Underground in a certain casino, in a dimly lit cabin. (Search "" on Baidu to view the latest updates of this book)
Gambling Snake was handcuffed to a stool behind his back. A man wearing a black vest and looking like a fitness instructor was waving his fists and hitting Gambling Snake on the face, abdomen and chest.
After every three or five punches, the thug would stop, shake his hand, and adjust the gauze wrapped around his hand.
At this moment, a strong man in a suit who is responsible for asking questions will grab the hair of the gambling snake and ask the same question repeatedly: "Tell me, how did you do it? How did you get the thousand dollars?"
His brow bone, nose, and gums were all bleeding, and his suit and shirt were stained with blood. But his eyes and expression still showed coldness and calmness.
The interrogation had lasted for more than an hour. The two men in suits and the thug walked to a distance and exchanged words in a low voice: "Damn it, you didn't say a word. Is he mute?"
"Certainly not."
"Then his bones are as hard as his mouth. We can't make too much trouble. What should we do?"
"Otherwise, just send him to the police station. I think his ID is probably forged."
"No... this man... I think it would be better to ask Mr. Darwin to come over and take a look."
"Do I need to alarm him?"
"Yes, I'll call him myself. You guys should keep an eye on this guy."
They thought that because they were far away and spoke in a low voice, the other party could not hear them. In fact, every word in the conversation was clearly heard by Gambling Snake. Although his expression did not change, he knew in his heart that his purpose had basically been achieved. .
In less than ten minutes, the man in a suit who left came back. Behind him was a man in his forties. He looked very ordinary and was dressed in ordinary clothes. In all aspects, he would not be noticed at all if he was thrown into the crowd. type. //《》.《//
But the moment Gambler made eye contact with him, he knew that the blood on this man's hands might not be less than his own.
"You all go out." Darwin only glanced at Gambling Snake and came to the conclusion that it was useless for these three men to stay here. If they really took action, they were just a burden.
After the three of them walked out of the house, Darwin slowly walked up to Gambling Snake and said, "You don't need me to help you unlock your handcuffs, right?"
The handcuffs behind Gambling Snake's back fell to the ground, and his hands were placed back in front of him smoothly. It didn't look like he had just been beaten. "Your casino's hospitality is quite rude."
"I'm sorry if I made you feel unhappy." Darwin said, "I don't know your surname..."
"Your name is Darwin, right?" Gambling Snake interrupted the other party rudely.
"What, have we known each other before?"
"You can tell your superior that 'Gambling Snake' wants to see the person in charge here in Macau and ask him to arrange a time as soon as possible. If your superior's authority is not enough, then you can ask him to go to his superior, the senior general manager Someone will know my name." After Gambling Snake finished speaking, he stood up and wanted to leave.
"Wait a minute." Darwin said, "Even if I do what you, an unknown person, say, then where should I find you?"
"I'll come back to you."
"Hmph... Do you just sign up and leave? What if it's HL's spies trying to set me up..."
The second half of Darwin's words was choked back. A manicure file was pressed against his throat. The betting snake appeared behind him in an instant: "Have your mentor taught you, no matter where you go?" In this place, even if you are naked, you must at least ensure that there is a weapon within five meters that can kill people."
Darwin didn't dare to move his neck even half a centimeter. His eyes widened and he asked in shock: Could this person be a mentor-level senior assassin
"I understand, I will help you convey it to the higher ups."
After Darwin replied, the file disappeared from his neck. Like a ghost, the gambling snake took a step back silently and merged with the darkness.
There was no sound of doors opening or closing, no footsteps, and even Darwin's own breathing could be heard.
After standing like this for a full minute, Darwin dared to turn around, and at this time, he was the only one left in the room.
Perhaps in terms of ability level, he was no lower than the snake gambler, but at that moment, Darwin's heartbeat almost stopped. He felt that his life was in the hands of others and could be crushed easily. This brief encounter was like the cloak of death caressing his throat. As an assassin, his level was too far behind.
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Subspace, virtual plain.
The Blood Owl and the Divine Key turned into two phantoms, colliding with each other, and the impact of the fists and feet intersecting caused bursts of dull sounds in the air.
"Hey, if the fight continues like this, will it affect us?" Zuo Dao squatted in the distance and said to Yan Kong while watching.
"Haha... So you squat instead of sitting?" Yan Kong laughed.
Zuo Dao replied: "What are you doing? I don't like the ground being dirty?"
"They didn't try their best. The blood owl can't get much 'evil' here, and the divine key doesn't use abilities. They just use energy to fight, training and strengthening simple combat skills, rather than life-threatening fighting techniques. "Yan Kong said: "Their movements seem to be very fast and strong, but in fact they are able to move with ease and move freely, and they will not accidentally hurt them here."
"So... by the way, what do you want me to see?" Zuo Dao asked.
"Of course I want you to learn. This is what your boss wants." Yan Kong replied: "Promoting you to a strong level within a year is his minimum requirement."
Zuo Dao heard something strange from these words: "What do you want to do? Do you want to send me out to fight and kill in the future?"
Yan Kong smiled and said: "As the saying goes, more skills are not enough to overwhelm the body. Is there anyone who thinks that he is too strong?" His eyes returned to the fight between the blood owl and the divine key: "When I was your age, Your mind is full of how to climb to a higher level, and your thirst for power is as urgent as your desire to breathe, so you can reach the level of madness. But you have witnessed those who are much stronger than you, but they have no competitive spirit at all. This is not Great.
As a man, even if he has nothing to protect, he should work hard to become stronger just to protect himself. "
Zuo Dao replied: "What you said makes sense. According to the extent of our boss's disorder, we may encounter many monster-like guys in the future. If I also have strong strength, at least the chance of survival can be increased. Some."
"Hahaha... You have good talents, but you are too unmotivated." Yan Kong changed the topic back: "See clearly, the two people you are seeing now are masters who have used their fighting skills to the limit. They Every action is meaningful, and every moment of reaction reflects excellent practical experience. You should write it down as much as possible and think about it carefully... "