Chapter 1587 1586 [A lackey under Mr. Shi!]

Macau Pier, stormy and stormy.

Ye Han stood in front of the pier, and his men helped hold an umbrella.

Ye Han bit the jade cigarette mouth in his mouth. Even though he was supported by an umbrella on his head, his shoulders were still wet by the rain floating in and the cigarettes he was biting.

Ye Han didn't notice that the cigarette was wet and could no longer smoke. He looked anxious and looked into the distance, hoping to see Hong Yaozong and others bringing people back.

It's been almost an hour.

If the person hasn't come back yet, there is only one reason, that is, something happened.

Ye Han became nervous.

At this time the sound of cars sounded.

Soon a familiar car came to the front, which was the car of Ye Han's confidant Huang Debiao.

Ye Han smiled. He spit out and bite the jade cigarette holder, allowing the precious cigarette holder to fall on the mud.

"Don't choose?" Yan Xiong smiled, smiling hideously, "Mr. Shi is a good person, but I am not! Everyone says that I am a smiling tiger. Even if the smile tiger is happy, it is a tiger. A tiger can bite people!"

"Hey, I'll finish talking! You can choose two ways!" Yan Xiong said that, biting a cigar and looking arrogantly at Ye Han.

"Now the surname Hong is ready to leave Macau and go back to the countryside of Hong Kong. As for the 14th K-K-K-door Master Qi, she has also been sent to the hospital! This time we can say that the entire army was wiped out!"

Even before the other party came in front of them, they had already felt the powerful aura of the convoy.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Soon, the thirteen cars turned into two long dragons and surrounded Ye Han and others tightly in the middle.

Ye Han came to the front of the Rolls-Royce luxury car. The door opened, but saw that it was not the Hong Kong tycoon Shi Zhijian in white, but a short and fat middle-aged man sitting inside.

As Yan Xiong finished speaking, the men in black took out their pistols from their arms.

At this moment, the two speculated that Hong Yaozong's action failed, and Shi Zhijian personally brought people to raise an army to question the crime.

The night!

Ye Han snorted coldly, and did not look at the men in black holding umbrellas and guns in the heavy rain, but looked at the black Rolls-Royce.

How do you compare with knives and trolls?

"Big Boss, what should I do?" Huang Debiao became nervous.

heavy rain!

"Let's go over!" Ye Han said to the people around him, walking towards Rolls-Royce.

If someone else had been furious, Yan Xiong laughed instead: "Wow, I didn't expect that I was so famous, even Master Ye knew my name! That's right, I am indeed a dog beside Mr. Shi, and I am super loyal. I will catch whoever he asks me to catch. After I catch it, I will bite it tightly, and I will never let go if I can't bite the flesh. Even if I let it go, I will bark like that! How about it, Master Ye, do you have anything else to ask?"

Huang Debiao looked pale.

The short and fat man tidied up his straight suit, then he spit out a smoke ring and looked at Ye Han and said, "Master Ye is right? Yan Xiong is here!"

Seeing this, Huang Debiao grabbed the umbrella, kicked him away, and then accompanied Ye Han toward Shi Zhijian.

"What if I don't choose?" Ye Han said coldly.

Ye Han was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Yan Xiong? The former four major detectives in Hong Kong, who is now known as the lackey of Shi Zhijian's sect?"

The luxury car, Rolls-Royce, is obviously higher in grade and stronger in momentum.

Suddenly, a subordinate suddenly pointed at the front and said, "Big Boss, look!"

In the current situation, even if Ye Han wanted to resist, it would be futile, because two rows of men in black got out of the dozen or so cars, all of whom were armed with guns and bullets, which was simply not comparable to ordinary people in the martial arts world.

"Just--" Ye Han pointed at Yan Xiong and said speechlessly.

The man bit a cigar in his mouth, looking like a tycoon. When he saw Ye Han and the others coming, the man waved his hand and someone came to open the umbrella.

Ye Han knew that the person sitting in the car must be Shi Zhijian.

When Ye Han heard this, he took a sip of the cigarette hard, and realized that the cigarette had been wet by the rain and could not be smoked.

"Big Boss, Shi Zhijian is cruel and ruthless. It seems we need to prepare!" Huang Debiao said worriedly.

Ye Han murmured in his heart: "Is Shi Zhijian here?"

Yan Xiong looked at the angry Ye Han, bit the cigar and vomited a smoke ring, and said contemptuously: "If Master Ye, you have nothing to ask, then I will say a few words first!" He bouncing the cigar, "Now you have two choices. First, come in with me to see Mr. Shi, and kneel down after seeing him, begging him to spare his life! Mr. Shi is kind-hearted, he will definitely let you go. After tonight, you are still the famous gambling saint Ye Han in Macau. No one dares to look down on you!"

"Big Boss, we--" Huang Debiao was about to speak, but Ye Han stopped him with gesture.

Ye Han's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he had guessed correctly.

The short and fat man got out of the car, and someone helped him hold an umbrella above his head, and no drop of rain could pour him on his body.

It's about to break out!

Ye Han's body shook for a while.

Ye Han and Huang Debiao hurriedly looked forward, but saw a headlight appearing and falling in the wind and rain. Then dozens of headlights were followed.

Huang Debiao got out of the car and walked quickly to Ye Han: "What happened, big man!"

Ye Han didn't say anything, but his mind was turning rapidly.

"The second road," Yan Xiong narrowed his eyes, "You bought a boat ticket to Hong Kong for Mr. Shi. Mr. Shi remembered your kindness and exchanged gifts, and also bought a plane ticket to Las Vegas, USA tonight! The American casino Las Vegas is very suitable for you, at least there are bets everywhere!"

Ye Han and others suddenly became nervous.

pistol!

Huang Debiao was even more surprised and said: "Oh no, we can't escape!"

They are not fools, they know clearly that this level is a "gate of hell" tonight. Whether they can pass by depends on how Ye Han chooses.

The umbrella man was a little scared.

Ye Han's other subordinates were also trembling all over.

Huang Debiao nervously told the story of Hong Yaozong and his friends' failure in action.

"How is it, Master Ye, do you want to teach you how to choose?" Yan Xiong shook his shoulders proudly, smiling.

Ye Han lowered his head and took out the cigarette and lit it, spit out a sip of smoke, then looked up slightly at the rain and night sky above, and finally looked at Yan Xiong: "Shi Zhijian wants you to do this?" After saying that, he glanced at the men in black for a week.

Yan Xiong's face, which was originally smiling, slightly restrained his expression. He gently flicked the cigar clipped with his fingers and said, "Who is Mr. Shi? Of course, he will not give instructions or do such things. It is all done by me alone!"

"In fact, there is no need for Mr. Shi to deal with a gangster who is a veteran who is willing to make peace with you. He is worthy of you! He is willing to come to Macau to compete with you, which is to give you face! But you, the Macau people, think that Mr. Shi is polite to you, and he is toothless. He only knows how to show his prestige in Hong Kong. When he comes to Macau, he is nothing! Now I will tell you on behalf of Mr. Shi that whether it is Hong Kong or Macau, it is Mr. Shi in the world!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!