yun impatiently.

"Well," the sunglasses man took a deep breath. "Then I can only gamble that he can't kill the poor boy."

"This is right, if you win, I will let you red card." Nie Yun's face was proud.

"I lost?"

Nie Yundao: "One hundred million, plus your red card body."

The sunglasses man’s face was twitching, and he was about to quit, but he heard a voice behind him: “Gambling with him.”

The man in the sunglasses lowered his voice and said, "What should I do if I lose?"

The sly figure stopped shaking and whispered: "If you lose, you will kill the Nie family, then peel him off and bake it with flames for three days."

The sunglasses male heart is cold, knowing that this is not intended to endure.

He looked at Nie Yun, who was opposite to Zhang Wei, and sighed. "Okay, I bet."

Nie Yun made a snap and smiled and took the wine glass and said: "Very good, let's watch the fierce tiger hunting. It is also a pleasure to watch the martial arts master killing."

On the other side, the martial arts master who was ordered to kill was moving at a rapid speed.

Late at night, the dim light on the road kept going backwards from his side, the whole city was in a deep sleep, and his movements were light and flexible, did not make a little noise, and did not disturb anyone's sleep. .

He is the great offering of the Nie family. His temperament is fierce and cruel. He has always been a dead man. He had a great reputation in his early years and was called a "tiger tiger" by the martial arts community.

The poor boy lived in a building in the slum, on the 22nd floor, the third room from the left.

The fierce tiger is very clear about his mission.

Opening the door, rushing in and killing each other is as simple as that.

But he would never care. After all, a group of people arranged in front had no news, could not be contacted, and could not find a position.

This is a bit strange.

Just thinking, the communicator suddenly rang.

"Heroes, people are in my hands."

The tiger was a little surprised and said: "Don't you let him kill him directly?"

“No, no, I think the price should be mentioned again.”

Damn, it turned out to be like this, the fierce tiger whispered.

The garbage of these underground worlds dare to raise prices temporarily. Isn’t the reputation of my fierce tigers enough to shock them?

The fierce tiger laughed and tried to calm the tone. "The price can be talked naturally. Where are you?"

"I am waiting for you in the place where the boy lives, I believe you know the place."

The communicator hangs up.

The fierce tiger screamed and punched the billboard on the side of the road.

Dare to raise prices with me, wait, my reputation is not white.

He speeded up the action, and the whole person was like a gray meteor across the night sky.

Five minutes later, the fierce tiger was standing on the 22nd floor of the building, identifying the house number and kicking the security door.