Las Vegas. Savior Hotel.

This is a hotel jointly opened by the company and shareholders of the Middle East. It has more than 300 rooms and 17 presidential suites. The entertainment facilities downstairs are more complete, with a casino, and the daily turnover has exceeded 30 million US dollars. It has gradually gained a reputation in the increasingly decaying capital.

Of course, other people who engage in gambling must be dissatisfied, but they dare not take action. One of the two shareholders is a big middle-eastern dog, and there is nothing else but money. In this world, no one should offend anyone in the "God of Wealth". The second godfather-level HS leader is full of desperate people. If he gets him, he will be hacked to death in the house the next day.

Therefore, they could only use small actions on the "open side", such as finding a few good gambling skills to get some money to spend money, but Tang Dao and the others are not fools. They have long found some masters from HK to take charge, and they are cheating. When they go out, they are hacked to death!

At this time, in the casino, there was a burst of cheers at the blackjack card table.

There was a black man with a dreadlocked braid wearing a small golden jacket that could shine even with light. He held a cigar thicker than ** in his left hand and half raised his head, and held a white girl in his right hand. In Las Vegas, sex and gambling were legal. There were about a few hundred thousand dollars in front of him, which he had forced him to do.

Didn’t you see the faces of several “partners” opposite each other’s faces dark?

"Gentlemen, do you still have any bargaining chips?" said the black man with a smile.

"Don't be arrogant, Carmen Elle!" Someone pointed at the black man in dissatisfaction and cursed, "You are just a nigger, damn it, don't pull me, I will leave by myself."

Generally, there are private butlers behind VIPs. The family that curses people is obviously prominent and can afford one-to-one service in the hotel. This is at least tens of millions of dollars. The other party pulled down his clothes, and the man snorted away in a suit and snorted coldly.

This black man turned out to be Carmen Elle.

The most popular broker in the United States has helped Wal-Mart acquire Carrefour's largest store in Madagascar and received a commission of 300,000 US dollars. This income is generally low-key, but he doesn't know how to take the money and find a few women. He first went out to the sea to play, and then went to the Las Vegas casino.

I have better luck, and this won nearly 700,000.

Carmen Eller was very upset when he heard the other party's insults, but he also knew that the man's background could not be aroused, so he hummed, "Is this a gentleman? He only knows racial discrimination. He welcomes investment next time!" As he said that, he raised his hand and said louder and louder.

"Let's go, baby, let's go and have something else." Carmen Eller handed a stack of about a thousand dollars to the girl, then kissed her, and the two people swayed and smiled. He didn't have to worry about the money. The casino would deposit the money in his card. Of course, the card used by TBF bank is also a "forced" customer recruitment. You can not use it, but the public security in Las Vegas is not very good.

Outside, there are many homeless people. After the brightly dressed gamblers come out, they can get what they want with a knife. Why do they have to work hard?

Carmen Eller took the girl humming a song and walked outside, planning to find a car hotel to check in. It was still too expensive and it was okay to come and have fun occasionally, but living expenses were not a place where people in his pocket who only had such a little money could spend unscrupulously.

The top floor where you live alone costs more than 40,000 US dollars a night. This can help you find a third-tier actor in Hollywood. Someone can ruin money, but Carmen Eller is obviously not one of these people.

He kept making girls laugh and occasionally said some dirty words. If it weren't for professional ethics, who would have wanted to smell the stench of black people?

"Carmen Elle"

"kindness?"

When he walked to an alley, someone suddenly called him. He looked into the alley in confusion. There was a tall man standing inside, smoking a cigarette. The flame continued to light and dark with his breath. The man threw the cigarette butt and walked out in his pocket. He was a white man. "I have one thing I want to ask you."

"Who are you? Get out of here." Carmen Eller said unhappily, he still has some serious things to do.

The white man looked at the girl, looked at the watch, then smiled and leaned over, "Madam, I think you have to leave first, this gentleman is going to make a appointment." As he said that, he grabbed Carmen Elle's neck, which pulled him closer to the alley.

Seeing this, the girl was so beautiful that she was about to shout when she saw a baseball bat crying down from behind and fainted.

"You are too rude." The white man looked at the stick-holding companion and curled his lips.

"What I hate most in my life is a woman." My companion said ruthlessly, then raised the stick and tried to beat him. Obviously, he was mentally ill.

The white man pulled his mouth, Mad, a damn gay man, and if he didn't have a sewer, he liked to walk on the dry road. He frowned and said, "Don't kill me, otherwise it would be very troublesome." As he said that, he pulled Carmen Eller, who was already stunned, into the alley.

"Do you need me some foreplay? Or did you just treat it yourself?"

Carmen Elle's face turned pale because of fear. He was a little drunk and suddenly woke up. The man was very brave. He quickly raised his hand and kept asking the other party not to harm his life.

"Do you remember Carol Arthur?"

The black man nodded, "Remember, remember, he lost money here before, and I helped him advance it."

"Will you be so kind? Who are you helping to pull the string? Or who told you to do this?" The white man slowly leaned over his face and warned, "Don't play tricks on me, there is no surveillance here. If I stab you to death with one knife, you will be really dead."

This scared Mr. Carmen very much. "It's Yale Elliott, who is the advertising minister of Boeing and Carol's brother-in-law. I don't know the rest, I only know that the other party entrusted me to give the latter a check of $5 million."

"You really don't know the others?"

"I really don't know!" Carmen Eller raised his hand and shouted.

The white man nodded, then covered the other person's mouth, and the knife directly penetrated into the other person's heart. Carmen Eller stared at him, full of fear, and kept trying to struggle, but his whole body seemed to be drained. The former lay in his ear and said, "Sorry, you got involved in something you shouldn't have gotten involved."

Carmen Eller stared at her and died with his eyes closed.

The white man wiped the weapon clean on the other party's clothes, then walked out of the alley calmly, nodded with his companion smoking outside. The two of them gradually got farther apart, so naturally someone would find the body.

The next day, a garbage collector found the body in the alley. He was frightened, but did not call the police. Instead, he took away all the money and ran away in panic. Finally, a patrolman saw that the other party was very panic, walked into the alley in confusion, and then notified his colleagues.

At the same time, I also applied for the wanted vagabond.

Who made him unable to hire a lawyer? There must be a case-solving rate.

The police in Las Vegas did not know that in Moscow, a murder case also occurred. A woman named Natalia from the Ministry of Energy and her lover were found dead in a hotel with 16 bullets. This was so cruel that some people speculated that they were killing people for love, otherwise, who would have shot 16 times?

Natalia's husband, a local lawyer, is the biggest suspect.

…

"You mean, is there a high possibility that Boeing is messing with me?"

Tang Dao was using lunch, a piece of steak, sturgeon burger and a small cup of authentic mountain spring. People who are not in a good spirit eat differently than ordinary people.

Hearing the little angel's summary, he calmly tasted the sirloin steak slowly, chewed it for two or three bites, and swallowed it all at once. I heard that this can keep the original flavor of the steak?

The little angel stood beside her hands, bowed and whispered, "It seems so now."

Tang Dao's hand cut the steak and then returned to normal, but his voice became less happy, "Did Leona betray me?" This was very quiet at first, but then gradually became louder. Finally, he raised several tones at once and directly hit the table!

This made the servants next to them dare not look up.

Boss Tang is actually a person who is domineering outside and disabled inside. To be precise, a person with a tendency to be violent. His psychological experts have said that his personality is paranoid, and he is full of aggressiveness and possessiveness, and then... he beat him up.

"I hate being deceived." Tang Dao seemed to be talking to himself, but the little angel heard the meaning and bowed his body even more. He leaned his ears and waited for him to continue to instruct, "Please invite Leona and his husband over, and I want to have a good chat with them."

"And!" Just as the little angel was about to give orders, he heard the boss say again, "Contact Mr. Hull of Boeing and let's discuss some things."

This was amazing, and the little angel and the secretary looked at each other. They all felt that the boss must not be talking like this very simply. Will he start to do it?

They were not worried at all whether the boss could beat Reg Hull. Just like that old man, he could knock him down with one punch, because he was afraid of being beaten to death!

Hurst Theodore wanted to speak on the side, but was pulled down by the little angel. The two nodded and responded.

After leaving the door, the secretary frowned and said to the other party, "Why did you pull me just now?"

"The boss is useless to persuade him now." The little angel spread his hands and said, "What we should consider now is where the nearest hospital is, how good the doctor's surgical skills are, or how many years should I pay for."

Mad, the two felt that Mr. Hull was dead.

…

When Reg Hull received the invitation, he was stunned, but he met without hesitation. Anyway, is it necessary to give face? Of course he didn't know that the boss of the Savior Company was already showing him the ambulance.

He thought this was just an ordinary invitation, or that Asians were planning to talk to him about cooperation, should he be more reserved? Or put on airs?
Chapter completed!