"How is it, Mr. Jonathan? Are you still coming?"
Bai Hao smiled and sat opposite Jonathan. If you can ignore the high bargaining chip in front of Bai Hao, perhaps Bai Hao's smile doesn't look so evil yet.
Come? I have lost everything, what else can I do
Jonathan frantically complained in his heart, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.
I don't know what's going on, I was afraid to call out a thousand times and ten thousand times to stop, but the words that came out of my throat were still words like driftwood in the ocean of despair.
"Come."
Jonathan uttered a sound from his throat like a beast, and then slapped his credit card on the table.
"There are still twenty thousand and two, continue."
Bai Hao quietly glanced at each other with Lan Blade, and then very "considerately" divided 22,000 chips from his own chips and pushed them to Jonathan. At the same time, he handed the credit card to Mr. Thomas, who was the most distant from him and who was already looking silly.
"Mr. Thomas, please help me to change the money into a bargaining chip. Your wife is still here. I don't think Mr. Thomas will run away with the money, right?"
Bai Hao glanced at Mrs. Thomas, whose face was visibly darkened after hearing his own words. After getting a stammered affirmative answer from Mr. Thomas, he refocused his attention on the card game in front of him.
Holding a thin credit card, Mr. Thomas left the room with the dealer and walked to the chip exchange office.
"Sir, someone has come out!"
Kayla saw the two of them leaving the room together, and hurriedly pulled Michael's sleeve.
"Who?"
Michael, who was answering the phone, heard the sound, looked at it in surprise, and hurriedly followed with the phone.
"Keep up!"
After exhorting Kayla in this way, Michael grabbed the phone again to get to his ear and started to talk to his superiors, but he just slipped the phone number suddenly.
"The croupier and a liar member in the room have come out. We are about to ask them for information. Sir, do you really want to give up Jonathan and the others? Just please have a chance to change, it is not fair to them..."
"Unfair? Do you think I don't want to be fair? Do you know how many businesses in the department are cooperating with Rockefeller? Since Karl Rockefeller has already expressed his opinion, what do you want me to do?"
Michael watched silently as Kayla rushed forward and used two pistols against Mr. Thomas and the dealer, and then "politely" invited people in his direction. But my heart is extremely bitter.
The above decision is to give up your own soldiers and give to the enemy the soldiers who have just risked their lives to perform the mission and finally returned to the country fortunately
Cooperating with the Heihe operation is the decision made by Jian Guo**!
But now
The task is done, and the man is back. Not only can he not enjoy the honor he deserves, but he has to be betrayed to the Huaxia people by his own sex
Jonathan are they wronged!
Watching Kayla walk towards her with the two people who were originally going to return to the box, Michael's heart beats vigorously, as if the steps of those people fell on her heart step by step.
People in the distance walked step by step according to the beat of the heartbeat, and their faces became blurred step by step and then became clear step by step. In the end, he seemed to become his old father.
The mission of a soldier is to obey orders. But when soldiers and soldiers shed their blood for the country, why do they not only get what they deserve, but are thrown away like rubbish or even betrayed
The FBI needs to cooperate with the Rockefellers to make money and obtain development funds. Michael understands this.
The Rockefeller family wanted to keep their junior, Bai Hao, who "never participated in state affairs," and Michael also understood this.
But in order to be able to maintain the "friendship" with the Rockefeller family, and allow Bai Hao from China to deal with his own soldiers who flee to their lives desperately, Michael didn't understand this at all.
Is money really so magical
The superior's voice was still chattering about something in Michael's ear, but Michael had a feeling that he was incompatible with the whole world.
"If you think it's unfair, why don't you come to my seat and give orders? Michael, I have always been very optimistic about you..."
Michael stiffly hung up the call from his superiors, not thinking about the possible consequences of doing so by himself.
"Sir! Sir?"
Kayla, who had already brought Mr. Thomas and the croupier to her, called Michael with questions, and then reluctantly managed to bring Michael out of her own world.
"Huh? Oh, okay. Thank you very much."
Michael came back to his senses, glanced at his subordinates a little embarrassingly, and resumed his serious expression.
"I'm from the FBI. Alas, I need to ask you a few questions. Please cooperate with my work."
After seeing the documents in Michael's hands, neither Mr. Thomas nor the dealer couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then nodded frantically.
Fortunately, as long as it is not targeted by the black state... Although I don't know what the FBI is looking for, it is always an investigation and inquiry, and it will not take human lives for no reason.
"Sir, you say! You say..."
"Do you open the VIP room to redeem chips?"
Michael glanced at the chip box in their hands and the payment receipt waiting for Jonathan to sign, his eyes full of inquiry.
"Yes."
The croupier nodded.
"Then whose chips are in your hands? Who loses the most in the room?" Michael continued to ask.
"It's Mr. Jonathan, sir. That Chinese kid has won twelve games in a row, and Mr. Jonathan has lost miserably."
After hearing such a news, Michael couldn't help frowning, and he didn't understand what kind of medicine Bai Hao's gourd was selling.
Could it be that they were really playing cards in the room? Does Bai Hao play cards with Jonathan for any purpose
Or is this Bai Hao digging into Jonathan
After the headquarters was bombed, the Special Operations Department ran out of money to build it. Come here to get the funds!
Also, that Bai Hao, who is educated in Mandarin, is really so good at playing cards
Twelve consecutive wins... Although Jonathan's card skills are not considered a master, it is already very powerful compared to ordinary gamblers. Could it be that this Chinese kid is even more powerful
Michael's heart is full of suspicion.
"What about the others? What else happened in the room? I need you to explain things to me clearly!"
Although he was very confused in his heart, Michael said it seriously, took two glasses of wine from the bar and handed it to the two insiders who were still a little nervous.
"Don't worry, speak slowly. If you are asked in the room for so long, tell them that there was a problem with the network. Someone will testify for you.
When Michael said this, he gave Kyra a calm look. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)