Annick looked at Norbey with a greasy face in disgust, took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, asking him to wipe it.

"Hello, Chief Annick, I didn't go to congratulate you when you took office. Is this a revenge? Please give me some advice. Our small industry cannot withstand the troubles of several people."

Killing didn't say much nonsense, and she spoke directly.

Annick sat down with Marlene, then said lazily, "What's going on, Mr. Killing, the four of us are just coming to your casino for entertainment, why are we revenge? By the way, it's not that we didn't come to congratulate us, so we deliberately made things difficult."

This is why the frivolous tone is clearly telling Killing that he is here to cause trouble.

Killing frowned slightly, and the two strong men above two yards tall were about to take a step forward, and then Killing decidedly stopped him. He raised his left finger and poked it on the right palm.

"You guys retreat, there is no need for service or protection here."

Several maids quickly turned off the fire and then exited the room with the bodyguards.

"Now you can make it open and honest. Chief Annick, what do you want? If you want gold pounds, I have provided several people with the highest specifications. Extraordinary power to participate in the lottery, which will make us lose a crushing defeat."

Killing took off his bearskin hat, and the heat on his head was like a fire, and it was different.

"First, we won the prize with our luck. Second, I know Mr. Killing, you have been living in Brugey for so many years, and you will have some tacit understanding. What I want is not difficult. Is a descendant of a blood clan missing near you a few days ago? You know, our immediate boss is a blood clan strongman. Unlike other blood clans who are indifferent to their ethnic groups, this strongman cares very much about the safety of the clans."

Annick said pretending to be mysterious, and then Merlin immediately became a supporting actor.

"The consultant does value the tribe members. After all, it is an old antique that has been fought all the way from the Millennium War, and has witnessed the passing of too many tribe members."

Killing heard the pupils shrink, her eyes rolled rapidly for a few times, as if she was making some judgments. Then she gritted her teeth and said.

"Several people, we really haven't found a descendant of the blood clan. This hasn't lie to you. If you don't believe it, you can search the entire casino once."

"That's a pity. Alas, the consultant probably has to demolish the entire Black Church area. I hope there are strong people of the same level to stop him." Annick continued to add weight to his psychological balance.

"That's hard. After all, the consultant is also the top ten of Kelanger's strong men. For some outsiders and Ronaldo, most of them no one will stop him."

Merlin sipped the spirits reasonably and said in a teasing tone.

Killing poured himself a large glass of strong wine, then closed his eyes and poured it down, as if he had made a decision.

"One week, give us one week, we promise to help you find that child. By the way, do you have specific photos and characteristics?"

This acting is really strong. I am afraid that it will be a week before I will continue to ask Dennis and make sure he doesn't know the inside story before I let him go.

Annick stopped complaining in his heart, and then acted with him seriously: "Friendly, short-lived eyes, fair skin and red eyes unique to the blood clan. I know that there are many powerful people from the Leaf Kingdom in the Black Church area. I hope they don't hurt Dennis by chance, otherwise, they will really be bloody."

When Killing heard this, she immediately pretended to be recording, repeated several adjectives from Annick, and continued.

"Okay, since this is the purpose, I will mobilize my hundreds of brothers to find you all over the street. This vampire named Dennis, oh, it's a blood clan."

"Then get rid of Mr. Killing."

Annick reached out and wanted to hold the small brown bear.

"There are helping each other."

Killing also stretched out her hand, holding her hands together in the air, and then making a slight sound.

Annick felt that he had a real brown paw in his hand, and huge force came from the tiger's mouth and the small ores. If he was just an ordinary person's hand, he would probably have broken bones.

However, this power has been completed in the superpower and

Annik, who has become a foundation-building and practicing the secret, seems to be completely insufficient, and he cannot even compare to General Granger.

Do you feel like you are holding a robot's palm? Annick smiled and increased his strength a little more. Killing's face began to turn red, and the entire VIP room began to shake slightly. Merlin hurriedly raised his wine glass that was about to overflow and drank a little.

In the end, Annick took the initiative to let go first and took the others' cash a few hundred pounds. Although he would make more money by cheating, he was very low-key, and Annick didn't plan to make things difficult for him here.

Killing pulled out his hand, he looked at his purple-red palms, then at Annik's white and jade-like, and said with a wry smile.

"Chief Annick, your hands are so strong."

"It's okay, I didn't have the energy to do it. Let's have a drink. It's not too late to finish it, so we retreat."

Annick found two empty glasses and poured them on himself and Marlene.

"I want to drink too?"

Marlene said reluctantly, Annick said close to her ear.

"The kraft paper bag is won by three hundred pounds. I told Norbet to win him. We will share the remaining two hundred pounds evenly, imagine extraordinary weapons."

When Marin heard this, she smiled happily and picked up the wine glass. After the five people on the scene clinked a glass, they each drank high-intensity vodka.

The cold wine was hot and stimulating the esophagus. Annick felt a little dizzy as soon as he drank it. Then he looked at Marlene next to him. As expected, the guy's hair began to slowly turn from golden to purple.

Do you need to switch out the personality of Mashu when you drink too much? Annick hurriedly put down the wine glass and helped Mashu to prevent her from falling down or getting drunk.

"Okay, we were disturbed by the sudden visit today, Mr. Merlin Norbet, we are leaving."

"I'll open the door for you. This lady is okay, she looks a bit strange."

Killing quickly opened the door for her private person, and took a special look at Maschurch, who was already a little confused and was walking in a crooked manner.

"The wine taste is poor, this child has a special physique. Finally, thank you for your hospitality."

After Annick finished explaining, he carried Mashu on his back and walked down the stairs.

Mascher's head leaned against Annick's back and became honest. If this guy hadn't had his face flushed, Annick would have suspected that she just didn't want to walk.

As soon as I walked out of the plaid club, I saw Arthur squatting beside the carriage and vomiting all over the floor. A plaid shirt on the side was helping to pat his back.

"It's your turn to drive."

"Why is it me again?"

Nolbe said dissatisfied.

"I've earned you two hundred pounds in this, is this a reason enough?"

After Annick finished speaking, he took out a kraft paper bag and swayed in front of him.

"Enough, Section Chief, you'll have enough to ask me to carry you back tonight."

Norbey smiled and helped Arthur up, then threw him into the carriage, and took the reins from the plaid shirt and climbed into the driver's seat.
Chapter completed!