Chapter 145 Talking with a gun

Inside the casino, there are three underground floors, where the equipment hosts and managers responsible for running the equipment are mainly distributed. This floor is usually called the "management layer".

Before the surveillance screen, the security supervisor was watching the scene at the door from the camera located at the casino gate. Seeing An Feng's back disappearing into the darkness, he turned around and asked the technicians around: "Can you interpret the conversation between those two... just now?"

The technical director looked at the replay of the screen and shook his head: "Their bodies kept shaking and the computer could not lock. Most of the time, their lips were not in the camera - yes, both of them were like this, we couldn't interpret their lips. Besides, the sound outside the building was noisy and the ambient sound was too strong..."

The technical supervisor's voice fell down, and the security supervisor nodded. At this time, in the gambling hall, someone finally raised his hand to surrender. He stood up and made a proposal: "Why don't we close the market today. I am tired and hungry. I urgently need to take a hot bath and find a few other beauties for massage.

The person who spoke was the Norwegian fishery king. This sentence means that he is unwilling to kill him, but perhaps An Feng's sudden departure alarmed him... Look, the bystanders can't stand it anymore. If they continue to destroy it, it is easy to cause hatred. I am here to entertain, not to attract hatred. The departure of the bystander may have circumstantial evidence of this "hatred", so it's better to stop at the right time.

The proposal was immediately responded by others. The Japanese construction businessman stood up and threw away the chips in his hands and said, "When people reach old age, they need to pay special attention to health. I am old and don't adapt to this all-night entertainment. Let's take a break early... Those who are willing to leave this bet can check out and leave. Those who are willing to continue will be able to start a new war here after the sun rises tomorrow."

The last man at the gambling table also stood up, and he turned away without saying a word - he became the first person to leave the gambling game. At this time, the two women at the gambling table had lost without recognizing the face. The rich widow sat in his place in a daze, as if he was savoring, and seemed to be considering whether to check out and leave. The outdated female star had already stood up. At this moment, the security guard at the gambling table grabbed a step forward, and the outdated female star whispered in his ear: "Madam, please stay, our supervisor has something to talk to you."

The casino security supervisor flicked his finger, received the instructions, walked quickly to the out-of-date female star, and whispered: "Miss, please stay,

The outdated female star was stunned for a moment, with a look of refusal on her face, and the security guard immediately added: "Madam, please don't make things too embarrassing."

The outdated female star stood there, her fingers blankly on the edge of the table, as if she wanted to find support or find something to protect her safety. She looked at the door of the casino, but there was only her back that kept leaving.

After a while, the hall became empty, and the security guard whispered to the anger female star to follow him. At this time, another security guard took a step forward and made a hostage action. The anger female star looked scared and desperate, and had to walk into the hidden door behind him under the hostage of two security guards - the surveillance video in the casino lobby. The casino has no right to clean it, and the police station has the right to review it at any time. Therefore, the gambler is absolutely safe in the hall, but when he arrives in the backstage corridor, he may not be sure what he will encounter.

In the backstage corridor, the security supervisor held a stack of files in his hand and was already impatient. When he saw an angry female star, he tapped his palm with the files in disgust and said, "I'm already impatient. What's your real name? Oh, you have three pseudonyms, nicknamed "Gypsy,". You used to be an acrobat, but now you are old, you can still climb over and climb... Where do you want to climb? Tell me, how many of you are still there.

Oh, I don’t like to attack women, but I can’t attack women, don’t challenge my patience. Tell me, hurry up, I’m very impatient..."

"Gypsy" trembled all over: "You, you recognized the wrong person, I am an actor... I have acted in several movies, I have a lot of fans, and I still have a movie appointment now..."

"Your pay is not enough for you to gamble. Today you lost 1.3 million with me. You won 230,000 yesterday. You lost more and won less. Where did you get the money to bet on me? Tell me who paid the bill for you?" The security supervisor Yang Yang file and pointed to the direction of the casino gate: "Don't tell me: You are fishing for the young man just now. I know he is a pervert, but he won't be so tasteless, right?"

At this time, Odney, who was disdained by the security supervisor, had already taken the "Envoyance" car. He had been blindfolded by someone, but even so he did not forget to show off his character - the other party did not restrict his hands and mouth, and he could also ignite the precious Havana cigar and taste the mellowness of top cigars

Unfortunately, the street girl who accompanied him in the car did not like the smell of cigars, and the driver sitting in the front row was not very good at taste. The mellow cigars caused them to cough and their faces were full of disgust.

The car finally stopped in a small suburban courtyard. The street girl sitting beside him patted Odney on the shoulder and greeted: "Mr. Odney, please stretch your right foot... Please forgive me. I can't uncover your hood yet. You must walk into the house with your eyes blindfolded."

Odney reached out his right foot and leaned on the ground. When he got off the bus, he was not standing in a balance. He swayed for a while and almost threw himself to the ground. The driver who had just gotten off the bus subconsciously supported Odney. Odney then wanted to grab the life-saving straw and held the driver's hand tightly, so that the driver had to hold the other party's hand, and saw the other party tremblingly walking into the house.

The lights were on and someone uncovered Odney's eye mask.

The room seemed to be an abandoned bar. There was only a large billiard table in the empty hall. Behind the big table was a bar, and there were all kinds of wine utensils. There were only a few hanging ceilings above my head, and a gray-haired, fifty-year-old man with a noble look was shining under a chandelier. He sat leisurely behind the big table, with eight or nine people sitting in the shadow beside him. Audney's former girlfriend was dressed in a bright and stylish manner, sitting side by side with the old man. She pressed her palms against the edge of the table, looking at Audney indifferently.

The gray-haired man, Odney, has seen him. He is the leader of another theft gang, "Crocodile". He sent someone to hijack Odney and hoped that Odney would join their team.

"Crocodile" stood up and greeted Odney with a smile, while slowly walking to Odney's ex-girlfriend. He patted the woman's shoulder with his hands, tilted his head, smiled meaningfully, and said, "We have a debt, not me, but a debt between you and your woman. Unfortunately, this woman is my woman now, so I will come forward to collect the debt. Do you have any objections?"

Odney spread his hands and shrugged. He turned his face to his "ex-girlfriend", with a signature gentle smile on his face, and asked carefully and considerately: "Who are you?"

"Ex-girlfriend" stood up angrily and blurted out: "Odney, have you forgotten me? You actually forgot me?"

Odney showed a hint of grievance and a hint of unwillingness on his face. He asked calmly: "Can you remind me?"

The ex-girlfriend raised her index finger angrily and shouted: "We met you last night. You admitted it. You called out my name in person and said you were wronged. You didn't tell me to escape alone. Today, one day passed, and you pretended not to know me anymore?"

Odney's expression of grievance became stronger. He took a deep breath and made a resigned look: "This, I was not the me of last night... Well, how did you recognize me?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of my mouth: "This is a secret, Odney, what are you willing to pay for this secret? Tell me your conditions. As long as your conditions move me, we can talk."

The "crocodile"'s hand was still on the shoulder of his ex-girlfriend. Hearing this, he raised his hand and slapped the woman politely. The slap was very powerful, directly sweeping the woman under the table. Then, the "crocodile" supported his gentle hands on the edge of the table, and looked at Odney softly: "Okay, let's get straight to the point. I heard that you are good at forging artworks. I need you. I need to help me an exhibit that can be exhibited. Its value must be enough to enter the underground vault... You have no choice, you must complete this work for me.

Odney showed a flattering smile on his face. He asked timidly, tentatively, indeterminately, guiltily: "What if I say no?"

"Crocodile" tried hard to make a hideous expression: "You can try."

Odney looked around timidly. He squirmed his lips gently and made a mouth shape, which seemed to be "I refuse". But... he was obviously brave and arrogant and bold, but Odney used such a cowardly expression, and the bystanders in the house were suddenly laughing uncontrollably - they were laughing in a ruthless way.

"Crocodile" also laughed wildly. When everyone laughed until their stomachs hurt, he encouraged the other party loudly when the laughter paused: "High the sound, if you make a louder sound, my ears will not work."

As soon as he finished speaking, Odney opposite him flipped his hand and a black pistol appeared in his hand. At this time, Odney's mouth seemed to be saying: "Are you familiar with this language?"

"Crocodile" was stunned for a moment, and a thought flashed through his mind: "This gun looks so familiar... No, how could he have a gun on his body? There is someone in my car, and it is impossible for the people in the car to have not searched him. This is common sense... No, how dare Odney, who has always been timid, put a gun at me? How dare he?"

This is not a Hollywood movie. Since the gun appeared in Odney's hand, he has lost interest in asking questions and directly pulled the trigger.

The companions behind the "Crocodile" actually had guns on their hands, and the guns on their hands were actually loaded. When a gun appeared like lightning in Odney's hand, many people laughed wildly and subconsciously wanted to raise the gun while wiping away their tears. But...

The gun fired the machine gun speed in Odney's hand, and the gunshots were connected. When the gunshots subsided, there were only five people left in the room: the "ex-girlfriend" who was slapped under the table by a crocodile, the driver in the car just now, and the street girl who picked Odney up, plus the crocodile and Odney himself.

The driver's posture is now very strange. His hand has reached his armpit, but the expression on his face is very strange. He seems to be extremely surprised, extremely shocked, extremely strange, extremely confused, and completely unable to understand... After the gunshots subsided, the driver unwilling to lift up his clothes and verify the touching feeling on his hands with his own eyes. Finally, he saw the situation under his armpit: the gun holster under his armpit was empty.

Where is my gun? Where is it hidden?

The face of the "crocodile" was facing the driver. When he saw the driver's action, he realized that he still maintained a gentlemanly look and said slowly: "No wonder this pistol makes me feel familiar.

At the same time, the shocked "street girl" also recalled: Damn, this man pretended to fall when he entered the door just now, and the driver kindly went over to help him, and he touched the driver's gun away. Thieves, liars, despise you

Everyone in the room dared not move. Odney shook his gun and said calmly in a sarcastic tone: "Can you understand what I say like this? I said: I refuse. Do you have any objections now? Oh, guess again, how many bullets are there in this gun?"

The gunshots were dense just now, and no one could count the number of shots. Besides, Odney on the opposite side was obviously full of evil things. Who dares to guess how many bullets were left in his gun? Isn’t this looking for a beating?

Everyone in the room solidified their bodies in place, for fear that they would cause shooting if they had any movement - they all refused to answer

The "crocodile"'s hands were still on the edge of the table. At this time, he tried to listen to the movements around him. The more he listened, the more creepy he felt, his hair was standing up. Eight or nine people behind him didn't make a trace of moaning, and of course, there was no sound of breathing.

This is the "crocodile" looking at Odney's ex-girlfriend with a reproachful look, and a roar of anger quickly surged in his heart: "What's going on? Didn't you say that Odney has always been timid? Didn't you say that this man's hands are only good at making fake antiques? How could he hold the pistol so steadily?

No, no, this is not a matter of steady hand, this is a super killer. In the fast shooting, few bullets fell out. Eight or nine people behind me, and now there is not even a single injured person, and they all stopped breathing.

What a precise and fast shooting method this is? Can this skill be practiced in one or two days? How long have you been with him on and under the bed? You didn't know at all. You misled me, you idiot."

What a cruel and resolute method this is? What a wise and decisive judgment. Before he shot, he didn't even have a classic Hollywood dialogue, and he fired without saying a word. He shot first and then spoke, this was a sneak attack, this was a battle undeclared, this was despicable, shameless, no moral integrity, and no bottom line... Calm down, I still have a chance to turn the tables, and now I have to calm down.

With a bang, Odney pulled the trigger again - he still shot and then spoke, and this man couldn't change this problem.

The "street woman" at the gate had the weakest physical strength. She stood stiff for a long time, and couldn't help but tremble. Just then, Odney's gun flipped around in a fancy way. He didn't even look back, and he didn't glance at the corner of his eyes towards the street girl. The barrel rushed out of his armpit...

As soon as the gun rang, the street girl howled, hugged her thigh and fell to the ground. She complained in a grievance: "My legs, my dance, rely on these legs... You ruined my career, you ruined my life."

Odney, who turned his back to her, nodded and admitted honestly: "That's right, Miss, I apologize to you solemnly.

The driver was hiding a small pistol at his ankle. Just now, when the dancer was shaking, the driver took the opportunity to arch his body and prepare to pull out the gun, but just as his toes were lifted, Odney shot out without hesitation. The driver's intention came to an abrupt end and his body was unstable. After Odney apologized, he could no longer maintain his physical balance. He tried hard to hold on to his toes, but his body still fell back uncontrollably. In fear, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "No."

When the driver fell, he tried his best to stretch his body out. His hands were far away from his ankles, hoping that this would not attract the opponent's attack. Judging from the series of things just now, the guest he pulled back shot very decisively, showing a firm will and an uncompromising position. He was afraid that his movement would cause a shooting. After falling, he did not dare to move, and his whole body was straight and straight.

However, the magical thing was that he did not hear gunshots in his ears - now, in front of the "crocodile" opposite him

"There are no bullets", the thought flashed across the mind of the "crocodile", his hand was faster than his mind. He flipped his right hand and grabbed a pistol thrown on the table... At this moment, the woman who was slapped at the table by him suddenly jumped up, and a fish jumped towards the "crocodile", shouting: "No"

Almost at the same moment, gunfire sounded, and the expression on Odney's face that shot did not change at all.

The gun directly hit the arm of the "crocodile" and the bullet hit the "crocodile"'s thumb. The impact force immediately cut off the "crocodile"'s thumb. The remaining impact force made the "crocodile" unable to grasp the gun in his hand, and the pistol flew into the air... At this time, Odney, who was standing opposite the table, shook his body.

Yes, Odney shook his body. In fact, his movements were to jump forward, jump up and grab the pistol flying in the air, and retreat to the spot like lightning. Because this series of movements was too fast, the "street girl" in the room only cared about holding her thighs and cried in pain. The fallen driver did not dare to move, and was only worried about attracting shooting; the "crocodile"'s right thumb was cut off by the bullet, and the impact of the bullet made his palm a little deformed, and his face twisted in pain... Then, the "crocodile" was rushed to the ground by Odney's ex-girlfriend.

No one has time to pay attention to Odney's actions at this moment.

So it seemed as if Odney had never moved, but at this time he had already grabbed two guns in his hand. The gun handle was covered with blood, and it was a little wet and slippery. The gun in his right hand and the gun sleeve had retreated behind the stopper - this means: the bullets of the gun had been emptied.
Chapter completed!