Super Treasure Hunter

When entering the building, Zhou Zhong and Anna observed the surrounding terrain at the same time, and then followed in after confirming that there was no danger.

The Fatty and Uncle Sam didn't have any awareness of this aspect, so they walked inside. Anna noticed this and felt a little strange. This kind of crisis awareness should be a good quality of masters, why is there no "mid week"? Instead, the Chinese kid has?

Take the elevator to the fifteenth floor, which has reached the top floor. Vegas does not have a skyscraper that is too high. Generally, the tall buildings are more than ten stories high. Once you enter here, you will find a huge office, which even contains an indoor golf course!

At this time, an old man in sportswear and a baseball cap was swinging.

"Boss, the man has brought it." The black man stepped forward and said respectfully.

The old man ignored it, as if he hadn't heard him, and continued to swing intently, swishing the ball out.

Puff~ The little white ball went directly into the hole. The old man smiled. He was obviously very satisfied with his ball. Then he put down his cue and looked at the people in Zhou Zhong. After looking at it, it fell on Zhou Zhong again. .

"Mr. Zhou, Long Yang." The old man said to Zhou Zhong in English.

In the middle of the week, he didn't know why the old man called himself over, and he said, "Old sir, I don't know what's the matter with you calling me here? It won't be me who won you some money, are you unwilling?"

The old man suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha, won it? Mr. Zhou's vision is too high. Since Mr. Zhou arrived in Vegas yesterday, until today, Mr. Zhou has won four of my casinos."

"Four? Isn't it MGM? I haven't been to Venice yet?" said in confusion in the middle of the week.

The old man sneered and said: "The three casinos, including Paradise Casino, are also my industry."

"what?"

In the middle of the week, how many people couldn't help crying out in exclamation. Those who won for a long time won all the money of one person? This next week is a bit embarrassing. Who knows that the owner of these casinos is all alone.

"Mr. Zhou's doing this is a bit unruly? Look at Mr. Zhou's skills, he is definitely a master of gambling, but he has never heard of Mr. Zhou's name before. According to the rules of the road, if it is like picking a place, there is no such thing as Mr. Zhou. You are a little messy." The old man said to Zhou Zhong with a gloomy expression.

In the middle of the week, I was a little embarrassed, but no one was happy to be slapped with such a lesson, so he sneered and said: "This old gentleman, isn't the casino just for people to play? Why, I can only gamble. It’s the rule that the customer loses, and the gambler wins is not in compliance with the rules? Also, I am not a member of your gambling world, I am a very ordinary little gambler."

A sulky light flashed in the old man’s eyes, and he could play several casinos in Vegas. Is this something ordinary people can do? He has been in Vegas for twenty years. Even if the mayor sees him, he must be polite, but this Chinese boy has no face.

"Since you don't know how to promote, then live in Vegas a little longer. When you figure it out, I will consider letting you go."

The old man finished speaking and said, "Take them to the suburban manor. It looks like no one can leave the manor without my instructions! No one is allowed to visit!"

"Yes!" The surrounding big Hans immediately surrounded them aggressively.

Uncle Sam was terrified. He seemed to know who the old man was before him. He quickly said to Zhou Zhong and Anna: "He is Humphrey, the Vegas gambling tycoon! There are thirty casinos all over the world. He is worth tens of billions! I heard that he has a background in the underworld, and no one dares to care about him when he talks about it in Vegas!"

Hearing Uncle Sam’s explanation, it was only in the middle of the week that he realized what a powerful character this old man was. Anna was a little angry. She didn't want to be locked up, but she couldn't reveal her identity, otherwise he would definitely make him doubt.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a dozen black people rushed in.

"Mr. Humphrey, how did my friend offend you? As for making you so angry?" A black man walked in with a smile, and bowed politely when he looked towards the middle of the week.

Zhou Zhong looked at the black man in surprise and said, "Is it you?"

The black nodded and said respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Zhou, my name is Tylen."

"Hello." He nodded in return in the middle of the week. He didn't expect that this black man was about to lose out in the casino yesterday, and then followed the black man who suppressed twice in the middle of the week.

Although they didn't make a lot of money in those two times, they were enough to make back his capital, but they broke his happiness.

Humphrey's face turned a little ugly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Tyron, what are you doing here! I tell you, don't make me anxious!"

When Tyron saw Humphrey's delivery, he was not afraid at all, and said with a sneer: "Mr. Humphrey, don't be angry. Our gang is just a small gang, and of course there is no comparison with your power. When I came this time, I didn't want to trouble Mr. Humphrey, I just wanted to take away my friends."

"Your friend?" Humphrey looked at a few people in the middle of the week with an ugly face, and couldn't think of how many people were still related to the gang.

Gangsters, in fact, Tyron's gangsters are called gangsters because their members are all blacks! Let's defend our legitimate rights and interests, otherwise the black people in the United States would be really hard to move.

"Mr. Humphrey, you should let them go." Tyron continued to persuade Humphrey.

Humphrey snorted coldly, squinted and said, "What if I don't let it go?"

When Tyron saw that Humphrey did not see the coffin and did not cry, he sneered and said to Humphrey: "Mr. Humphrey, you can go to the window first, and then we will continue to talk, otherwise the four of us Did not stay at the same stage."

See i positive) edition) Chapter B, Section J

Humphrey didn't know what Tyron meant, opened a gap in the curtain, and glanced outside.

I saw the crowds on the street where the whole butcher shop was located, and a large area of ​​black was overwhelming, occupying the entire road. These black people held plaques in their hands and shouted neatly. At the beginning, there were about ten people, but gradually many passersby joined them. After a while, the entire Vegas lady was covered with demonstrations and even the car was paralyzed. , Conservatively estimated that there are hundreds of thousands, right? And this growth trend is still increasing obviously! "

Humphrey's complexion was uncertain, and it was unexpected that Tyron would play such a hand.

In the United States, blacks are a very special position. Although Americans look down on them and often despise them, they still dare not make trouble too rigid.

Tyron smiled and walked to the window, looked at the dense parade below, and said to Humphrey: "They have already told about the seizure of gamblers in your casino. You know, although our gangs are inferior in all aspects. You. But we black people are united. As long as we raise our arms and shout, black people in the whole country and the world will stand on our side? Do you say you are letting people go or not?"