frightfiction Chapter 1165 You dare kill my dog in front of me? Are you tired of living?
Chapter 1165 You dare kill my dog in front of me? Are you tired of living?
The dealer, his face grim, glanced at the dim light. The dim light was helpless; could he refuse betting simply because someone had too much money? That would ruin his own reputation. He could only wave helplessly.
"Someone, check the tickets."
This is a necessary procedure. You can't just pull out a check and say you have money. Which casino hasn't seen people try to get something for nothing?
The casino has dedicated accountants who hurriedly came over to take the checks. One of them called the bank that issued the checks to inquire whether the code and name on the checks were correct.
The other person carefully examined the check to see if it was counterfeit.
Two minutes later, the two accountants nodded to An Deng, who then placed the two checks on the table; his voice was completely hoarse.
"Buy and leave."
The man in the top hat reached out, took out a check, placed it on the table, and smiled politely.
"I'll join in too, 500,000, that's a lot."
Da Bao casually glanced at him. This man was no ordinary person; his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he was clearly a very shrewd and calculating individual. Judging from his clothes, he resembled an old-fashioned person like Nie Aotian. However, Nie Aotian had been dealt with by Da Bao and dared not come to Macau again, so he could only wander around Southeast Asia.
The accounting staff verified the check for 500,000 and found it to be a traveler's check issued by a Portuguese bank, which has certain legal effect.
Just as Zuo Mingyue was about to open the dice cup, the man in the top hat raised his hand to stop her.
"This lady..."
Zuo Mingyue is clearly pregnant; she's definitely not a young lady anymore, but a lady.
Zuo Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the man. The man smiled slightly. Although he wore glasses, his smile was very charming, and most women would fall for it.
Unfortunately, he encountered a woman who was love-struck and single-minded. In Zuo Mingyue's eyes, apart from Da Bao, all other men were worthless and not worth even a glance. Even if her father were alive, he would only be slightly better than worthless, just not smelly.
"I'd like to increase my bet, is that alright?"
Zuo Mingyue didn't understand what it meant, so she turned to look at An Deng. An Deng was also stunned. As long as the dice cup wasn't opened, gamblers could ask to increase their bets.
"Darklights said very politely."
"Sir, how much would you like to add?"
The man stared at Zuo Mingyue, clapped his hands, and two women walked in from outside. These two women were beautiful and charming. They wore cheongsams with cashmere shawls over them. They walked with a graceful sway, and their twisting hips seemed to awaken the most primal impulses in men.
The gamblers involuntarily swallowed, and some even squeezed their legs together.
“These two are my concubines, Zi and Yan Hong. They are the ones I bet on. If I win, madam, you will have to come with me. If I lose, they will belong to your casino.”
Xiao Dao was so angry that his eyes turned red. He drew his knife in a flash and was about to rush over and kill the man when Da Bao stopped him and said lazily.
"I truly never expected that this gambler would also have lustful thoughts. My wife is priceless; how could you two vulgar women compare to her?"
The man's smile became even more charming, and even Da Bao couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart. He immediately realized that this guy had superpowers.
“You’re right. Such a woman is truly priceless. To make such a bet in a gambling hall like this is indeed a desecration of her. In that case, Madam, please open the dice cup. I want to see what the score is.”
Although Zuo Mingyue couldn't understand their bird language, she could guess a bit of it. Little Chili was Little Chili; when she got angry, she wouldn't submit to even the King of Heaven.
The dice cup was suddenly ripped open and thrown aside. Zuo Mingyue didn't even look at the outcome; she went over and grabbed Da Bao, ready to leave.
When the dice cup was lifted, everyone around the gambling table held their breath, staring at the dice inside. Three bright red dots lay silently in the cup, as if mocking the gamblers' overestimation of their abilities.
Henri René stood up abruptly and roared.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
He pointed at Zuo Mingyue, his eyes bloodshot.
"You bitch, you dare to cheat? I'll kill you."
Henri René suddenly pulled a revolver from his pocket. Before he could even release the safety, Xiao Dao lunged at him, grabbed his wrist, and plunged the knife into René's body, pulled it out, stabbed it again, and pulled it out again...
After being stabbed more than twenty times, Henri René was beyond dead. The knife was released, and the knife was thrown backward. Henri René collapsed limply, blood gushing from his body.
The man in the top hat stood up with a gloomy face. He took off his glasses, revealing a pair of narrow eyes, and stared fiercely at Xiao Dao, snorting through his nose.
"Do you know how long I've raised this dog? A full seven years. It took me seven years to make him the King of Gambling in France. Your name is Qin Xiaodao, right? Haven't you heard the saying, 'Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner'? In front of me, Long Sihai, you dare to kill my dog? Are you tired of living?"
Xiao Dao trembled, revealing bloodstains on the tip. He raised his eyebrows, about to speak, when He Xin stopped him, looking him up and down.
"Long Sihai? Aren't you a lackey of the Japanese? Four or five years ago, the Japanese surrendered, and you disappeared without a trace. What? You dare to come and stroll around our Chinese territory today?"
Long Sihai glanced at He Xin in surprise, and frowned when he saw that He Xin was only in his twenties.
"You're quite remarkable, young man, to know the name of Long Sihai?"
He Xin sneered.
"Of course I've looked into your background. Without your help, how could Fu Laorong have gained a foothold in Macau? In 1941, the Japanese indirectly controlled the entire Macau. Wasn't it you who worked tirelessly to get Fu Laorong a gambling license?"
"After more than a decade, you've come back to stir up trouble in Macau again?"
Long Sihai couldn't help but applaud.
"Impressive, impressive! You, He Xin, were just a waiter at a hotel before you rose to prominence by gaining the favor of that royal young master. I thought you only got to where you are by flattering him, but it seems you have some real talent."
"To tell you the truth, Fu Laorong was my sworn brother. He's dead, but I, Long Sihai, am still alive. Of course, I must seek justice for him."
"justice?"
He Xin laughed heartily.
"Long Sihai, you're making me laugh. You describe yourself as a righteous hero, but as far as I know, five months ago, a male courtesan suddenly appeared on a street in Tokyo's Kabukicho district. It's said that he looks exactly like Fu Nianzu."
"What a pity! This male courtesan fought sixteen widows of Tokyo in one night, and died vomiting blood the next day. Where were you, his uncle, then? Why didn't you seek justice for your poor nephew?"