novelraw Chapter 418 Quickly Adjust Expressions
Chapter 418 Quickly Adjust Expressions
"You bastards also bully me, don't you?" Seeing those exaggerated smiling faces, the drunk man felt a surge of anger, and he threw the chips in his hand to the ground.
Then, he raised his foot and vigorously crushed those colorful coins.
"Sir, this is something from Xingding." The sneering voice on the side has not disappeared: "If it is damaged, Xingding will not want it anymore!"
"Go to the top of his star! This is what I paid for!" The drunk shouted angrily, and at the same time stepped harder.
"There is the Xingding logo on it." The voice continued: "You are showing disrespect to Xingding by acting like this. Missy will be unhappy."
"Fuck his eldest lady!" The drunk man cursed, and then kicked away the damaged coins: "What is she! Bah..."
"Click!" The sound of the pistol being loaded sounded, and at the same time the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the drunk man's head.
The drunk man frowned and turned his head irritably: "What are you doing... ah..."
Looking at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, he felt his legs go limp, and he fell to the ground.
The muzzle followed his movements and slid downwards.
"Chen, brother Chen." The drunk man followed the muzzle of the gun all the way up, and saw a face that shocked him: "You, you..."
Trembling body, trembling tone.
The humble appearance of a poor wretch.
The man called Brother Chen smiled slightly in satisfaction.
At the same time, the finger holding the trigger began to apply light force.
"Chen Jiang, stop." A deep female voice came from the communicator on his ear: "You scared the guests."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Chen Jiangpi smiled, holding his ear with one hand, and moved the gun away from the drunk man's head with the other: "Forgive your life, remember to thank the eldest lady."
The drunk man, who was still drunk at first, seemed to be frightened by this, and his mind abruptly sobered up a lot: "Yes, yes, thank you, Miss!"
Chen Jiang put the gun away in satisfaction.
He glanced around and found that the other casino guests present were all looking at this side with unnatural expressions.
Rolling his eyes twice, he suddenly laughed and walked around the drunk man, and strode forward: "Everyone, play, I was joking just now, don't mind! Have fun!"
Even the guest who had an unnatural expression had to quickly adjust his expression after hearing what he said, and turned around to continue the game in his hand.
Everything was quiet as if nothing happened.
Except for the drunk who just breathed a sigh of relief and was quickly dragged out of the door by several burly bodyguards...
The car drove to the side entrance of the casino and stopped temporarily.
The middle-aged man yawned: "Do you want me to wait here?"
"No, you follow behind me." Mo Yimo smiled, as if he had regained his gentle appearance.
Where is the person in the Japanese garden, with a cold face, who looks like a dictator to his surrounding partners.
At this time, someone knocked on the car window on Nao's side: "Is it the young master?"
Nasu was taken aback, looked out of the window nervously, and then at Mo Yimo who looked calm.
"Can you see who the other party is?" Mo Yimo said softly to Naxu with a smile.
"It's raining too much..." Nasu turned her head with some difficulty, she looked out of the window seriously, but her body unconsciously moved to the other side: "It's a terrible face, as if it had been burned."
"A ghost who was burned to death?" Mo Yimo narrowed his eyes slightly: "In this rainy day, send such a guy?"
"Young Master." There was nothing outside the window, but the voice came through the glass very clearly: "Miss ordered you to go through the main entrance."
"It's really annoying." The middle-aged man complained suddenly, he scratched his hair: "Go and kill him?"
"No." Mo Yimo simply refused the proposal, and then continued to Nasu: "Apart from him, how many guys can I see?"
"Hmm..." Although she was terribly scared, but hearing Mo Yimo's question, Nao still looked out of the window very hard: "Three...no, five...ah, there are ten?"
"Miss is still as strong as ever." The middle-aged man sat down lazily on the seat, turned his head and said to the driver beside him, "Let's go, go to the main entrance."
The driver didn't speak, but his hands were already on the steering wheel.
"Let's go." Mo Yimo said lightly, "There is no other choice."
"Is the side door bad? Do you have to provoke everyone to see it?" The middle-aged man complained, watching the car turn a corner.
"Miss...don't like the position of the side door." Nasu said in a low voice, "She ordered someone to seal that side."
"Then you still spent so much money to open that door?" The middle-aged man's expression was distorted because of being too surprised: "I really can't understand the brain circuit of the eldest lady. Hey? Eldest young master, can you understand?"
As he said this, he turned around and looked at Mo Yimo.
Mo Yimo didn't speak, and the smile on his face faded a lot: "Sit down."
The middle-aged man rolled his eyes, took a long breath, and then slowly turned his body back.
"Young master..." Nao said softly from the side: "Can I ask you a question."
"You don't have to be so polite." Mo Yimo looked at her, and the smile on his face rose again, but the smile that didn't reach his eyes was at best an encouragement: "Ask."
"The reason why you have to come to Startop Casino is because of..." Nao hesitated for a moment, his hands that had never been let go, turned white at the moment because they were clenched too hard.
Mo Yimo smiled faintly, and looked at her quietly, as if waiting for the next sentence.
"The woman who made you drenched in the rain yesterday is being targeted by the young lady?" Nao swallowed, and finally said it.
The middle-aged man's body seemed to stiffen for a moment. He wanted to look at Mo Yimo through the rearview mirror, but he couldn't see anything due to the angle.
"Yes." Mo Yimo said lightly, "But I didn't come here just for her."
"Is she... very important." Nao's forehead was dripping with sweat: "For you."
This question seems to touch on privacy.
The middle-aged man secretly swallowed his saliva.
"No." Next, Mo Yimo's answer made him breathe a sigh of relief: "Why do you all think so?"
"Because it's too rare." Nao replied seriously: "I hope what you said is true, otherwise the eldest lady will see the flaw."
In the dimly lit carriage, Mo Yimo's expression was not really seen clearly.
Nao always felt that he was smiling, but she couldn't confirm whether what she saw was true.
"Young master, is it right here?" The driver's voice trembled, and at the same time the car came to a complete stop.
Mo Yimo glanced out the window indifferently: "Nasu."
"Yes." Nasu swallowed, then picked up the small umbrella placed on the side, and quickly got out of the car.
There was silence in the carriage, only the sound of raindrops hitting the glass echoed.
Two minutes later, someone tapped lightly on the car window outside: "Master, it's safe here."
"Ah..." It was not Mo Yimo who responded, but a middle-aged man.
He stretched and patted the back of the driver's shoulder: "Thank you."
After speaking, he opened the car door and got out of the car quickly.
Mo Yimo sat calmly until the middle-aged man held an umbrella and opened the car door for him: "Although it is safe, don't take it lightly."
Nao stood on one side, holding the handle of the umbrella nervously, while wrapping her sweater tightly around her body.
Mo Yimo didn't say anything, he got out of the car, picked up a gray woolen coat that was left on the car seat, and put it on: "Let's go."
The entrance of Startop Casino is not much different from ordinary entertainment venues.
Except for the weird smiling face of the clown at the top of the gate, no matter where you go, there is an illusion that it is staring at you.
This is really heartfelt.
"Young Master." The doorman is a tall man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but his figure is thin. The uniform is worn on him, which looks more like a bamboo pole: "You are here."
"Where is Missy?" The middle-aged man still looked lazy, but his voice was deep and undeniable.
The doorman grinned, and that smile was exactly the same as that of the clown above his head: "Miss has been waiting for you for a long time, please come with me."
The magnificent elevator has an area of about twenty square meters, so it is more than enough for four people to stand in it.
"Are there not many guests tonight?" Nao looked at the glass wall of the elevator, and the scenery of the entire C city was gradually revealed outside.
"Today is a limited number of customers." The doorman replied with a smile, and looked at Mo Yimo: "It's rare for the young master to come here once, and the young lady doesn't want anyone to spoil your elegance."
Mo Yimo's eyelids twitched suddenly: "Which guest broke the rules tonight?"
"There are no rules in Xingding." The doorman still smiled happily, but that smile made people shudder: "It's just that the guests are too happy."
"What did you do?" The middle-aged man stood behind Mo Yimo and asked coldly.
"Well, I don't know either!" The doorman replied respectfully, "I think it must have been dragged to the back alley in the rain?"
The middle-aged man didn't speak, he looked at Mo Yimo: "Young master, this..."
"It's not serious." Mo Yimo looked at the doorman indifferently: "It seems that something good happened today."
"After all, you are the one who came!" The doorman smiled, and he looked up at the numbers displayed on the screen.
Then his face changed suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out like bones, and suddenly pressed the bright red square button under the row of number keys.
"Squeak!" The harsh voice echoed in the elevator, and at the same time, the elevator shook violently from the bottom.
Nao exclaimed, and subconsciously grasped the built-in protective fence on one side.
Mo Yimo and the middle-aged man stood there calmly, watching the elevator gradually stabilize.
The doorman stood at the opened elevator door and said with a smile, "This way, please."