"Who told you to come here?" Mr. Gong asked in a cold voice. Although most of the people here are the second generation of the rich, unlike him and Mr. Ji, who are in charge of their own families, compared to being rich, let alone those rich families, even Mr. Ji is richer than him, but after this person took the list and mentioned the top three rich people, he pointed at him directly. If there is no problem with it, he wrote it backwards.
"Who do you care who called me here? Who are you? Let me see, I'm fifty years old, and I look like a villain but pretend to be noble. At first glance, it's synonymous with wretchedness. Hey, isn't this talking about you? Well?" After the man finished reading, he looked up at Mr. Gong, swung his long knife and said, "Come here quickly! Don't dawdle! Or I'll cut him down!"
"Speak well if you have something to say, you just want money, don't hurt your peace." Liang Jiarong walked out of the crowd, with a forced smile on his face, and said: "My surname is Liang, I don't know if it's the one you mentioned, Do you have any introduction, and read it to me too?"
"Let me see, yo, handsome guy with British aristocratic style! A good man worth marrying. If there is a woman next to him, ask her who she wants to marry the most, that's it." After the man finished reading, he looked Liang Jiarong up and down. Fan, his face was covered with a black cloth so he couldn't see his expression.
But everyone in the hall felt the envy and hatred on his face!
Liang Jiarong blushed, and said, "I would be embarrassed to praise me like that."
"You still have to be fooled!" The man dragged him and threw him to Young Master Fang, saying, "You are just a valuable pig now!"
Chu Nan tightly guarded Zhong Chufei behind him, and the golden knife in his sleeve had quietly fallen into his hand. After wandering around the gangsters, he looked at the group of men who were protecting Ling Qingyu.
The two waiters took out their submachine guns after they came in by the delivery car. The VIP room is small, and if they were allowed to shoot, the consequences would be disastrous. Then Lin Ziyu stood up with a gun and pointed at Mr. Gong, threatening to push the crowd aside.
Seeing that Yan San and the others stopped their attack and retreated, he also retreated.
If it's just robbery, the other party wants money but not life, as long as they don't do anything, the other party will not shoot, then just wait for them to take the money and go away, as long as they leave here and keep the people they want to protect from danger, then the money, It's easy to get it back (Brother Chu, that's Fang Dashao and Yan San's money, not yours)
I'm afraid they thought the same way, so the woman and a group of people came in, and they didn't let them do it. Obviously, they could break the necks of the three of them at any time.
Since they want to watch a good show, then he might as well watch it again, as long as it doesn't hurt the people behind him, it's fine as a condiment in his spare time.
But... there are still kidnappers...
And robbers use guns, kidnappers use knives...
Mr. Gong was thinking about who might have leaked this list. Although Mr. He Sangong initiated the auction, the actual operator was Mr. Ji, but it was impossible for Mr. Ji to do it. This is obviously to vent his anger. matter, so who
As long as money does not matter, there is no such benevolent person among his enemies in this world.
"That you! Mr. Gong, right! If you are disobedient, I can kill you!" The man swung his long knife and took a step closer, shouting loudly.
With a click, the gun in Lin Ziyu's hand turned around, aimed at the man, and said with a light smile, "Brother, let me save you, Mr. Gong, can you let it go?"
"How can this be done!" The man had just yelled out, but was frightened by Lin Ziyu's expression on Lin Ziyu's face that if you don't give me face, then you will die, he murmured and stepped back.
"Okay, Mr. Gong! You actually conspired with outsiders to steal my money!" Young Master Fang yelled.
Mr. Gong looked at Lin Ziyu with murderous intent in his eyes, but Lin Ziyu couldn't help but smile at him charmingly, and said, "Even if I return the favor you have loved and cared for these three months."
Rushui Jiaobo turned around Ling Qingyu and Zhong Chufei, who were tightly guarded by men behind them, a coolness flashed across Lin Ziyu's lips.
The person who was willing to protect her with his life, that person is no longer here...
So, it doesn't matter anymore, as long as you can get revenge, it doesn't matter...
"Boom!" A loud noise came from outside, and the sound wave shook the thick door of the casino, shaking the kidnappers and hostages in front of the door, and even the floor seemed to be shaking.
Zhao Yinfeng pressed Ling Qingyu's head and hugged her tightly in his arms, his burly body completely covered her up.
"Who is this! What are you doing!" The kidnapper man just yelled, and suddenly a seductive smiling face appeared in front of his eyes, and a pair of peach blossom coins blinked at him, and he also opened his mouth and blinked. One eye, and then feel empty hands.
The knife in his hand has already reached the opponent's hand.
Dong Ershao kept his head up and his neck was already sore. When the loud noise came, he was about to sneakily turn his lower neck to ease the pain. When the shock wave came, the man behind him staggered. The shining blade cut directly at his neck.
Dong Ershao looked at the cold light, his mind went blank.
Already felt the scorching heat from the cold on his neck, but the blade stopped between his two fingers. Second Young Master Dong's eyes rolled, and first he saw the unbelievable expression in the eyes of the kidnapper behind him under the black mask. , then turned around, and saw a pair of star-like eyes.
There was mockery and disdain that he was familiar with in those eyes, and then added a little smile.
Then the eyes blinked, and Dong Ershao felt a sharp pain in his knee, as if he had been kicked, and before he could cry out in pain, the blade on his neck was withdrawn, and he knelt down when his legs softened. As he fell, an elbow swung straight over his head.
The kidnapper behind him was punched and flew out, hit the door and bounced back.
The kidnapper who compared Liang Jiarong and Young Master Fang with a knife was probably because of nervousness, the knife in his hand kept shaking, and Liang Jiarong kept staring at the man who was away from him, as if he was about to slash him once or twice at any time The blade,.
When the loud noise rang out, Liang Jiarong instinctively stepped back, staying away from the blade that was shaking more violently. Unexpectedly, young master Fang who was next to him was startled and slammed him directly into the blade.
The eyes of Liang Jiarong and the kidnapper were wide open, and the pupils of the eyes reflected the panicked and terrified faces of the other party.
Damn it! It's too wrong to die!