After speaking, the old white man waved his hand to a bodyguard behind him: "Go and bring those nine people."
"Yes! Boss!" As soon as the bodyguard walked out, Ye Tianming, Shen Lang and Qian Chuan were escorted up.
Ye Tianming looked at the old white man in front of him and smiled, "Are you the boss of Pyramid?"
The old white man took a sip of red wine and said, "You can call me James."
"Excuse me, Mr. James, do you need help if you invite us?" Ye Tianming asked very seriously.
James shook the wine glass in his hand, "You broke the rules of the casino, do you know the consequences?"
Ye Tianming pretended to be surprised and said: "Mr. James, you won't really chop off my hands."
"Cut off your hands? Not only did they smoke thousands at my place, but they also killed my guests. You still want to leave alive?" Zhenmusi drank the red wine in one gulp.
Ye Tianming pursed his lips, "You want to kill me?"
"The only way you want to leave alive is to join my game."
"Haha,,,," Ye Tianming burst into laughter, "A game has just ended, and just when I felt lonely, someone found me to play games again. But,,,,," the tone suddenly changed, "If I don't
Are you willing to play?"
"Then there is only death." After James said that, the white man standing at the door came in and put a gun to Ye Tianming's head.
Ye Tianming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a red light flashed in his eyes, "Then how to play this game?"
"This is a hunter game. There will be ten people participating in each game. These ten people come from all over the world. There are killers, actors, students, and murderers. The rule is that the ten of you will hunt each other. In the end,
Only one can survive, and the one who survives in the end, we will give him two million dollars and send him to leave the United States."
Ye Tianming said coldly: "What kind of bullshit killing game is this? Do you rich people have this kind of hobby?"
"No, no, no, let me tell you a secret. The Hunter game has appeared since the end of World War II in the last century. It was initiated by Edward, the five-star general of the U.S. Army at that time. The participants were all very famous and upper-class people at the time.
The only purpose of participating in the game is to bet that everyone will pick the person they think will survive in the end and bet heavily." At this point, James glanced at Ye Tianming, "You are Chinese, there is a name you should have heard of Brandon Lee.
Li Guohao, Bruce Lee's son, he died in this game."
At this moment, someone at the door said: "Boss! I have already brought you."
Ye Tianming didn't pay attention to the gun behind his head at all. He turned around and saw nine people walking in, some were white, some were black, and some had the same oriental faces as him.
Ye Tianming's eyes passed over everyone's face, and finally stopped on the face of a young man in his 20s. "Chinese?" The young man's eyes showed a trace of fear, and he nodded as he looked at Ye Tianming.
Ye Tianming smiled and said, "You are so lucky." After saying that, he turned back and walked to James, "You guys like to play games, and I like it too, Ye Tianming, but as long as I participate in the game, I will decide the rules, so I decide the rules in this room."