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Chapter 93: Almost Missed the Big Deal

For nine consecutive rounds, Hu Linlin actually won all the time. She still wanted to win after more than 15 points, and the dealer kept going bankrupt. But Zhao Jianhui was always very calm. He only threw down one thousand dollars each time when he placed a bet, and never placed more. But even so, in less than half an hour, Hu Linlin had already won nine thousand dollars. Adding the win from the slot machine just now, she had already made a net profit of nearly ten thousand dollars.

"You really hold on. Generally, no one wants to win after more than 15 points!" Seeing Hu Linlin's calmness, Zhao Jianhui said with a smile.

"You are lucky. I bet on luck today. I wanted to lose all your money, but who knew that I would always win." After winning the money, Hu Linlin felt much more cheerful. After hearing what Zhao Jianhui said, she still said with resentment.

At this time, the dealer of this table changed to a young Asian man. Zhao Jianhui gently touched Hu Linlin's arm with his elbow and whispered: "Change the table and try another one?"

"Go, who's afraid of who? Anyway, the money is yours." Hu Linlin stood up while speaking, and the other foreigners who were watching the game at this table just now followed her, saying that Hu Linlin's luck was too good today.

The two went to play Russian roulette again. You can bet on which number the roulette will turn to, or you can bet on red and black. Hu Linlin said that she couldn't guess the number, so she bet on red and black. It's really weird to say that this roulette seems to be related to Hu Linlin. It has been opening red all the time, and it has been opening red for nine consecutive times, which made Zhao Jianhui almost die of joy. Although the money won is not much, it's fun to win money in the casino.

"Why are you going back to China? Just stay in Las Vegas and gamble!" Seeing that Hu Linlin finally smiled, Zhao Jianhui smiled and teased.

"That's not impossible. I'll stay here to gamble, and you'll always be my follower behind me!" Hu Linlin stared at Zhao Jianhui, her eyes flashing with tenderness. Zhao Jianhui's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he had finally made you happy, why haven't you forgotten this?

So Zhao Jianhui laughed and said, "Haha, a little gambling is fun, and you can only treat gambling as a form of entertainment with a relaxed mood, but not as a serious matter. I think you'd better go back and be a prostitute. There is a bright future for you."

Hu Linlin glared at Zhao Jianhui with resentment, and snorted in a low voice: "Forget it, I won't play anymore, I'll go back and rest, playing with you is meaningless."

At this time, with a scream, several gamblers near Zhao Jianhui suddenly quieted down. As everyone looked, on a table not far from Zhao Jianhui and Hu Linlin, a blonde beauty in a black backless dress was holding a pistol in her hand, pointing it at a white man in his fifties opposite her.

The woman's chest was only tightly bound with a narrow strip of cloth, revealing two plump snowballs. Another narrow strip of cloth was draped diagonally from the left shoulder to the right waist, not covering too much of her body. Instead, it created a looming effect, which made people more imaginative. Her short skirt only reached her hips, and her waist was slightly lowered, fully highlighting the exquisite curves of her waist and hips. As for the one raised and stepped on the chair, it was completely exposed, and it looked white and crystal clear under the light.

Such a woman actually held a silver pistol in her hand, and the slender barrel pointed at the old man opposite. Originally, this was weird enough, but the man opposite did not change his color at all, and still sat calmly on the chair, with a faint smile on his face.

However, it was not just the man and woman who attracted Zhao Jianhui's attention. Right next to the woman in black, there was a girl wearing a white fine flower jumpsuit, revealing her smooth right shoulder and jade arms.

The girl's lovely face, flowing long hair, and the big pink bow on her left shoulder made her look like a porcelain doll from an oriental fairy tale, especially her long legs under her short skirt and the high-heeled crystal sandals with only a few strings wrapped around her feet, which made her look like a beautiful goddess from a mysterious country, making the men and women around her unable to help but take a look.

As if it was infected, the originally noisy hall was centered on the two beautiful girls, like a pool of spring water where a stone was thrown, slowly radiating from near to far. Not long after, the whole hall slowly calmed down.

Zhao Jianhui, Hu Linlin, the gamblers around him, the casino waiters, the casino princesses, the croupiers, the dealers, and even the plainclothes security guards in the casino, all stood still like a painting. Time seemed to be still, the air was also still, and everything in the world seemed to be still. This sudden change was too shocking.

It's not that no one has seen a girl with a gun, but it's rare to see someone who dares to draw a gun in this place. In addition, the hand holding the gun is so white and tender, and the owner of this hand is so beautiful, almost everyone is stunned by what they see.

"Oh my God, it's her, this is going to be a good show."

"Well, beautiful Isabella, she's in big trouble this time."

As everyone was whispering, they saw the four young men standing behind the old man wearing sunglasses and black round-neck T-shirts move at the same time. Two of them quickly blocked the old man, and the other two had their guns pointed at the chests of Isabella and the girl in a white dress next to her.

"Damn it, you dare to point a gun at me? Bring them to my box. It seems that I have to not only recover the bets today, but also add some interest." The old man said, and turned around and walked into the VIP box on the side.

"Madison, don't force me. I said I would use money to gamble with you again. Let your men get out of here, or I will really shoot...ah..." Before Isabella finished her words, the man standing in front of her had already grabbed her hand holding the gun, and without much effort, he had already taken the gun from her hand. Immediately after a kick, Isabella had already bent down with her stomach sobbing.

The girl in the white dress was treated better than her. She was dragged by another young man by her hair to the VIP box. She was struggling and screaming as she walked.

"Hahaha... Isn't this Miss Lin Xuanling, the international supermodel? Her voice is so beautiful when she screams, haha..."

"Yeah, if it's on the bed, it will definitely be a hundred times more lingering than now..."

Beside Zhao Jianhui, the two somewhat wretched foreigners were talking with a giggle, as if they saw Lin Xuanling standing naked in front of them and waving at the two of them.

"Shut your stinky mouths." Zhao Jianhui cursed fiercely and said to Hu Linlin: "Go back to the room first, I have something to do."

"No, you can't go over..." Hu Linlin said, and had already opened her arms to block Zhao Jianhui: "Those people have guns, I can't let you go over there to die."

"Will I go to die?" Zhao Jianhui shook his head disdainfully and stretched out his hand to push Hu Linlin away. Hu Linlin stubbornly grabbed Zhao Jianhui's arm again: "If you are not going to die, what are you doing? This is not China, no one is afraid of your background..."

"What are you talking about? Don't delay things. That girl is my friend..." Seeing that Lin Xuanling was about to be dragged into the VIP room, Zhao Jianhui pushed Hu Linlin away. In three or two steps, he was already next to the young man who was dragging Lin Xuanling to the VIP room by her hair. Before he could raise the gun in his right hand, he chopped his wrist with a knife. At the moment when his pistol fell to the ground, his other hand shook and had already caught his throat: "Let go of this girl, otherwise I will cut your throat..."

"Uh..." The man instantly felt that his neck was tightened by an iron hoop, and he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. The right wrist that was just chopped was so hot that he couldn't use any strength. He quickly let go of his left hand and grabbed Zhao Jianhui's wrist with all his strength, trying to pry open the hand that was holding his life.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the hand did not move at all, but the fingers stuck on his neck loosened a little: "Don't waste your energy, you can't get away, let your companion let the girl go..."

"Asshole..." The young man who was holding Isabella had already seen what Zhao Jianhui did, and threw Isabella away, pointing the gun in his hand at Zhao Jianhui.

He knew very well what his companion was capable of, but he didn't even have a chance to resist next to this young man, which showed that this person was a great enemy, so this time he was no longer just pretending to hold the gun like he did when facing Isabella just now, his finger had already pressed the trigger - in his mind, with a gunshot, a life would disappear in front of his eyes. What an exciting thing is this? His face was slightly red because of excitement.

However, at this moment, an unexpected scene happened. The girl who was just rescued by the man - oh, no, there was another beautiful oriental lady. Almost at the same time, the two of them actually flew into the man's arms.

What is this for? Using your own flesh and blood to block the bullet for the man? This is too incredible.

In the hall, almost all the people who shrank their heads cried out in disbelief. It was obviously an impossible scene, but it actually happened in front of them.

"Uh... What are you doing? You almost ruined my big plan..." While the young man with the gun was stunned, Zhao Jianhui moved his arm and a stream of chips worth one thousand yuan shot out at the young man.