"Fun?" Yang Ming raised his eyelids faintly. "You think this is fun?"
"Yeah, I already said that I want to pursue excitement. Normal games can no longer give me any feelings. Only when I control the life and death of others can I be excited!" Klass said solemnly, "Of course, you can choose not to gamble. I won't force others to do anything. You can leave now."
"If I leave, what about my friends?" Yang Ming curled his lips. What Klass said was simply nonsense. He knew that since he was here, it was impossible for him to leave alone.
"They … I'm sorry. They lost their lives. I will be responsible for the harvest." Klass said as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, "Unless someone gambles with me for them."
As he spoke, Yang Ming began to think of countermeasures in his heart. Of course, Yang Ming was confident that he could kill everyone in this room directly. He could also kill these people while leaving Klass alive. Then, he could find Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang through him.
Since Klass could talk to him confidently here, Yang Ming also believed that he was not a fool. Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang had probably been transferred to other places and would not be in the casino.
Of course, although Yang Ming was confident that he could subdue Klass and make him tell the truth, Yang Ming was afraid that Klass was also a pawn who was pushed to the front. If he controlled Klass, Klass might not know anything, or the person behind him might not care about him at all. This would be self-defeating.
The reason why Yang Ming was so cautious was that he felt that this matter was very strange from the beginning. It was not a normal kind of strangeness. Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang came to the casino to play, and they encountered a madman who gambled with his life?
If he was really as rich as Klass said, and Smith respected him so much, he must be a VIP in this casino. How could he have an intersection with Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang?
This kind of big gambler gambled in the VIP room upstairs. Tourists like Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang could only play in the lobby on the first floor at most. He didn't get along well with Klass, so it was obvious that something was wrong.
After figuring out the crux of the matter and the gains and losses, Yang Ming was not ready to launch an attack directly. He was ready to see what other tricks Klass could play later.
"Oh, gambling with your life? That's easy. I'm best at gambling with my life." Yang Ming's words were so shocking that Klass was shocked.
He originally thought that Yang Ming would back down, and even if he agreed, he would do so reluctantly. He was very afraid, but he didn't expect Yang Ming to say that gambling with his life was good, and that he was best at gambling with his life …
Could it be that this guy was also a lunatic? Klass hesitated for a moment, but he thought to himself, This kid is probably just putting on an act. Why should I be afraid of him? Thus, he said, "That's very good. Since that's the case, and you don't have any objections, we'll meet here tomorrow at nine o 'clock sharp. Of course, you can choose not to come. "
"Nine o 'clock tomorrow, right? Sure. "Yang Ming immediately agreed. Gambling? Yang Ming had never been afraid of anyone … If it was something else, Yang Ming would not be afraid at all.
After Yang Ming finished speaking, he ignored Klass, stood up, and prepared to go out. Klass didn't say anything, but Smith's expression was a little ugly. He had called his men over and surrounded Yang Ming to show him who was the boss. He was very unhappy with Yang Ming's calm expression. When it came to him, who wasn't cautious?
"Ahem!" Smith coughed twice, hinting to his men to teach Yang Ming a lesson.
"Kid, are you leaving just like that?" A big black man blocked in front of Yang Ming.
"What else?" Yang Ming asked faintly. He naturally heard Smith's cough and knew that this was Smith's hint.
"The matter between you and Mr. Klass has been settled, but the commission your friend owes the casino has not been settled yet!" Smith said very unhappily. He felt very humiliated by Yang Ming's attitude.
"Commission?" Yang Ming looked back at Smith coldly, "Isn't the casino's commission taken from the winner? You can ask Klass for it. "
After that, Yang Ming walked forward. The big black man didn't get Smith's permission, so naturally, he couldn't let Yang Ming go. He blocked in front of Yang Ming like an iron tower.
"Get lost." Yang Ming frowned, grabbed the big black man's collar, and gently threw him to the side. The big black man's huge body was thrown out like a cannonball. He landed directly on the wall three meters away, making a loud noise. The big black man immediately collapsed to the ground. He fainted directly because his head hit the wall.
After doing this, Yang Ming didn't look at Smith's reaction. He opened the door and went out directly.
Smith's eyes widened. He didn't expect Yang Ming to be so awesome. It seemed like a casual push, but he could throw a two hundred kilogram big man out. Is he still a human?
In fact, the black man's body was big and strong. Yang Ming looked smaller than him. In the end, Yang Ming picked him up with one hand. What kind of strength is this?!
"Damn it!" Smith wanted to show off his strength to Yang Ming, but he didn't expect to be shown off his strength by Yang Ming. Smith was a little unwilling, "I have to find someone to teach this kid a lesson!"
With that said, Smith wanted to instruct his men, but he was interrupted by Klass on the side, "Smith, don't mess around. If you mess up our boss's important matter, not to mention you, even your casino's boss won't be able to bear the consequences!"
"Yes … yes … Mr. Klass, I'm just saying it casually. Don't be angry …" Smith was shocked and suddenly woke up. He was cooperating with Mr. Klass, so he couldn't be impulsive. If he messed up the important matter, then he would be finished!
Smith also faintly knew that Klass's background was not simple. Even the big boss of his own casino had to be wary of him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the risk of being investigated by the management to help Klass detain the hostages.
Although the hostages had been transferred to other places, the casino still had an unshirkable responsibility. But the boss could actually take the risk of damaging the casino's reputation and still help the person behind Klass. This explained the problem.
"Don't worry. I won't let him leave here alive tomorrow," Klass said with a sneer.
"That's right. Mr. Klass's gambling skills are invincible. Even our casino's consultants are no match for him!" Smith said flatteringly.
After Yang Ming left the room, although he kept walking in the direction of the casino's entrance, he didn't stay idle. Since he had already noticed that something was wrong with this matter, Yang Ming directly used his special ability to lock onto the situation in the security manager's office.
After seeing the conversation between Smith and Klass, Yang Ming's heart trembled. He secretly felt lucky that he didn't act rashly after careful analysis. There really is someone behind Klass. If I had taken him down today, I wouldn't have been able to get anything out of him. Instead, I would have harmed Zhang Bin.
But, what is the purpose of these people doing this? Is it just to seek excitement? Yang Ming didn't believe his words at all. On the surface, this matter seemed to be provoked by Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang. These people seemed to be targeting the two of them.
However, Yang Ming felt that this matter was not so simple. If his intuition was not wrong, this Klass seemed to be targeting him, especially his last sentence, "Don't worry. I won't let him leave here alive tomorrow." Yang Ming was stunned for a moment before he realized it.
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