1888. Chapter one thousand eight hundred eighty-eight lucky
After listening to Chris' remarks, Flanglica and Rafal were both shocked.
They did have that kind of thought.
One of the rules of the underground world is to revenge.
If the enemy is hit by the door, the earth is turned upside down, the casualties are in chaos, and if they do not retaliate, how will the gods gain a foothold in the underground world in the future?
Flanlica and Rafal looked at each other, and the former frowned and asked, "What does your majesty mean? Let us swallow our anger and pretend that nothing has happened?"
"Of course not."
Chris seemed to have expected Flangerka to ask this question, and calmly replied: "We can issue a reward to let those killers or assassins chase money do our business, but there is no need to send our own people to die."
The other two became increasingly confused.
Chris's words seem to be contradictory.
You are not allowed to make small moves, and you can also post rewards. What is the difference between the two?
Chrischa said his words and decided to make the words more blunt: "Who is Lin Chong's opponent besides His Majesty?"
A gloomy flashed in Flanglica's eyes and she slowly shook her head.
"We can kidnap his relatives, or poison him. Even if we can't kill him, we will regret it." Rafal clenched his fists and said viciously.
"madness."
Chris glanced at Rafal: "Who do you think our enemy is? Kidnapping, assassination, poisoning and other despicable means will only completely anger him and cause a more intense rebound, just like this time."
"He already knows that Maracas is our base camp. If he sneaks in next time, can you guarantee to find him? What if he assassinates us one by one with the same idea as you?"
"Put your narrow-mindedness and arrogance, use your brain more often, and don't be like a reckless man who only knows how to fight."
Faced with Chris' unceremonious sarcasm and sarcasm, Rafal's face turned pale and embarrassing, but he could not refute it.
Flanglica's expression is also a bit bad.
"That...we can't just admit it, right?" Flangerka said hard.
"That's why I said I should make a long-term plan."
Chris slowed down and said, "Two, I know you feel embarrassed, but I am the same. However, taking reckless actions without being sure will only repeat the same mistakes."
"......All right."
Flanglica suddenly became like a deflated ball, and she became listless.
"The current top priority is to stabilize people's hearts, take stock of losses, and block news to prevent them from being exploited by those who are interested."
Chris's eyes were cold and he said slowly: "You don't have to be pessimistic. As long as His Majesty the God Emperor is still here, our status will be as stable as Mount Tai. Let Lin Chong live a few more days, and he will die at our hands sooner or later!"
Flanglica and Rafael nodded slowly.
"By the way, there is another thing. Many casinos have opened a quit when it comes to Ogel and Lin Chong's betting. Now that Ogel is dead, what do you plan to deal with it?" Flanlica suddenly asked.
Chris narrowed his eyes: "There must be many people who bet Ogle won, right?"
"That's right."
"Then follow the rules and do not interfere."
Chris said lightly: "It's just right to take the opportunity to make a big profit and make up for the losses. Just consider it Ogel's final contribution to the Gods."
Half a day later, Maracas.
Although fierce battles broke out before, this sin city was not affected at all.
The casino is still very lively, and the red light district is still welcoming and seeing off. Anyway, those big guys are completely incompatible with them.
The only difference is that people talk about more topics after dinner.
"Have you heard that? His Excellency Ogle and His Excellency Ellington were killed by Mr. Mu at the Dome Arena."
"Haha, you asked the right person. I was in the Dome Arena at that time. I saw with my own eyes that Mr. Mu's head was blown out by Mr. Mu, and his brain was flying everywhere. Tsk, it's so miserable."
"Mr. Mu is really that awesome?"
"It's not just amazing, it's not like humans. Have you ever seen humans catch bullets with empty hands? Have you ever seen humans' bodies be hit by bullets without any injury?"
"I haven't seen it before."
"I have seen it in Mr. Mu. Moreover, in the arena, in addition to Ogle and Ellington, there are many great figures, including Lord Franlica, King of the Storm, Fiona, and Lord Ksma of the Wisdom. However, even if they attack Mr. Mu together, he would escape!"
"hiss!"
"This time the gods will definitely suffer a big loss, but it has nothing to do with us anyway. Alas, it's a pity that my money was wasted. I had known that Mr. Mu would have won, so I would definitely make a big profit now... Damn, what the second god master is really useless!"
"Shh, whisper, do you want to die? Let's go, I'll invite you to drink."
Wanle Palace Casino.
As a very few lucky guys who bet on the right treasure, Susan looked at the huge sum of money that was extra out of thin air in her account, and she became dizzy and felt very unreal.
Did Mr. Mu really win?
Has she really become a millionaire?
Susan was afraid that she was dreaming, so she raised her hand and patted her cheek a few times.
A scorching pain came from her face, and she immediately showed a happy smile, and her heart was filled with joy.
Seeing this, the colleague standing next to him couldn't help but curl his lips, his expression full of envy and jealousy.
"How do you know that Mr. Mu will win?" his colleague stared at Susan's beautiful eyes and asked curiously.
Susan thought seriously for a while: "Intuition."
“…”
Regarding this panacea-like answer, my colleague didn't know how to respond, and finally changed the topic a little stiffly: "What are you going to do next? Do you continue to work in the casino?"
"No, I'm going home."
Susan shook her head decisively: "I'll leave tomorrow."
The colleague opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.
"My dream is to open a flower shop of my own. In order to pay off my debts, I had to work in a casino. Now I have finally saved enough money."
Susan whispered: "Although Maracas is prosperous, it is not a place where ordinary people like me should stay."
"you're right."
The colleague nodded in a complicated mood: "Congratulations on your dream coming true."
"Thank you."
Susan smiled and thanked her, but an Asian face appeared in her mind.
She said silently in her heart: "Mr. Mu, thank you for your help. I am finally going home. I hope we will have a chance to meet again in the future."
There are actually quite a few people who are as grateful to Lin Chong like Susan.
For example, major casinos, because Lin Chong was shocked to kill Ogle, they made a lot of money.
In addition, Simon Cavendish, who made a lot of money.
Simon bets all his wealth on Lin Chong.
Chapter completed!