Chapter 9 A big gamble

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This is already a slum area. Not only are there no video monitors along the way, there are not even many pedestrians.

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

Ironically, this eliminated Gu Qingshan's worries.

In the distance, a piercing siren sounded.

Gu Qingshan looked up and saw a small police shuttle approaching quickly from the sky.

There was no one around, so it was impossible for someone to call the police. The police arrived at such a coincidental time, it seemed that they had been arranged in advance.

According to the normal development of the situation, he would have been stabbed to death on the spot, and then the police would come down to collect the body, pick up a dagger and make a scene record, and then the matter would be hastily settled.

When Su Xueer learned the news and sent someone to check, nothing could be seen.

Tomorrow, of course, someone will go and surrender. The reason is that there was a conflict after drinking too much, and the attack was too heavy at the moment.

Everyone is dead, what else can Amelia Su do?

The matter ends here.

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

casino.

Nie Yun glanced at the cards in his hand and said: "Deal the cards, I will continue to follow."

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

"Master Nie, you don't have to be so big," said the man with a big back and sunglasses opposite.

Behind the man in sunglasses, a slim figure hid behind the chair, not even daring to show his head.

Nie Yun said indifferently: "It's only 20 million. If you can't afford it, you can give up."

"Twenty million is nothing, but if you still want the red card girl in my hand, I can't bear to part with it." The man in sunglasses said.

"I don't want her people, I just want her life." Nie Yundao said.

Feeling the slender figure tremble slightly, the man in sunglasses smiled bitterly and said: "My red card is not for sale. How about you let her go and I will give you two more top products."

Nie Yundao: "If this woman dares to throw drink in my face, I will make her use her life to understand some truth."

A middle-aged man wearing a black tie and a white shirt walked in and whispered a few words in Nie Yun's ear.

Nie Yun slapped the other party and shouted: "Didn't you say there is no problem?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, young master, please give me an hour, and I will solve the problem myself."

Nie Yundao: "I'll give you half an hour. If you still can't complete the task, I will suggest to the family that you take back your big tribute treatment."

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, turned around and strode away.

"What's wrong, Mr. Nie, if you have any troubles, why don't you let me solve it." The man with a big back and sunglasses said.

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

The man in sunglasses spread his hands and said, "It's very simple. I'll solve a problem for you. You can let go of my red card."

Nie Yun thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "How about we have a more exciting one."

The man in sunglasses secretly complained, but on his face he said happily: "Master Nie, please tell me."

For ordinary dandies, the man in sunglasses doesn't need to give face at all, but Nie Yun is the largest aristocratic family in the three areas of Changning County, besides the Su family.

The man in sunglasses has been involved in both black and white circles for many years, and he knows that if he wants to do something in this land, he must not offend the young man in front of him.

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

Nie Yundao: "This is my subordinate. I just told him to turn on the real-time projection. We can see that he is moving quickly."

The man in sunglasses nodded and said, "That's right."

Nie Yundao: "He will kill someone, and we will bet on how many moves he will use to kill him."

The man in sunglasses hesitated and asked: "Who is the other party?"

"A poor student - by the way, I'll kill him with one move." Nie Yun said, giving an order into the communicator.

The man in sunglasses smiled bitterly and said: "Your subordinate is a martial arts master. Even if he kills a warrior below five stars, he can only use one move."

Only when a warrior reaches the nine-star level can he have the opportunity to reach the master realm.

Once you reach the master realm, you have completely bid farewell to the realm of mortals. Even the army cannot deal with such a being. Only by dispatching a group of fighting mechas can you defeat the opponent.

A martial arts master has the same status as a noble, respected by everyone, and looked up to by the world.

"Whether you bet or not, I will turn against you. Don't blame me for not giving you face." Nie Yun said impatiently.

"Okay," the man in sunglasses took a deep breath, "then I can only bet that he can't kill that poor boy with one move."

"That's right. If you win, I'll let your red card go." Nie Yun said with pride on his face.

"What if I lose?"

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

The man in sunglasses twitched on his face and was about to refuse when he heard a voice from behind: "Bet with him."

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

The slim figure stopped trembling and said softly: "If you lose, kill all the Nie family members, then skin them clean and roast them with fierce flames for three days."

The man in sunglasses felt a chill in his heart, knowing that this man was not going to endure it any longer.

He looked at the arrogant and domineering Nie Yun across from him and sighed secretly, "Okay, I'll take the gamble."

Nie Yun snapped his fingers, picked up the wine glass with a smile and said, "Very good, let's just watch the ferocious tiger hunt quietly - watching martial arts masters kill people is also a kind of enjoyment."

On the other side, the martial arts master who was ordered to kill people was moving quickly.

It was late at night, and the dim lights kept retreating from his side along the way. The whole city was falling into a deep sleep, but his movements were light and flexible, without making a single sound or disturbing anyone's sleep. .

He is a great worshiper of the Nie family. He has a ferocious and cruel temperament and always kills people with his attacks. He gained such a great reputation in his early years and was called the "Ferocious Tiger" by the martial arts circles.

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

Fierce Tiger is very clear about his mission.

Open the door, rush in, and kill the opponent, it's that simple.

But he would never be careless. After all, all the people who had been arranged before had no news, could not be contacted, and could not find their location.

There's something strange about this.

Just as he was thinking about it, the communicator suddenly rang.

"Fierce tiger, I have the man in my hands."

Fierce Tiger was a little surprised and replied: "Didn't I ask you to kill him directly?"

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

Damn it, that’s what happened, Xiuhu cursed secretly.

These rubbish from the underground world dare to temporarily increase their prices. Isn't my reputation as a ferocious tiger enough to deter them?

Fierce Tiger laughed ferociously and tried to keep his tone calm, "Of course we can negotiate the price. Where are you?"

"I'll wait for you where that kid lives. I believe you know the place."

The communicator hung up.

Fierce Tiger roared angrily and punched the billboard on the roadside.

If you dare to raise your price with me, just wait. My reputation as a fierce tiger is not for nothing.

He sped up his movements, and his whole body was like a gray meteor streaking across the night sky.

Five minutes later, Xihu was already standing on the 22nd floor of the building. He identified the room number and kicked open the security door.