The finals officially began. Liang Yong sat down at the gaming table for the first time, but he greeted the other people enthusiastically like a master. This caused a few people to smile awkwardly, and helplessly reached out to shake hands with him. When he got to the gaming table, it was life and death. A desperate fight, nothing close to it.

Bruce was naturally too lazy to pay any attention to Liang Yong, looking resentful as if he was eating his flesh and drinking his blood.

Liang Yong was secretly paying attention to Azabi. When the two held their palms together, Liang Yong felt an unprecedented coldness. This man's hands were no different from those of a dead person. He couldn't even feel the blood flowing in his palms. He was just a dead person. , even when facing the ghosts of the hungry ghost realm, there is no such empty feeling.

Damn it, there really isn't a dead person sitting across from me. This is too bad luck.

The gambling game started. First, the dealer displayed the game equipment and asked everyone to check and cut the cards. Then, the hole cards were dealt to everyone. In the first round, Liang Yong had the highest upright card in front of him, and the dealer asked him to speak.

"Ten thousand," Liang Yong said lazily, searching for a while in the pile of chips in front of him, and then asked in confusion: "Why are there no chips of ten thousand here?"

"Mr. Liang, the lowest gambling chip is 100,000, so the minimum is 100,000," the croupier explained politely.

Everyone is glaring at me one after another. They are fighting desperately and have no time to listen to your jokes and nonsense.

"Ah, then I won't bid anymore. I only have one trump card," Liang Yong said with a regretful look on his face. He showed his cards to everyone, looking like he was very unlucky.

It was Bruce's turn to speak. This time he did not dare to be as arrogant as in the preliminary round. He threw out one million chips with the purpose of observing his opponent first.

Another person abstained, and the remaining three people repeatedly increased their bets for two rounds, which meant that the opening cards were compared. Bruce won the first round with a total of less than 5 million chips, which was a very small round.

The next gambling game was still boring. Everyone was cautious and tentative, betting according to the cards, and did not show their true strength to fight. They were all observing their opponents secretly. The situation was calm, and the wins and losses were very small.

However, everyone is very patient. There is no time limit in the finals until the final victory. Now, the gambling game is still going on. After watching the gambling game for a while, King Kong can't stand it anymore. This boring game makes him feel bored. Cong Liang He jumped off his shoulders and wandered around the hall looking for food. After wandering around, he left the hall and didn't come back for a long time.

…

A TV station's interview helicopter slowly sailed to the rooftop of the hotel, and the cameras above stretched out to take pictures.

"Hey, this is a private residence, no filming is allowed," two armed security guards on the rooftop shouted, waving to the helicopter. After tonight's gambling began, the two highest floors of the MGM Hotel, 61 and 62, were completely closed. , there are also four retired special forces security guards on the rooftop.

The helicopter did not obey the order to leave, but continued to approach slowly. A sexy woman wearing black denim leather pants and only a bra stretched out her upper body from the cabin and said in a cooing voice: "Handsome man, I am the sky. The TV reporter only took a few shots,"

Upon seeing this, the security guard immediately relaxed his vigilance, his eyes showed an anxious look, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was pressed to the ground.

"Haha, what a pretty girl, I can let you down for filming, but the helicopter can't be parked above the rooftop," the security guard teased with a lewd smile. That woman is so alluring, with big boobs, three-dimensional sexy facial features, and thick vagina Her bright red lips showed that she was a soft thing on the bed.

"Hee hee, okay, I'll come down right away," the beauty laughed happily and even winked at the security guard from time to time.

The helicopter descended even lower, hovering at a height of more than two meters above the rooftop. A ladder hung down. The beauty, holding a compact camera in her hand, twisted her waist and raised her buttocks to get down the ladder very flexibly.

"Ah, this...can't..." The security guard was joking. He didn't want people to actually come down, so he stood there for a while.

Two more security guards came over and asked loudly: "What's going on?"

"The TV station was filming the scenery on site, and it was a beautiful reporter..." the security guard explained. When his companion came over, he was calm and evil thoughts were rising again. He looked at the beautiful woman again with a look of obsession.

"Hello, handsome guy," the beautiful woman came over with an ambiguous smile, licking her lips with the tip of her tongue.

“Exactly on point,”

"Slut,"

"Wow, the scenery here is so beautiful," the beauty said, holding up a camera to shoot at the four corners of the rooftop.

When the camera was focused on the last security guard at the entrance of the corridor, he gently pressed a button on the camera with his finger. There was a soft sound of "pop," and a bullet was shot out, blasting a bloody hole in the security guard's forehead...

"Ah, no," the three security guards exclaimed together when they heard the abnormal noise, but it was too late to make a counterattack. A string of submachine gun bullets were fired from the helicopter cabin, beating the three of them into a hornet's nest.

They are good special forces, but after many years of retirement, their keen senses on the battlefield have long been corrupted by the drunken gambling life. From the sight of beautiful women who look like pigs, they know that they are just a group of mighty trash.

Seven or eight soldiers in camouflage uniforms quickly jumped out from the helicopter, all of them were fully armed. The leader ordered into the headset: "No. 3, control the monitoring room and erase the video on the rooftop."

Others quickly dragged the body to the shadow of the corridor, and the helicopter quietly took off and left.

The beauty was already standing at the entrance of the corridor. She stretched out her long fingers with blood-red nails, dipped a drop of blood on the forehead of the dead security guard and wiped it on her lips. A cold smile appeared on her face: "Hehe, it's still hot."

It makes people naturally think of the bloodthirsty witch.

In the monitoring room on the 61st floor, two men were taking off their waiter uniforms, taking off the staff's clothes from the two corpses on the ground and putting them on. At this time, the surveillance picture on the top floor had turned into a frozen and calm picture.

…

At the same time, in a room in the high-rise building opposite, three tall, expressionless men were monitoring everything on the hotel rooftop through high-powered binoculars. In the center of the room, an elongated and huge sniper rifle was set up, controlled by a guy with a sinister face.

"Master, they have already taken action. When will we attack?" asked a man with a scar on his face.

"Let them do it first. These people are very skilled. They might be able to kill Liang Yong, saving us the trouble of doing it ourselves," William smiled evilly.

"But the ghosts will be fine inside, right? It's the ultimate weapon we spent a lot of money to develop," the subordinate said worriedly.
Chapter completed!