Chapter 93: Almost missed a big deal

After nine consecutive games, Hu Linlin actually won. After more than 15 points, the dealer kept losing, but Zhao Jianhui was always calm. When he bet, he just threw down a thousand dollars every time, and never made more. But even so, in less than half an hour, Hu Linlin actually won nine thousand dollars. In addition, he had won on the slot machine just now, and had already made a net profit of nearly ten thousand dollars.

"You are really HOLD. Usually no one wants it if it exceeds 15!" Seeing Hu Linlin calm down, Zhao Jianhui said with a smile.

"You are lucky. What I bet today is luck. I originally wanted to lose all your money, but who knows how to win all the time." After winning the money, Hu Linlin felt much more cheerful. After hearing Zhao Jianhui's words, she still said resentfully.

At this moment, the dealer changed to an Asian young man. Zhao Jianhui gently touched Hu Linlin's arm with his elbow and whispered: "Turn the table and try something else?"

"If you go, go, who is afraid of whom? Anyway, the money is yours." Hu Linlin said as she stood up. Several other foreigners who were watching the battle just now followed him, and kept saying that Hu Linlin was too lucky today.

The two of them went to play the Russian turntable again, and they could bet on which number to turn the turntable, or red or black. Hu Linlin said that she couldn't guess the numbers, so she bet on red and black. It was really weird. This turntable seemed to have a relative with Hu Linlin, but it kept turning the red and even opened nine turns of the turntable, which almost made Zhao Jianhui happy. Although the money she won was not much, she could win money in the casino, which was just a fun thing.

"What are you doing when you go back to China? Just stay in Las Vegas and bet on money!" Seeing Hu Linlin's face finally showing a smile, Zhao Jianhui joked with a smile.

"That's not bad. I stay here to bet, you've been my follower behind me!" Hu Linlin stared at Zhao Jianhui, her eyes flashing tenderly. Zhao Jianhui's heart beat, and she thought to herself that she had finally made you happy, why haven't you forgotten this matter yet?

So, Zhao Jianhui laughed and said, "Haha, little gambling can only be regarded as entertainment with a relaxed mood, but not as a serious matter. I think you should go back and be the best."

Hu Linlin glared at Zhao Jianhui with resentment and snorted in a low voice: "Forget it, I won't play anymore. I'll go back to rest. It's no fun to play with you."

At this moment, with a scream, several gamblers approaching Zhao Jianhui suddenly calmed down. As everyone looked at each other, on a table not far from Zhao Jianhui and Hu Linlin, a blonde beauty in black backless suit was holding a pistol in her hand and pointing at a white man in her fifties opposite her.

The woman's chest was tightly tightly with only a narrow strip of cloth, and two plump snowballs could be seen outside the exposed hair. The other narrow strip was slanted from the left shoulder to the right waist, not covering too much body. Instead, it was even more confusing because of the faint effect. Her lower skirt was only as close as her hips, and her waist was slightly lowered to her slightly slim waist, fully highlighting the exquisite curves of her waist and hips. As for a pair of cloth raised and stepped on the chair, it was completely exposed, and she looked white and crystal clear under the light.

It was such a woman who actually held a silver pistol in her hand and pointed the slender barrel at the old man opposite. This was already weird enough, but the man opposite did not change his color at all. She was still sitting on the chair calmly, with a faint smile on her face.

However, it was not the man and woman who attracted Zhao Jianhui's gaze. Just next to the woman in black, there was a girl wearing a white thin flower one-piece dress, revealing her smooth right shoulder and jade arms.

The girl's cute face, flowing long hair, and a large pink bow on her left shoulder were like an enamel doll that came out of an oriental fairy tale, especially her slender legs under her short skirt, and the pair of high-heeled crystal sandals wrapped around her feet with only a few thin ropes, which made her look like a beautiful goddess from a mysterious country, making the men and women around her unable to help but look at her.

It was as if it was contagious. The hall, which was originally noisy, was silent with the two beautiful girls as the center. It was like a pool of spring water thrown by a stone, slowly radiating from near to far. In a short while, the entire hall had slowly calmed down.

Zhao Jianhui, Hu Linlin, and the gamblers around him, as well as casino waiters, casino princesses, dealers, dealers, and even plainclothes security guards in the casino were still in place like a painting. Time seemed to be still, the air was also still, and everything in the world seemed to be still. This sudden change was so shocking.

It is not that no one has seen a girl holding a gun, but it is rare to see people who dare to draw a gun in this place. In addition, the hand holding the pistol is so white, tender and delicate, and the owner of this hand is so beautiful that almost everyone was stunned by everything in front of him.

"Oh my god, it's her. I'm going to have a good show now."

"Well, beautiful Isabella, she's gotten into big trouble this time."

Just as everyone was talking in a low voice, they saw four young men wearing sunglasses and black round neck shirts standing behind the old man moved at the same time. The two quickly blocked the old man. The other two men had pointed the muzzle in their hands at the chest of Isabella and the girl in a white skirt beside her.

"Damn it, you dare to point a gun at me? Take them to my private room. It seems that today I not only want to take back the bet I just now, but also add a little more interest." The old man said, turning around and walking into the VIP private room on the side.

"Madison, don't force me. I said I would use the money to bet with you again and let your subordinates get out of the way, otherwise I will really shoot...ah..." Before I finished speaking, the man standing in front of him had already grabbed her hand holding the gun. Without much effort, he had already grabbed the gun in her hand. Isabella was already holding her belly and bent down.

The girl in a white dress was treated better than her. Another young man grabbed her hair and dragged her towards the VIP private room. She kept struggling and screaming while walking.

"Hell...Isn't this an international supermodel Miss Lin Xuanling? She screams so nicely, haha..."

"Yes, if you were in bed, it would definitely be a hundred times more lingering than now..."

Beside Zhao Jianhui, the two a little vulgar foreigners were talking, as if they saw Lin Xuanling standing in front of them, waving towards the two people.

"Shut up your stinky mouths." Zhao Jianhui cursed fiercely and said to Hu Linlin: "You go back to the room first, I have something to do."

"No, you can't go over..." Hu Linlin said, and opened her arms and stopped Zhao Jianhui in front of him: "Those people have guns, I can't let you go over and die."

"Will I go to die?" Zhao Jianhui shook his head disdainfully and pushed Hu Linlin away. Hu Linlin stubbornly grabbed Zhao Jianhui's arm again: "What are you doing if you are not going to die? This is not in China, no one is afraid of your background..."

"What are you saying? Don't delay things. That girl is my friend..." Seeing that Lin Xuanling was about to be dragged into the VIP room, Zhao Jianhui pushed Hu Linlin away. In just a few steps, he had already reached the young man who was holding Lin Xuanling's hair and dragging his VIP room. Without waiting for the gun in his right hand to raise it, a knife slashed at his wrist. The moment his pistol landed, the other hand swayed, and it had already stuck his throat: "Let go of this girl, otherwise I'll cut off your throat..."

"Uh..." The man felt that his neck was tightened by an iron hoop, and he could not make any sound when he opened his mouth. The right hand, who had just been chopped, could not use any strength to use any strength. He quickly loosened his left hand and grabbed Zhao Jianhui's wrist hard, trying to spread the hand that had curbed his life.

However, without his strength, the hand did not move at all. However, the finger stuck on his neck slightly loosened: "Don't waste your energy, you can't break free, let your companion release the girl..."

"Bastard..." The young man holding Isabella had already seen what Zhao Jianhui did, threw Isabella away, and pointed the gun in his hand at Zhao Jianhui.

He knew very well what his companions had, but he didn't even have a chance to resist by the young man, which means that this person was a big enemy. Therefore, this time he no longer acted with a gun like when he faced Isabella just now. His fingers had already pressed the trigger - in the mind, with a gunshot, a life would disappear in front of him. What an exciting thing is this? His face was slightly red from excitement.

But at this moment, an unexpected scene happened. The girl who was rescued by the man just now - oh, no, there was another beautiful lady Dongfang. The two of them flew into the man's arms almost at the same time.

What is this for? Is it so incredible to use my flesh and blood to block the bullet for the man?

In the hall, the man with his head shrank almost made an incredible exclamation. It was obviously impossible to happen, but at this time it actually happened in front of him.

"Uh...why are you doing? I almost ruined my big business..." Taking advantage of the young man holding a gun, Zhao Jianhui's arm moved, and a thousand yuan bargaining chip shot out at the young man.
Chapter completed!