Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

The special receptionist didn't expect the two to react like this.

The guests he had invited in the past were either terrified or ecstatic.

How could someone just turn around and leave after he just said a word, without even taking the money he had won?

After his brain went blank for two seconds, the special receptionist regained his consciousness and immediately realized that he had to stop the two men.

If he really lets these two people go like this, the boss will definitely not let him go easily.

While wondering about Karasuma Soshin's identity, the special receptionist chased after Karasuma Soshin and Vermouth.

Around, gamblers attracted by the sound of chips falling to the ground looked at the scene in shock.

Those who like to take advantage of others immediately rushed forward and snatched the chips on the ground.

With the first person taking the lead, the second and third people followed suit.

Soon, there were twenty or thirty men and women on the ground, all sticking their butts out to grab chips.

Moreover, more and more people are joining in.

There are not only gamblers inside, but also some ordinary receptionists.

But none of the dealers moved.

They all stood behind their respective gambling tables with calm expressions.

Watching with indifference, this scene is something that might not be seen once in ten years.

The gambling table where Karasuma Soshin was previously staying was relatively close to the inside, and in order to catch them back, the special receptionist ran all the way with his people without any image.

Therefore, before Karasuma Soshin and Vermouth could reach the door, the special receptionist brought people to stop them.

The special receptionist, who hadn't had such intense exercise for a long time, was breathing heavily. It took him several seconds to catch his breath and say what he had prepared.

“Sir, you misunderstood, our boss definitely didn’t mean that.

Our boss also made his fortune through gambling. He owes his current fortune to his superb gambling skills.

So for someone like you who is also an excellent gambler, I really want to get close to you."

After calming down his still somewhat rapid breath, the special receptionist slowed down his speech and continued to explain:

"Our boss sincerely wants to make friends with you, sir.

If they were really afraid that you would win too much, why would they wait until you win that game?

Wouldn't it be better to stop you when you win back the fifty million?"

Karasuma Soshin snorted coldly, showing no intention of accepting this explanation at all, nor did he think that there was anything wrong with his previous attitude.

"That's it, get out of the way when you're done."

The special receptionist was puzzled and thought that he had not explained it clearly:

"Our boss invited you simply to compete with you in gambling.

There will be no gambling chips involved during this period.

Regardless of whether you win or lose in the end, we will redeem all your previous winnings to you.

If you would like to continue playing, we welcome you to do so.”

Karasuma Soshin looked at the special reception with a cold face, his eyes full of the meaning that it was time to get out of here.

The special receptionist who thought he had explained it very clearly really didn't understand.

No matter how it comes to this, this person still has this attitude.

It's just a simple exchange of gambling skills, and there is no money involved. Why wouldn't you be happy about it?

Could it be that this guy was cheating secretly and was afraid of being caught, so he had to leave quickly?

But it doesn't seem like he doesn't even want the money.

The special receptionist, who was very willing but could not get such a good thing, was full of doubts in his heart and had an embarrassment on his face.

"Sir, do you have any concerns or are you afraid that we will deceive you?

If the latter, we can give you your winnings now."

Karasuma Soshin did not speak.

At this time, Vermouth stepped forward with an impatient look on her face and said:

"You said you wanted to make friends, but you sent a servant like you to do it. Who are you looking down on?

Also, Vasily never makes friends easily, and his social circle is not something a casino owner can reach.

Get out of the way, we are leaving."

Seeing that the special receptionist was about to speak, Belmode said in an arrogant and contemptuous tone:

"I'll consider that little bit of money as a gift to you. You can express your gratitude to me."

The special receptionist was suddenly speechless. He, who was usually eloquent, couldn't find any words to say for a moment.

Seeing that the special receptionist was speechless, Vermouth withdrew her gaze with disdain, took Karasuma Soshin's arm and continued to walk out the door.

Now, the special receptionist couldn't help but reveal the same despair in his eyes as the dealer before.

No one knew better than him how ruthless and decisive his handsome boss, who always had a smile on his face, was.

How much blood is stained beneath that kind smile.

The special receptionist didn't want to go back and face the boss's punishment methods.

But he also knew that Karasuma Soshin and Vermouth were determined to leave, and money could not impress them at all.

He stood still and looked at the backs of Karasuma Soshin and Vermouth as they walked towards the door.

The special receptionist hesitated for a long time between the two choices: asking the burly bodyguard behind him to stop him forcefully, or rushing forward, kneeling down, hugging Karasuma Soshin's legs and begging with tears in his eyes.

Finally, when Karasuma Soshin was about to leave the gambling area on the first floor, he made up his mind.

Decided to try to persuade him again.

If it doesn't work, use both methods together.

When the time comes, stop him first, then hug his legs and cry and beg.

The special receptionist made up his mind and started running at high speed again with the bodyguards behind him.

When Karasuma Soshin was only a few steps away from the outer hall of the casino, he stopped the man again, breathlessly.

The spoiled fiancée frowned and looked like she was about to curse.

The first-class reception was immediately a smooth apology.

It was the heavy breathing that slightly reduced the value of this heartfelt apology.

Making the spoiled fiancée turn her head away in disgust.

Seeing this, the special reception placed all hopes on Karasuma Soshin.

Just when he was about to hint to Karasuma Soshin that the boss he was talking about was not the owner of this casino.

A voice suddenly interrupted, interrupting the special receptionist's words.

"I'm sorry, my subordinates are ignorant and have treated you two badly."

Hearing this familiar voice, the special receptionist lowered his head and bent towards the source of the voice, shouting respectfully:

"Boss."

Vermouth looked at the man walking slowly from a distance with a contemptuous and curious look befitting a spoiled fiancée, followed by two bodyguards with steady steps and guns on their waists.

A man called boss.

His eyes swept over the other person's brown hair, brown eyes, hooked nose, that very youthful appearance, and behavior, and he had a rough idea in his mind.

A casino owner who made his fortune by gambling?

That special receptionist never told the truth.

At this age, with those physical features and the temperament that shows that he has lived a life of luxury.

Rather than being the casino owner, he is more like the casino's backer.

A young master or heir of an oligarchic chaebol.

Following a path that the people around him automatically made way for, the young man who spoke walked up to Karasuma Soshin and stretched out his right hand towards him:

"I'm Alexei, the owner of this casino."

Under the gaze of others, Karasuma Soshin did not show disrespect as he did before.

But he didn't give too much face.

He raised his right hand slightly, touched Alexei's fingertips lightly, and then withdrew his hand.

Seeing that Karasuma Soshin dared to look down on Alexei like that.

The special receptionist who knew Alexei's identity and the two bodyguards behind Alexei subconsciously widened their eyes.

They all thought that Karasuma Soshin was going to be in great danger.

There was a hint of displeasure in Alexei's eyes, and the curve at the corner of his mouth dropped a lot.

Alexei's already bad mood became even worse when he thought that he had condescended to come over and say hello, but this guy was still so ungrateful.

"Alexei Friedman, it seems that you have a really good attitude. You are not in a hurry to look for the things you lost, and you are in a good mood to come here to have fun."

When Alexei heard Karasuma Soshin accurately call out his name and mention the thing that had been worrying him for some time, his eyes suddenly changed.

He looked at Karasuma Soshin, who had an indifferent expression and a hint of mockery in his eyes, and scanned his face inch by inch with sharp eyes, and asked in a deep voice:

"who are you?"

The special-grade master, who was quite familiar with his boss's condition, lowered his head again and took several steps back with the casino bodyguards behind him.

I didn’t dare to look at what my boss was doing.

The two bodyguards standing behind Alexei understood and stepped forward, showing the guns on their waists to Karasuma Soshin.

At the right moment, Vermouth let out a scream that was hidden in her throat, and hid behind Karasuma Soshin with a terrified look on her face.

He used his remaining hand to tightly grab Karasuma Soshin's left arm.

Two gamblers who had just walked in saw this and turned around and ran away quickly.

However, facing this threat, Karasuma Soshin did not show any fear.

"Vassily."

Hearing that Karasuma Soshin only gave his first name but not his last name, Alexei asked:

"What's your last name?"

"Are you asking so clearly to check my family background?

If you want to weigh my weight and decide whether to send me out respectfully or throw me into the Golden Horn to feed the fish.

I advise you to choose the former.”

Alexei kept wondering in his heart what kind of identity this young man with blond hair, blue eyes, a calm expression and no fear at all, had.

I had no idea for a moment.

He briefly suspected that Karasuma Soshin might be a backup sent by the crows, but after seeing Karasuma Soshin's attitude and words, he firmly denied this guess.

Especially when Karasuma Soshin glanced at him coldly and saw that he didn't say anything, turned around with Vermouth and raised his feet towards the stairs, preparing to leave.

Alexei decisively shattered the doubt into pieces and threw them into the waters of the Golden Horn Bay.

However, a person who knows the inside story of the incident and has a complicated identity cannot be let go so easily.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Vasily."

Karasuma Soshin turned his head, impatience clearly visible on his face.

Vermouth also turned around with an unhappy look on her face:

“What do you mean by stopping us again and again?

We are not interested in making friends with you, and Vasily is not interested in exchanging gambling tips with you. I don’t want that little bit of money either, so what else do you want…”

The spoiled fiancée was obviously furious, and as she spoke she dragged her fiancé toward the steps.

But I don’t know if it was because I was too impatient and didn’t look at the road, or because my feet were slippery, I stumbled and tripped over the stairs.

If her fiancé hadn't been quick to pull her back, she would have fallen flat on her face.

However, although she was fine, the bag in her hand was thrown out.

The exquisite handbag with a simple buckle fell heavily to the ground, and many things fell out.

"My bag!"

The spoiled fiancée let go of her fiancé's hand with a look of anxiety and distress, and ran towards her bag.

The receptionist who had noticed from a distance immediately went over to help.

Alexei originally wanted to ask Karasuma Soshin the purpose of bringing his fiancée to this city, and it would be best if he could find out his identity.

But before he could say a few words, he was interrupted by this sudden situation.

Seeing that Karasuma Soshin's attention was all on his doting fiancée, Alexei simply stopped talking.

I plan to wait until the emergency over there is over before continuing.

But what he didn't expect was that the matter did not end after Vermouth picked up the bag and picked up all the lipstick, mobile phone and other things that fell on the ground.

"Vassily, look, the autographed photo in my bag is gone!"

The spoiled fiancée ran back and said to her fiancé with an anxious look on her face.

As he spoke, he opened the handbag he had just picked up and handed the bag to Karasuma Soshin.

The henpecked fiancé complied with his doting fiancée’s wishes and looked down into his bag, only to discover that there was indeed no autographed photo inside.

"Did you forget to take it when you came out?"

"Impossible. I checked before I left. It's there."

"you sure?"

The spoiled fiancée glared at her fiancé angrily:

"What do you mean, do you think I have a bad memory and am stupid?"

The fiancé didn't say anything, obviously agreeing with this.

But the spoiled fiancée, who was not very smart, did not realize this. She just thought that her fiancé would not dare to make her angry again, so she did not say anything.

Holding the bag back in his arms, the spoiled fiancée rummaged through the items in the bag again, muttering to herself:

“Where are you going? I remember putting it in my bag when I left home this morning.

Could it be that I was stolen on the way here?

That’s my favorite autographed photo of Sharon Wynyard...”

Alexei suddenly had an idea when he heard this, and said to Karasuma Soshin:

"It seems your fiancée takes the lost autographed photo very seriously. I'm very willing to do you a favor."

Karasuma Soshin lowered his eyes and thought for two seconds, then looked up at Vermouth who looked annoyed and anxious.

Finally, he looked at Alexei and said:

"Then excuse me."

Alexei raised the corners of his mouth again and said in a friendly tone:

"Then let's go to the VIP lounge on the third floor to discuss in detail."

"Why should we ask him for help? We have people we can turn to."

The spoiled fiancée was very confused when she heard this.

But she still held her fiancé's arm and quietly followed him towards the VIP lounge on the third floor.

“Because if you want to find your autographed photo as quickly as possible, local forces are the fastest.

Their information channels are also much wider than ours.

The people we brought with us have other things to do. If we ask them to help you find autographed photos, not only will their speed not be as fast as the local forces, but it will also delay the work at hand."