Hastily rushed to the room used as the monitoring room, Andrew has been exuding the breath like a wild beast.
In this huge city, after working hard to reach his current status, Andrew naturally has his extraordinary features and extraordinary means.
Money is a good thing because it buys the services of a lot of politicians, because it... Andrew can do a lot of things outside the limits.
Perhaps there was a bloody smell on his body that even cologne could not conceal.
"That's the guy?" Andrew looked like a falcon.
"Yes boss, now he has won the thirty-first hand. And the strange thing is, he bets the least money every time, and never raises." The manager's face is naturally ugly, "We have to feel Fortunately, he is not playing baccarat... Otherwise, even if he bets the minimum every time, we may lose to other gamblers and go bankrupt."
"Ask this gentleman to the VIP room." Andrew said calmly.
…
This is mentioned in the movie. It seems that there are more bridges in it, but it seems that this is the case.
Let’s say it’s a VIP room, but it’s actually a quieter environment than the outside. The only people sitting opposite are the owner of the casino and one of his attendants.
Of course, on the other side, there are only Luo Qiu and You Ye.
"What should this gentleman be called?" Andrew asked quite politely.
He is not a person who believes in luck, he believes in his own hard work. Therefore, he does not believe that anyone can get such a winning streak because of luck.
For this reason, Andrew sighed even more. To be able to do this is naturally to have extraordinary technology, and to dare to do these behaviors in a casino is naturally extraordinary courage.
So Andrew suddenly became very interested in this young oriental man, no matter what the other party's plans were.
"Call me...k."
Boss Luo, who felt that he should be more casual in a place so far away from his hometown, said softly.
This style of painting is actually not bad, right
Maybe a little dirtier. But if it's a personal taste, it doesn't seem to matter if it's soil or not, right
"Mr. K?" Andrew nodded.
Obviously, this guy has no intention of showing his true identity.
While increasing his suspicion, the smile on Andrew's face became more sincere, "Oh, Mr. K, your skills really amaze me! I think it's very difficult to find someone as powerful as you... I don't know What does Mr. K want from me?"
"Why does Mr. Andrew think I'm looking for you?"
Andrew smiled and said: "Mr. K was joking. Every time you bet with the lowest chips, even if you win an astonishing number of hands in a row, the actual wins are pitifully small. Isn't this a message for me? ?”
Luo Qiu was playing with a chip that he had been holding from the outside gambling table, and suddenly knocked twice on the table and said, "Have Mr. Andrew heard of the [Golder] game?"
Andrew was taken aback.
After being startled for a moment, his expression became extremely serious. But he quickly recovered his relaxed expression, smiled and said, "This is the biggest and safest game in the underground world. I want to know a lot of people, right?"
Luo Qiu said: "If Mr. Andrew knows, that's really great."
As he spoke, Luo Qiu glanced at the man in suit and leather shoes behind Andrew.
Andrew said indifferently: "This is my assistant."
Luo Qiu also said indifferently: "Currently, I have an admission ticket for [Gold], I wonder if Mr. Andrew is interested?"
Even though Andrew was unusually calm on the surface at this time, his slightly fluttering eyes betrayed his heart. For him who knows what the [Gold] game is, it is really difficult to maintain inner peace at this moment.
[Gold] admission ticket? That is not something that can be obtained with ordinary wealth!
Wealth, fame, status... even power, these things are indispensable.
But Andrew is obviously a very suspicious person. Under the service of his assistant, he lit a cigar, took two puffs slowly, and suddenly said with a smile: "The admission ticket in Mr. K's hand is fake, right?"
"In the last game, I was really unhappy when I lost." Luo Qiu acted as if he didn't hear it, and ran with his mouth full of no fluctuations in his heart, "Therefore, I have to put those under my name Dispose of all the waste, and then plan to repurchase some. There are quite a few ring owners in Moscow, but I heard that Mr. Andrew's ring is running well, so I will be the first to come to you after thinking about it."
"You want to buy a boxer from me, and then go to [Gold]?" Andrew frowned involuntarily.
In the underground world, buying and selling between black market boxers is not a strange thing. This is like the football world or the basketball world, the buying and selling between those licensed clubs that live in the sun.
But since it is buying a boxer, why did the other party specifically mention [Gold].
Luo Qiu said indifferently: "Why did you deliberately disclose the [Gold] competition to Mr. Andrew, right?"
Andrew was startled at this moment... This young guy actually saw through his thoughts at a glance. But he smiled calmly and said, "Isn't this normal? It's a pure boxer business, why did Mr. K mention that match?"
"If it's just a boxer business..." Luo Qiu blinked and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to buy the most powerful boxer from Mr. Andrew. Mr. Andrew is a sensible person, and he should know the difference between a first-rate boxer and a second-rate one. The gap. Well, let’s put it this way? I don’t want to buy only second-rate or even third-rate boxers at the price of first-rate boxers... I don’t care about the price of boxers, but what I want is clean boxers.”
Andrew said indifferently: "Mr. K, don't worry, the boxers here are absolutely 'clean', have never used any drugs or hormones, and are not the kind of paper people who can only serve as models and wither away at once."
Speaking of this, it seems that we should continue to talk.
But under Andrew's surprised gaze, the guy who called himself Mr. K suddenly stood up... Well, the really beautiful woman he brought was carefully arranging his clothes for him.
Although there were only two of them, their grandeur was revealed in a strange way.
"Mr. Andrew think about it." Luo Qiu said indifferently: "I will come again in two days, I hope that I can see your best boxer... Of course, there is not only Mr. Andrew in Moscow, right? Yes Alright, I'll return this to you, I had a great time today."
Boss Luo flicked his thumb suddenly, and the chip he had been playing with was thrown into the air, and landed on the table in the VIP room.
The moment it fell, Luo Qiu had already opened the door and left.
Andrew watched the two leave until the door was closed, but he remained motionless, his eyes narrowed slightly in the smoke released by the burning cigar.
"Boss, this guy's origin is unknown, why don't we call some brothers..."
Andrew waved his hand suddenly, exhaled slowly, and then pointed to the chips on the table. At first, he didn't pay much attention to the appearance of the chips falling, and only regarded it as the assistant of Mr. K's handsome behavior, frowning .
He suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't help walking into the middle of the table, and after a closer look, he opened his mouth in astonishment.
"Chips..."
The chip with the smallest denomination in the casino was indeed lying on the gaming table at this time. It's just that it sank!
How should I say it
For example, on the muddy land, a falling stone is the same as the chip in a sinking way!
The assistant took the chip out of the gaming table with great difficulty, weighed the chip's weight, and said in disbelief, "Boss, how did this guy do it?"
Andrew took a deep breath and said, "I don't care how this guy did it... What I care about is whether he really has a ticket for [Gold]!"
"Boss, what exactly is this [Gold]?"
"This is..." Just as Andrew was about to speak, the door of the VIP room was opened again.
The subordinate who came in saw that there were only the boss and the boss's assistant, so he said directly: "Boss, that Anton is here, and he is alone."
Andrew muttered to himself: "If it's true... It seems that I need to let this Anton really become my boxer." (.)