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Chapter 1748

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"This kid's tone is really big, huh?" Govisik listened to Batterton's words, but he didn't care because Smith had already said something similar when he reported to him before. So, Govisik was a little accustomed to hearing it for the second time.

As for Batterton's previous lame reasons, Govisik didn't think much about it, so he didn't doubt it.

"Yeah, that's what he said! He also told me not to meddle in other people's business. Otherwise, he won't be polite to me! " Batterton smiled bitterly, "Mr. Govisik, you also know that I'm in the hotel business. Naturally, I'm not very strong. I don't dare to offend such a person!"

"En, I got it. In that case, you don't have to worry about it. I'll deal with him!" said Govisik.

"Okay, I was afraid that he would trouble me, so I changed him to the luxurious VIP room on the top floor. When you come, you can find him!" Batterton said, "He's in private room number one."

"En, I got it." Govisik found it funny in his heart. Isn't this Batterton too cowardly? He is scared to this extent with just a few words. Not only did he not dare to meddle, but he also changed him to the best private room.

"Well, I won't intervene in this matter." Batterton expressed his attitude.

Govisik thought, I told you not to intervene. Since you don't care about your hotel, I can go and cause trouble with confidence!

After hanging up the phone, Govisik dialed the number of the Guillotine Gang's boss, "Headless Wolf." This "Headless Wolf" was just a nickname. He was an Indian who was usually in charge of the daily affairs of the Guillotine Gang. He was actually Govisik's spokesperson.

"Headless Wolf, immediately send someone to the Douglas Vast Hotel and catch Yang Ming for me!" Govisik instructed. In his opinion, this matter was simply a piece of cake.

"Yes, Mr. Govisik!" Headless Wolf was very respectful to Govisik. Although the Guillotine Gang had a gray income, as a new gang, they were constantly recruiting. How could that gray income be enough? If it wasn't for Govisik's support, they would have been swallowed up by other gangs.

Headless Wolf was very excited to be the leader of a rapidly developing gang. He felt that he had to do everything Govisik instructed him to win Govisik's support and trust. Only then would he be able to stay in this position for a long time.

After receiving Govisik's order, Headless Wolf ordered his confidant, Mike, to take ten of his men in two commercial vehicles and set off for the Douglas Vast Hotel.

In his opinion, it was already very good to send Mike to capture a person. Mike was his confidant and had a high position in the gang. He could be considered a small captain under him.

All of them wore black suits and white gloves. The Guillotine Gang had sufficient funds, and Govisik also attached great importance to these external things. Therefore, the attire of these subordinates was comparable to those of world-class gangs.

The car stopped at the entrance of the Douglas Vast Hotel. Mike, dressed in casual clothes, walked into the hotel lobby with ten burly men following behind him.

Previously, Batterton had gone downstairs after making the phone call. He stood in the hotel lobby and waited for Govisik's men to arrive. Batterton's expression suddenly tightened when he saw a young man in casual clothes walking in with ten burly men.

He knew this Mike. He was a confidant of the Guillotine Gang's boss, Headless Wolf. Batterton had seen him at a banquet before.

"Mr. Mike, you're here?" Batterton immediately greeted him.

"En, the boss asked me to arrest someone. Please forgive me, Mr. Batterton." Although Mike said a polite sentence, his expression was still cold.

"It's okay. I have already said that I won't interfere in this matter." Batterton didn't care. After all, these people were not good people. He didn't care about their attitudes.

"Where is he?" asked Mike.

"He's on the top floor of the hotel, private room one." Batterton said, "You can go up from the elevator over there."

"Okay, I got it. There's nothing for you to do here." Mike waved his hand and walked into the elevator with his men.

Looking at the slowly rising elevator, Batterton breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly picked up the intercom at the front desk and dialed the number in Yang Ming's room.

"Hello? Mr. Yang? I'm Batterton. Govisik's men are here. They are from the Guillotine Gang. A man named Mike is leading the team. He has brought ten men! "Batterton reported to Yang Ming.

"En, I got it. Thank you," said Yang Ming lightly.

After that, Yang Ming hung up Batterton's phone and dialed Golden Bull's room number three.

"Golden Bull, it's me." Golden Bull didn't speak after picking up the phone, so Yang Ming spoke first.

"Hello, leader!" Golden Bull replied immediately. He had always maintained a cautious attitude when he was outside, so he was the same when he answered the phone. He wouldn't make a sound before he figured out the identity of the other party.

"Ten people will come up in a while … En, eleven people. You go and deal with them, and then leave the leader to see me." Yang Ming instructed Golden Bull.

"Yes, leader!" After Golden Bull accepted the order, he walked to the door of the room and looked at the movements in the corridor through the peephole on the door.

After a while, he heard the sound of the elevator door opening, followed by a burst of footsteps. Golden Bull saw a young man in casual clothes coming over with a few black-shirted macho men.

Golden Bull opened his room door and walked out.

Mike was also stunned when Golden Bull suddenly came out of Private Room No. 3. He had seen Yang Ming's photo before and knew that Yang Ming was in Private Room No. 1, so the person who came out of Private Room No. 3 was definitely not Yang Ming.

However, Mike still asked, "What are you doing?"

Golden Bull smiled. I haven't asked him yet, but he asked me first.

"I'm waiting for you here." Golden Bull said faintly.

"En?" Mike was stunned, then he felt that something was wrong. He frowned and made a decision. No matter what this person is doing, I will control him first. So, he waved his hand. "Catch him first!"

The ten black-shirted macho men obeyed the order and surrounded Golden Bull.

Golden Bull smiled coldly. These guys dare to take the initiative to attack me? Golden Bull was not polite. His figure moved instantly. It was unknown when a bright dagger appeared in his hand. He quickly shuttled back and forth between these macho men.

In the blink of an eye, several macho men had their necks slit and fell straight to the ground. Yang Ming's words had been very clear before. He wanted Mike to deal with the people, leaving only the leader.

Since it was to deal with them and leave only the leader, it meant that all the others were to be killed. Therefore, Golden Bull was merciless and left Mike alone.

These macho men all had pistols on them, but Mike asked them to control Golden Bull before. In their opinion, Golden Bull was only one person, and they had ten people on their side. They didn't need to use their guns to catch Golden Bull.

The result was tragic. They were killed by Golden Bull before they could even pull out their guns.

"You … who are you? What are you doing? " Mike's expression suddenly changed. It wasn't that he hadn't seen dead people before. When he was fighting for territory with his subordinates, he had seen scenes that were several times bloodier than this. However, he had never seen a person who could kill ten people in an instant and come out unscathed!

However, Mike was not a fool. Although he was afraid, when he spoke, Mike's hand quietly touched his waist, preparing to pull out the gun quickly! In his opinion, even if the man in front of him was powerful, he was not an opponent of a pistol, right?

However, in the next moment, Mike's face became even more ugly and pale! Because when he touched his waist, he didn't feel the pistol!

Where is my pistol? Did I not bring it? That's not right. I checked it before I set off. There's no problem! Did I drop it in the car on the way here?

Without a gun, Mike lost his life-saving trump card. Cold sweat fell from his forehead in an instant.

"What are you looking for?" Golden Bull asked Mike.

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