"You … what are you going to do?" Klass was shocked when he saw a pistol suddenly appear in Yang Ming's hand. Of course, he was nervous. Is this Yang Ming going to kill me out of anger after seeing that I still want to gamble?
Smith's men were also shocked. When they saw Yang Ming holding a gun, they quickly took out their pistols and aimed at Yang Ming!
"Why are you so nervous?" Yang Ming raised his head and glanced at the crowd faintly.
Everyone thought, Isn't it obvious that you're holding a pistol and asking others why they're nervous? How can we be nervous if you don't hold a gun?
"I'm just looking for a prop for gambling." Yang Ming said indifferently, "Since Mr. Klass likes adventure and excitement so much, how can I not let you do as you wish? Since it's a bet of life, then let's play something more exciting! "
"What are you trying to say?!" Klass looked at Yang Ming coldly, faintly feeling that something was wrong.
"Have you seen the Bund? There was an episode where Xu Wenqiang and Feng Jingyao gambled in this way. " As Yang Ming spoke, he opened the drum of the pistol and poured out all the bullets inside. Then, he casually picked one up and put it in. Then, he quickly moved the drum and made it spin rapidly. Then, he quickly reassembled the drum. Even with Klass's eyesight, he couldn't see where the bullet was spinning at this speed.
Klass's expression changed. He naturally knew how Yang Ming was going to gamble. He had seen the Bund before. Even if he hadn't seen it, he understood what Yang Ming was going to do after seeing what Yang Ming was doing at this moment!
One bullet, one shot in turn. Whoever touched the bullet would be unlucky.
In fact, Yang Ming had already thought of this method when he first entered the private room. He made this decision because he saw a revolver on Smith's waist.
Nowadays, revolvers were rarely used. Whether it was Klass's men or Smith's men, they all had automatic pistols in their pockets.
Although some countries and armies still used revolvers, it was undeniable that the invention of the revolver in the last century had become history. The revolver was created in 1835. It was a revolver improved by the American Samuel Colt and obtained a British patent. This gun was considered to be the first revolver that was truly widely used. The revolver of a revolver usually had five to six bullet nests that acted as both magazines and chambers. The bullets were loaded in the nests, and when the revolver rotated, the bullets could be fired one by one against the barrel, ready to be fired.
At that time, many sheriffs and cowboys had revolvers on their waists. It was a very eye-catching scene.
However, in Yang Ming's opinion, Smith's revolver was obviously a pretentious act or a cowboy. In an emergency situation like a casino, automatic pistols were obviously more useful than revolvers.
However, as the head of the security department, Smith only needed automatic pistols. As the boss, he could show off. Unfortunately, he was used by Yang Ming.
"Mr. Yang, what you mean is that we use this pistol …" Klass didn't expect Yang Ming to be so crazy.
"Hehe, you want excitement. I think this is the most exciting!" Yang Ming said faintly, "Why? Is Mr. Klass scared?"
"Scared? What a joke! I like excitement the most! "Klass said against his will as he was pushed back by Yang Ming.
"Well, if that's the case, then let's each take a shot?" Yang Ming looked at Klass, "Which one of us will go first?"
Everyone present was dumbfounded. Although they had seen similar plots in movies, they had never seen someone play like this in reality! This is simply crazy!
Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang were also dumbfounded. They didn't expect Yang Ming to be so ruthless. He played a bigger game right from the start!
Even Smith didn't expect things to turn out like this. He knew the truth. Klass's so-called love of adventure and excitement was all nonsense. He was the honorary part-time consultant of the casino. How could he like adventure and excitement?
Klass was under a lot of psychological pressure at the moment. He had shot himself in the foot. This feeling was very bad. Klass sighed. It was not impossible to retreat at this time. He originally thought of dragging it out until his people outside the door sent him a signal to come in and deal with Yang Ming. He wouldn't take this risk.
After all, the risk of playing with guns was too great. One mistake and he would really die. It would be fine if Yang Ming died, but if he died, what was the point of playing?
However, until now, his people had not contacted him. This made Klass very angry. Why are these people so inefficient? Didn't we agree on this long ago? After he entered the casino, they were going to ambush him in the casino on the first floor. After the ambush was done, they would text him.
But so far, Klass had not received any text messages.
Damn, these people dropped the ball at the last moment. After this matter is over, I must impeach them with the boss!
But there was no other way. No matter how angry Klass was, it was useless. Fortunately, he had prepared a second plan. He didn't hang himself on a single tree.
Thinking of this, Klass could only quickly press the send button on his mobile phone and send out the pre-edited text message. He asked his second team to come quickly and be ready to act at any time.
What Klass didn't know was that the people he had ambushed in the casino lobby had long been found out by Golden Bull and others. They were secretly taken away and killed. In the hall, it was naturally easy for the Golden Bull to distinguish who was here for fun and who was here with a purpose. Especially those whose eyes were always drifting towards the third private room, the Golden Bull picked them out one by one. This was also the reason why Klass had not received any news so far. Since the person had been killed, the corpse naturally would not send a message.
However, Klass also ambushed a special force outside the casino in order to come to the rescue in an emergency. These people were more blatant than those in the lobby. These people were fully armed with guns. They were waiting for Klass's order to rush directly into the casino's private room to kill people.
"We have received the order. Everyone is on standby and ready to go!" The captain of the special force, who was lying in ambush outside the casino, glanced at the message on his mobile phone and then ordered his men.
"Yes!" These special force members were all well-trained. They quickly organized their formation and were ready to act.
However, just as these people were about to set off, an accident happened.
"Raise your hands, or we won't be polite!" Wang Peng had been eyeing this group of people for a long time, but seeing that this group of people had no intention of going further, Wang Peng didn't care about them.
As a result, Wang Peng suddenly saw the leader start to gather his men after glancing at his mobile phone. Naturally, Wang Peng couldn't sit idly by. He directly called his men to surround them.
The members of the special force didn't hold their guns in their hands because they were on standby. As a result, it was too late to take out their guns at this time. With the muzzles pointed at them, these people could only raise their hands gloomily.
"Come with us," Wang Peng said indifferently. With a wave of his hand, these people were stripped of their weapons and escorted to a bus that had already been prepared.
In the private room, Klass wanted to curse. What the hell is going on with these people? The members of the assassination group that I arranged didn't move at all. As for the special force, I sent a short message to them, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea.
Looking at Yang Ming's aggressive gaze, Klass knew that he couldn't delay any longer. He wanted to hint to Smith to make a move on Yang Ming, but he was afraid that Yang Ming would be alerted. He heard that Yang Ming's skills were also good. He had seen it with his own eyes yesterday. Before he had absolute confidence, Klass didn't dare to act rashly!
Just based on the fact that Yang Ming dared to come here alone and allowed Smith and him to bring people in, Klass knew that Yang Ming must have a way to protect himself. That was why he arranged for other people to deal with Yang Ming.
But now … Klass had no other choice. He braced himself and said, "Then you go first."
"Oh, okay," Yang Ming nodded blankly, picked up the gun, and shot his temple.
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