"You haven't realized it yet? We are already pawns in someone else's game. We can't help ourselves anymore," Jing Quan said with a smile.

Lao Peng was stunned. He thought that someone as upright as Jing Quan wouldn't be able to see it, but he didn't expect that he could see it more clearly than anyone else.

This made Lao Peng both surprised and a little alarmed.

Jing Quan didn't think too much, he just said what was in his heart.

…

The second floor of Xiangche Bar.

After the eleven people were seated, no waiter came to serve wine.

Everyone was silent and seemed to be waiting.

After a while, a thin man with an Asian face came upstairs coughing.

When they saw this person, everyone in the room suddenly stood up.

Everyone looked a little nervous.

The thin man looked like he was only in his thirties or forties, but he was leaning on a cane and limping every step of his life, which looked like he was in his twilight years.

But no one dared to laugh at him.

The two beautiful women accompanying him did not serve him like servants. After entering the room, they stood indifferently at the window, like two door gods.

"Let's all sit down." The man said in Chinese.

The people in the room looked at each other and sat down one after another.

Jing Quanyi frowned, "Chinese?!"

The same goes for Lao Peng. When he saw the man with a telescope, he felt a little uneasy.

Seeing that Lao Peng ignored him, Jing Quan asked again, "Do we have any information about this person in our archives?"

Lao Peng is already searching, but after all, they are hundreds of meters apart and the angle is not very good, so proofreading will take some time.

"Not found yet."

"Well...seeing as these guys are so afraid of him, he might be a ruthless person."

"Stop talking and take notes."

Jingquan smiled and said no more.

…

When the middle-aged man appeared, the observer also put down his telescope and said, "Everyone is here, please sir, can we start?"

"yes."

…

Look at the eleven people in front of you.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You are all the best in this game, and you are all the winners who have borrowed the identity of 'Player 0' to win in the fields you are good at. How come you see me, who looks so helpless?"

Why are Asian men who have the power to bind chickens so scared?"

The eleven people looked at each other, but no one spoke.

The middle-aged man was a little disappointed. He sighed and said, "I know that the original rules are no longer challenging for you, so... I gathered you from all over the world and decided to give each of you a final

A chance to win.”

After hearing these words, the eleven people present finally responded.

One of the young girls with the same Asian face asked, "Sir, you made an agreement with us before. No matter what method we use to play the game, as long as we can get a reward of one billion US dollars in the end, then this one billion US dollars will go into the hands of us players."

Private account, and you promised us that we and our families will get a new identity and start a new life, and no organization, including the National Security Department, will be able to find us. Can this promise still be fulfilled now?"

As soon as the girl said this, everyone else in the room looked at the middle-aged man with an Asian face.

The middle-aged man smiled when he heard the words, "Since it is an agreement, then of course we must abide by it. Moreover, I can fulfill the agreement now."

The girl smiled when she heard this and said, "Thank you very much."

"But..." The middle-aged man's smile gradually turned cold.

The atmosphere in the room, which had just become lively, cooled down again.

"But?" The girl also looked unkind.

"But don't you want to know why I summoned you all here tonight?"

Everyone couldn't sit still after hearing this.

Especially the girl who was very beautiful and kind-hearted, but there was a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.

The middle-aged man coughed and then looked at the people in front of him and said with a smile, "Don't worry, this is not the Hongmen Banquet, it's just a big gamble."

"A big gamble? Haha, Mr. Z, you just said that we are all the best in the game. Since we can finally achieve the goal of one billion US dollars, we should not be like rats... However, I also believe that human desires

There are still some limits. A billion dollars and a new life are enough for me." After saying this, the girl took out a special USB flash drive from her arms and placed it on the table in front of her.

The people sitting there glanced at the thing intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of uneasiness and surprise in their eyes.

The texture of the special USB flash drive is extraordinary, crystal clear under the light, and looks like a black diamond.

The middle-aged man called Mr. Z understood what the girl meant.

He nodded and said, "I understand, you are tired of this gamble and now you decide to stop early?"

The girl smiled and said, "If a billion dollars and a new life are not enough to make a gambler stop, then the person's desire is too terrible."

As she spoke, she looked at the other people beside her and behind her.

All I saw was indifference.

No one agreed with her, not even a look of recognition.

The girl stopped laughing. She turned back, looked at Mr. Z and said, "Anyway, my attitude is very clear. I think so far, this shouldn't be an excessive request, right?"

"No, it's not too much. It's not even a request." Mr. Z spread his hands and continued, "Leave your game ID and go downstairs. Someone will naturally arrange for you to return to China. Have a pleasant trip."

The girl was a little surprised and a little unsure when she heard this, but she still mustered up the courage to stand up.

"Thank you for the invitation. The game is very interesting and I enjoy every second." After saying that, the girl turned and went downstairs.

There are people waiting downstairs.

After seeing the girl, two men in black stood up and said, "Please follow me, the car is behind the bar."

After seeing these two people, the girl quietly put her hand into the bag she was carrying.

"OK."

…

"A car left." Jingquan reminded.

Lao Peng nodded and then launched a mini reconnaissance plane.

…

After the girl left for a while, Mr. Z asked, "Who among you wants to quit like her?"

No one responded.

Mr. Z smiled and said, "Are you worried that quitting at this time would mean seeking death?"

After the ten people left looked at each other, a young black man sitting at the back asked in fluent English, "Mr. Z, I want to ask, what is the bigger bet you mentioned?"

Mr. Z glanced at the black man and said, "Banggu, before I answer your question, I want to ask you, how much money did the winner of your last game take from you?"

Bang Gu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "One million dollars."

"Well...one million dollars...that's very reasonable, but the question is, how did I hear that the loser took away his daughter at the end of the game? Huh?" Mr. Z said calmly.

But Bangu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot.

After hearing this, everyone else turned to look at the black man.

From their eyes, Bang Gu saw sympathy, teasing, disgust and gloating.

They have different looks, but one thing is the same.

They were all looking at a dead man.

Bang Gu clenched his fists, then stood up suddenly and drew his weapon and pointed it at Mr. Z.

However, before Mr. Z could speak, a pink-faced man next to Banggu cut off Banggu's right hand holding the gun with a knife.

He draws the knife extremely fast.

No one present saw his movements clearly, including Jing Quan who was monitoring everyone.

"Ah!" Bang Gu was stunned for a moment and then screamed and fell down.

He held his arms and fell to the ground, blood spilled all over the floor.

Mr. Z sighed and said, "Rules are rules, not to mention that as a participant in the game, all participation intentions and bets are voluntary, but you have unnecessary sympathy. This is really regrettable."
Chapter completed!