Three hours ago, in the center of Las Vegas, on the top floor of the Star of the Empire, the largest and most glorious casino hotel in the city.
After the elevator opened, a young man with a solemn expression hurried through the corridor and pushed the door open.
Behind the door, at the highest point in the city, it was silent. Only the monotonous ticking of the life-support equipment echoed in the air.
Behind the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the bustling city could be seen clearly. It was as if the blood in the pulse was flowing, right in front of him. However, behind the curtain, on the propped up hospital bed, between countless cables, there was only a dying old man.
The young man subconsciously slowed down and paused for a moment. He tidied up his collar and walked forward. He lowered his head and said, "Father, I'm back."
The old man stared out of the window in a daze and suddenly asked, "William, where is he?"
"Two hours ago, Russell and the others got on the plane and flew straight to Las Vegas." William lowered his head and calmly reported, "According to your instructions, we've gathered the managers of the six families and made preparations."
The old man nodded and looked to the side.
The doctor who accompanied the old man nodded, opened the box beside him, and lifted the old man's right hand. As the medicine was injected, a sickly color appeared on the old man's face.
He panted violently and coughed.
"Father …"
William took a step forward excitedly, but then he stopped and lowered his head in grief and indignation.
"Why are you panicking? I just used some medicine."
The old man laughed hoarsely and stared at his face. "You're already 25 years old this year, William. Thinking about it, it's really fast. As the only son of the family, it must be hard, right? "
William lowered his head and did not answer.
"It's not easy to bear this heavy burden. Carry it well."
The old man waved his hand. "I have a gift for you."
He gestured for his son to open the box in front of the bed. Inside the box was a ferocious iron light.
A revolver covered in scratches and six bullets.
The weathered weapon was meticulously cared for. Even after so many years, it was still in its best condition. Every part and every screw was flawless.
It was just like the mass-produced guns sold in gun shops everywhere in the city. It wasn't a precious or famous item, but everyone in the city should know whose gun it was.
It had accompanied its master for seventy-nine years, following him from a nobody to the overlord of this city.
After witnessing so many storms and countless deaths, its master no longer needed it to display its authority, but everyone was more and more in awe of it.
"Take it."
The old man said, "It's yours."
William stood rooted to the ground, not daring to extend his hand.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally took it out of the box. But right after that, his wrist was gripped so tightly that it was like an iron clamp, almost crushing his bones, not allowing him to struggle at all.
"Take it with you when we meet later."
The old man raised his eyes and stared at his son who was right in front of him. His turbid eyes seemed to be flowing with hot lava, as if he wanted to burn his enemy's soul to ashes.
He ordered with a pause between each word.
"Remember, William, I will only say these words once …"
The old man whispered hoarsely, "If I don't give you permission, you can't speak. If anyone else speaks before me, you will use my gun to kill them.
If anyone offends my guest, you will use it to kill his wife, parents, brothers, and children. Not even a dog can be left behind!
Even if the person speaking is your uncles, do you understand?! "
"Father … Why!"
William shook his head blankly, unable to understand. "Really, is it really necessary to do this? He is only one person. As long as you are willing, we can make him pay any price! We can even ask the heavens … "
"Idiot!"
The old man roared, his hoarse voice like thunder. "Is it your turn to call the shots in my city?!"
It was as if he wanted to brutally tear his eardrums and question his soul. William no longer had the courage to argue or refute. He lowered his head in horror.
"Very good. That's it, William."
The old man coughed violently, but his expression became gratified. "Dismiss all the people you arranged. Keep your head down and look at your feet. Don't look at his eyes, and don't hide your fear … You are a good child, William, but you are too young. You have to listen to me."
He slowly let go of his hand, unable to hide his old age and powerlessness. He leaned on the bed.
After a long time, William asked helplessly, "Father, do you think we have no chance of winning at all?"
"Idiot, what's the use of 'victory'?"
The old man was amused. "If you want to win, can you pay a sufficient price?
You want to be the enemy of the world's craziest idealist — an opponent who is not afraid of physical destruction, who is not afraid of sacrifice, who does not care about the tragic consequences … Have you thought about the consequences? "
In the long silence, William fell into silence.
He had nothing to say.
"Don't worry, Russell will retreat in the face of difficulties, William."
The old man whispered hoarsely, "One day, you will get everything you deserve."
That pair of turbid eyes quietly looked down at the city outside the window.
It was like a dying beast staring at its own country.
"Before that, I won't let anyone take it away."
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When he got out of the car, Huai Shi's body suddenly tensed up for a moment.
He frowned.
Because in front of him was not the bright lights of Las Vegas, but a military base with layers of barbed wire and machine guns.
For a moment, Huai Shi thought that the other party was playing some trick of 'accidentally entering the White Tiger Festival Hall'.
But he immediately reacted. With Russell, this old bastard, there was no old fox who dared to show off his slight skill in front of an expert.
Moreover, no matter how much he was underestimated, he was still a special military officer of the Astronomy Association. Not to mention the White Tiger Festival Hall, even if he rushed into the central decision-making room of the Central Bureau and jumped 300 times, as long as he didn't die, he would definitely be in the most comprehensive, serious, and unruffled internal court.
As long as there was even the slightest bit of trickery, there would be 800 inspectors on the overhead floor with magnifying glasses to rummage through it to death.
Why would he need to worry about this?
He shook his head with a smile and looked around.
In front of the open door, he saw a few people who were already so old that it was shocking.
Their white hair was sparse, and their bodies were thin. Some were holding canes, some were supported by others, and some were sitting in wheelchairs with oxygen masks.
It was as if they had been waiting for a long time, but there was no impatience at all.
When Huai Shi and Russell got out of the car, they took the initiative to welcome them, accompanied by their children and medical staff.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Russell."
The old man in the wheelchair said in a hoarse voice, "I greet you on behalf of the Las Vegas Business Alliance."
"How should I address you?" Russell lowered his head and asked.
"Douglas."
The old man suppressed the urge to cough and said, "Just call me Douglas."
"Okay, Douglas."
Russell nodded, looked past the wheelchair in front of him, and looked around. "Does Las Vegas use a military base to receive guests?"
"If you're here as a guest, we'll definitely welcome you with open arms. All of Las Vegas will be your friends, and you'll be treated with the utmost respect wherever you go. If anyone dares to offend you, they'll become everyone's enemy. I can guarantee that."
Douglas panted and asked hoarsely, "But you didn't come for this, did you? I believe that being open and honest is a good thing for both of us. "
Russell raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect the other party to be so frank.
But soon, he was puzzled again.
"If you want to be enemies, just relying on this base in front of you isn't enough, right?" He said, "With your wealth, you should be able to hire at least four or five fifth-order soldiers. You might even be able to buy Tyr, your natural enemy, to fight for you."
"Haha, you must be joking. For someone like you, these people in front of you are nothing." Douglas laughed self-deprecatingly. "Please rest assured. No matter what, we will not be disrespectful or rude to you today."
He patted the armrest of the wheelchair and signaled the attendant behind him to turn around and walk to the front. "Please follow me."
In front of him, the gates of the military base were opened layer by layer. Countless defenses were withdrawn from the center, and the gate was wide open.
After walking in, Huai Shi realized that this was not an ordinary base at all. On both sides of the long runway, in the open hangars, there were rows of fighter jets being repaired.
Across the bustling military training ground, he could also see the missile launch site in the distance …
And they were going deep underground.
Riding in a vehicle, they passed through a deep tunnel. After traveling down for an unknown amount of time, a huge door appeared under the fortifications that could withstand a nuclear attack.
In front of the metal door, Douglas panted weakly in his wheelchair and raised his finger.
Very quickly, a subordinate walked forward and entered the password, verifying the iris, fingerprint, and Origin Substance. Once the three layers of encryption were removed, the door opened with a bang.
Countless cold spotlights shone down from the ceiling, causing the resplendent golden light to sweep out like a flood.
Huai Shi's eyes were stung by the dazzling golden light, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.
He sucked in a breath of cold air.
A sea of gold.
This was a sea of gold, through and through.
Countless trapezoidal gold bars were piled up into small mountains, towering in the underground warehouse, reflecting a brilliant light that made one's soul tremble.
There were no cumbersome diamonds, nor were there any lie-like bonds. What was gathered here was the currency that humans had used since ancient times.
This was a terrifying amount of wealth that could be compared to national reserves!
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