Fatal Counterattack

Chapter 198

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Volume Six

USA, Las Vegas, Bellagio Hotel.

The brightly lit and corrupt country makes people feel dizzy no matter where they are. The dreamy fountains in front of the door are intertwined and criss-crossed, like a giant dynamic artwork.

Many people will never come here in their lifetime, many people will never hear of this place in their lifetime, and many people will never even imagine a corner of this place in their dreams.

The casino in the hotel is not big but not small, and the not-so-noisy atmosphere makes it more suitable for the endless squandering of the bourgeoisie.

"Ma'am? (English)"

"All in"

A beautiful face is leaning lazily by the table. If you don't look at the chips in front of her, you can't imagine how understatement this sentence is.

"Open card, straight flush big (English)"

Before the croupier finished speaking, just as the cards in front of this peerless beauty were revealed, bursts of cheers came from behind her.

With the chips being slowly pushed in front of her, everyone could clearly smell the male hormones behind her. After all, who doesn't have a heart for beauty, and is also a beauty who is lucky enough to be extremely beautiful.

"Well, it seems your luck is as good as ever (Spain)"

"I don't think you're right, I don't have the word luck in my dictionary (Spain)"

After the waiter beside her packed up all the chips, the beauty stood up, took a glass of red wine from the opposite side, and said with a flushed face.

"Haha, with so many chips, it seems that we have settled for dinner (Brazil)"

"But sir, this is your home field, do you still need a woman to spend (Brazil)"

The beauty gently stretched out her arms, and put them on the other's shoulders naturally and alluringly, making the atmosphere between the two of them instantly ambiguous.

"Even the home court needs help, and it's from a beautiful woman (Nigeria)"

"Then, it's up to you (Nigeria)"

A jade hand took the smallest chip from the waiter, and then gently pressed it against the other's strong chest.

"Well, I didn't expect you to be as generous as ever (Tanzania)"

“Thank you for the compliment (Tanzania)”

The hotel's hot spring baths are full of steam, and the luxurious decoration makes the style here completely different from that of Japan. Although they are all hot springs, they all need to be soaked.

"Your recent task seems to be a little compromised (English)"

A middle-aged man with a towel on his head leaned leisurely by the pool. Although he didn't look at the other party, he was shocked into a cold sweat.

"There are more and more restrictions on my work, you know... (English)"

"You know the last thing I want to hear is a reason, any reason (English)" interrupted unquestionably but did not add any extra look to the middle-aged man's face.

"Yes, I know (English)"

The scorching steam was almost unbearable, but strangely, the cold sweat on the back of the young man's neck still couldn't stop.

"Look at me, I always talk about work when I'm not working (English)"

"..."

"People, you have to enjoy when you should enjoy. Those miscellaneous things are really annoying. (English)"

The middle-aged man also smiled self-deprecatingly, then picked up a cup of tea on the floating coaster, and slowly sipped it.

"I will definitely complete the next task according to the schedule and requirements (English)"

"Hey... I just said, don't talk about work, it's still early, you can spend a while with me (English)"

The fog like in a fairyland stained the pair of gold-rimmed glasses and black-rimmed glasses by the bath with a thick layer.

thick mist.

In the physical therapy area far away from the bathhouse, all the guests are squinting their eyes and enjoying the pleasure of shiatsu and massage. Only a slightly thin man is working on the tiny laptop in front of him. Crackling non-stop.

"Sir, is this strength acceptable? (English)"

"Well, whatever you want (English)"

This casual coping made the physical therapist feel a little uncomfortable. At this time, the British guy's status in her heart dropped by two levels in an instant.

But in this kind of high-end occasion where service is paramount, any displeasure cannot be vented to customers. Therefore, the physical therapist had no choice but to increase the strength in his hand, and pressed on the points that most people may suffer the most.

"Now, sir (English)"

"Didn't I say, feel free, and don't bother me casually (English)"

The thin man didn't seem to feel the change in the opponent's strength at all, and his hands were still reaching forward to reach his computer, typing lines of code quickly.

SJZ Xishan, villa area.