Confrontation in the abyss

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just suffering from an occupational disease. When this gentleman brought over the chips just now, I saw his slender and beautiful fingers. I thought that our Yang's new men's ring this year would be beautiful if worn on his finger. .”

"Oh?" Red Scorpion kneaded Marin's hair with his fingers, "It seems that Dean is trying to persuade me to buy you some rings."

Zhou Cho smiled politely.Although Marin was nestled in Red Scorpion's arms, Zhou Cho could detect the uneasiness and fear in his eyes.

To stay with Red Scorpion is to walk on the tip of a knife.

After two or three rounds, Zhou Chou won a little bit, but almost lost all his chips.

"The one who likes to collect is the eldest son of the chairman of KA Shipping."

KA Shipping has strong financial resources, and several members of the House of Lords were supported by them.For this young man in his thirties, liking to collect Porsches is nothing more than a trivial matter.

Although it was only the red scorpion's chips that returned to the red scorpion, Zhou Cho decided to stop.

"Mr. Red Scorpion, it seems that my luck is really not very good today. I will almost lose all the chips you gave me. Or how about playing another day when my luck improves?"

Red Scorpion shook the cigar in his hand, "It's okay, don't you still have some chips left? I'll give you another chip."

After finishing speaking, Red Scorpion pushed Marin out of his arms, "It's really not possible, you can push Marin too. If you win, Marin will belong to you. You can let him try on your Yang's men's new style The ring photoshoot is fine. His face is still good! If I lose, I can also cut off Marin's hand and make a specimen for you, and you can use it to display the ring."

At that moment, Marin's body trembled, and the well-covered fear in his eyes spread instantly.

People who don't know Red Scorpion might say he was joking.But Zhou Cho knew that Red Scorpion never joked.

"This joke is kind of scary." Zhou Tiao backed away pretendingly.

Red Scorpion shook his hand, "I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere and I left you behind. I didn't expect to scare you. I'm so sorry. Come on, come on! Keep playing!"

Zhou Zhao exhaled a breath, pretending to be relieved.

Red Scorpion pushed Marin away, asking him to stand beside Zhou Choo.

Zhou Cho's palms were slightly sweaty. He had been careless in the previous rounds, but this time it was different.If he doesn't win, Marin is afraid that something will happen.

At this moment, Zhou Cho still remembers the appearance of Ma Lin sitting on the campus drawing a sketch, so focused, and the sound of the brush rustling on the sketch paper, Zhou Cho still remembers it to this day.He couldn't guess what Marin had experienced in these years, but if Marin lost his life because he lost, Zhou Cho knew that he would have trouble sleeping and eating.

In the first round of raising chips, the weekly chips did not increase much.

"Follow?" Red Scorpion raised his eyes and asked with a smile.

Zhou Chou's current cards are not bad, "Follow."

"That's how it's fun."

After two or three rounds, "Porsche" has stopped following.Zhou Cho looked at his cards and didn't know whether to keep the chips for the next game or continue to follow.

"Follow." Leslie's voice came from the ear canal.

Zhou Cho decided to follow.

The opposite Red Scorpion laughed: "Dean, that's the way it is! If you don't take risks, the game won't be fun!"

When Zhou Cho got the next card, he knew that he was likely to make a pair of the same suit, and if he was lucky, it might be a full house.

Marin stood beside him, neither far nor near.With Zhou Cho's keen hearing, he could feel that his tension and fear were oppressing him like mountains and seas.

To follow or not to follow?

Zhou Zhao looked at Red Scorpion, who was tapping on the table with great interest, enjoying the game very much.

"Smoker" decided not to follow.

Red Scorpion looked up at Zhou Cho, waiting for his decision.

"Oh, Dean, it's the last game, can you cheer up?"

"Okay." Zhou Cho decided to follow.

Red Scorpion laughed: "Finally, it's just you and me."

Zhou Chou smiled slightly: "Maybe I won't be able to follow the next card."

"How about it," Red Scorpion touched his chin, "If you win, you will take away all the money you won, and you don't need to return it to me. I will also give it to you as a gift to Marin. If you lose, just How about spending a week with me in Las Vegas?"

"Huh?" Zhou Cho was stunned for a moment.

"Haha, Dean. Don't worry, I just want you to accompany me to dinner, and to attend a few dinner parties to increase our understanding." Red Scorpion leaned forward slightly, and his gaze penetrated into Zhou Zhou's eyes, "I stand Upstairs, past the gorgeously dressed men and women in the casino, every one of them looks like a pig in a suit. Only you are different."

"I..." As soon as a touch of cold water poured down from the top of Zhou Cho's head, he didn't want himself to attract Red Scorpion's attention in this way.

"Calm down, Zhou Cho. He just enjoys your struggle." Leslie's voice sounded, and Zhou Chou was rescued in time.

"Oh? I'm just an ordinary person." Zhou Cho held his cards, and it seemed that he had a great chance of making a full house.

"You are not interested in the game of gambling, and you observe those obsessed gamblers like an outsider. You shake your wine glass gently, and you can still enjoy the fragrance of red wine quietly in the midst of the noise. I was fascinated by your demeanor at that moment. You are like a diamond, even if you are low-key in the sand, you can't hide your light."

Zhou Cho was stunned, he didn't expect Red Scorpion to say such a thing.

"Your praise is very poetic."

"So Dean, do you accept this condition?"

Even if what Red Scorpion said was true, Zhou Cho would spend a week with him at worst.Yang is considered a celebrity in New York anyway, no matter how arrogant Red Scorpion is, I believe that he will not really do anything to him, and this week may get unexpected information.

"Fine. Even if I lose, it should be a fun week with you."

Red Scorpion was very satisfied with Zhou Cho's answer, and dealt the cards to him.

Zhou Chou opened the cards to take a look, and let out the breath that was pressing in his chest calmly. It really was a gourd, and his luck was really good.

"Give up, or draw?" Red Scorpion asked.

Zhou Chou's fingers brushed the edge of the cards. The Red Scorpion was so expressionless that he really couldn't figure out what his cards were like.

But life is a gamble, and no one can guess right or wrong before the cards are played.

Zhou Cho made up his mind to show his cards.And Leslie's voice strengthened his determination, "Show your cards, you will win."

Even though cameras were installed in the VIP room, it was not difficult for Leslie to hack into the system of Reid Casino. He should have seen the cards of Zhou Choo and Red Scorpion at the same time.

"Show your cards." Zhou Choo replied with a smile, that confident but unobtrusive demeanor made "Smoke" and "Porsche" look sideways.

Red Scorpion turned the cards over and it was a flush.

Both "Smoker" and "Porsche" laughed, it seemed that they thought the Red Scorpion would win.

Zhou Cho let out a breath and said with a smile, "Finally my luck has improved."

His full house overwhelmed the red scorpion's flush.

"Hahaha! So the game is always exciting until the end." Red Scorpion clapped his hands, "Dean, you won. These chips belong to you, and Marin also belongs to you."

"I can't accept this!" Zhou Chou hurriedly got up, "My bargaining chip was originally lent to me by you, Mr. Red Scorpion..."

"The things that I, Red Scorpion, never like to be returned by others." Red Scorpion walked up to Zhou Chou, and patted him on the shoulder, "Do you need me to take you back?"

"Ah...no, I have a car."

"Can you tell me your hotel number?" Red Scorpion tried his best to be a gentleman and kindly, but Zhou Cho knew that it was no different from an order.

"Prince Hotel, Room 2425."

"Then goodbye." Red Scorpion smiled and left, "Smoker" and "Porsche" followed behind him.

Only Zhou Cho and Ma Lin were left in the VIP room, and the atmosphere became awkward.

"Well, I'm planning to go back, do you want me to give you a ride?"

Ma Lin looked at Zhou Cho, the sunshine and hope in his eyes had been wiped out by reality, "You don't want me, do you?"

"You can go home now. Or Red Scorpion..."

"If I can't stay by your side, it means you don't like the gift that Red Scorpion gave you...he will kill me..." Marin's voice trembled, "Everything is fine...let me stay By your side... I can do anything for you..."

"I... don't have the hobby of Red Scorpion... I mean, I don't like it..."

"Don't you like men? It's okay, I won't bother you, I will be like air..."

"Do you understand design?" Zhou Cho interrupted his pleading.

"..."

"Well, to put it simply, do you like art? Like jewelry design or knowledge of diamond purity cut?"

"...I love design and I'm a graduate of the Art Institute."

"Very well, I don't need someone who can't create labor value by my side. Be my assistant first, let me see if you have the ability, if not, I will kick you out." Zhou Chou said in a businesslike manner tone.

"Thank you...I mean really thank you!" Marin looked at him incredulously.

"You're too soft-hearted." Leslie's voice sounded.

Zhou Choo laughed at himself.At least the existence of Marin can remind himself-he is not Dean?Yang, he is Zhou Chou.

The two left the still noisy casino, and the doorman drove Zhou Cho's car over.

Driving on the street that was still brightly lit, Zhou Cho held the steering wheel, and the night market lights in the rearview mirror flitted across Marin's face like fragments.

"What's your full name?" Zhou Cho asked casually.

"Marin? Homan, sir." Marin was a little nervous. This kind of nervousness was different from the fear of staying beside Red Scorpion.

"Why are you by Red Scorpion's side? Because of debt? Or some other reason?"

Marin swallowed, showing a bitter expression, "Because he's interested in me."

"what?"

"In my last year of college, I worked part-time as a doorman in a hotel. He happened to be staying in that hotel, and when he saw me, he asked me if I would be his lover, and gave me a check for $100 million. I Turned him down...and then I came home that night to find him sitting in the living room with my parents, my grandmother, and my sister looking at me anxiously. He said he hated rejection... "Marin's teeth were trembling, and Zhou Cho's fingers were stiff on the steering wheel.

"He shot my grandmother first, then my father, my mother, and I cried and begged him. He shot me in front of my sister..."

"You don't need to continue." Zhou Tzu lowered his voice.

How could he forget what Red Scorpion is?

"Sir, you should be careful. He's taken a fancy to you, but if you win, it's tantamount to rejecting his invitation." Marin said to Zhou Chou seriously.

"Me? Probably not..."

"No, you don't know. When you were on the first floor of the casino with red wine on the Russian roulette table, he stood upstairs and watched you for 5 minutes."

"Thank you for your reminder." Zhou Cho couldn't help but start thinking about this question.Although the Yang family is also a wealthy family, Red Scorpion doesn't pay attention to small jewelers.If he really wants to do something...

They came to the Prince Hotel and saw that Marin seemed hungry, so Zhou Chou took him to have some supper.

Zhou Cho ordered a soup and a sandwich for himself.

"You can order whatever you want to eat."

Opening the menu, Marin only ordered a baked egg, which was the cheapest thing on the menu.

Zhou Chou smiled slightly: "Do you like to eat pasta? The sauce here has a strong taste."

"Ah... I like it."

"Then give it a try." Zhou Cho ordered a pasta and soup for Marin.

Seeing Marin eating the spaghetti carefully, Zhou Cho felt a little melancholy.

Marin was really hungry.Maybe Red Scorpion gave him exquisite and luxurious food, but it was impossible for Marin to enjoy it with peace of mind. All of this was torture, not as reassuring as the simple plate of pasta in front of him.

Back in the room, he took off his coat, perhaps because he was too tired, Zhou Cho only felt that his eyelids were heavy.He originally wanted to go to the bathroom to take a quick rinse, but he couldn't stand the gravity and fell on the bed and passed out.

The back of his mind told him that it was impossible, that he couldn't be this sleepy!He can monitor his target non-stop for two or three days, how could he be so tired after a long flight and a round in the casino!Something must be wrong!what happened……

No matter how he struggled, all his thoughts were trapped in that darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, looking at the luxurious curtain above the bed, Zhou Chou suddenly woke up, this is not his room!

"Oh, don't get excited, my dear." A low voice sounded, beating heavily on Zhou Chou's heart.

Zhou Chou turned sideways and saw Red Scorpion sitting on the sofa with his hands folded on his knees.

This room is extremely luxurious, and it really fits Red Scorpion's taste.Even the quilt covering Zhou Cho's body was made of silk.

"I like to see you sleeping." Red Scorpion said unhurriedly.

Zhou Zhao was surprised, when did he come here?It is impossible for someone to move him, and he can't even find it!There must be something wrong with the supper last night!

"Why am I here?"

"I invited you here. In order to give you a surprise, I specially asked someone to bring you from the Prince Hotel. I noticed that you didn't seem very happy to get along with me at the Red Casino last night. You are reserved, and the gift I gave you didn't make you smile. You don't want to get along with me." Hong Xie slowly walked to Zhou Zhou's bed and knelt down.

He was wearing a waist-tight suit, but it was hard to hide his burly figure, the mattress was sunken, and Zhou Cho was leaning slightly towards him.

"I... I'm just a little surprised to wake up suddenly in an unfamiliar environment. Actually, since you know my hotel room number, you can call and ask me out." Zhou Choo calmed down and smiled at the other party.

"You are calmer than I imagined, and I also like challenges. People like you are more interesting to conquer." Red Scorpion's finger touched Zhou Cho's earlobe. Zhou Cho was not used to such ambiguity, and even more so Needless to say this guy killed eight of his colleagues.

Zhou Chou leaned back, "Excuse me, where is this place?"

"You can treat this place as my palace, and we can have fun here." Red Scorpion carefully observed Zhou Chou's expression, expecting to catch a trace of fear from his eyes.

But Zhou Choo just raised his chin and looked around, without a trace of confusion on his expression, which aroused Red Scorpion's interest.

It's just that at this moment, what Zhou Zhao was thinking about was why he couldn't receive Leslie's message. Couldn't he locate his own location?

"I have prepared a very interesting game for you—" With the sound of Red Scorpion's voice, the curtain slowly opened, and it turned out that the place where Zhou Zhou was located was only a part of this huge space. In front of him was a ring, and the surrounding area It was full of spectators dressed in fancy clothes and masks, and the lights were brightly lit. Several muscular men stood by the ring, and the tattoos on their arms were their serial numbers.

Zhou Cho stood there in a daze.

"Today I invited a lot of guests, and they placed a bet to see how many people you can fight against. Dean, if you are thrown out of the ring, or you can't get up when you are beaten on the stage, you I lost. You also admit defeat yourself, and come back to me, I promise to love you well and never let you get hurt." Red Scorpion said all this calmly.