Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

Chapter 433 Who is the Boss? ｜Dragon of Judgment: Initiation of War (3)

"Fake Squid! I'm going to kill you!!!" Na Ni Ge was afraid that he couldn't afford it, so he pulled out a revolver from his waist and suddenly pressed the trigger amidst the screams of the surrounding people! "Go to hell! Yellow-skinned monkey!"

"boom!"

The Yanguo man simply tilted his head and easily dodged the bullets fired by Ni Ge. In Ni Ge's fearful eyes, the surrounding onlookers fled in all directions, and he kept walking slowly towards Ni Ge. , even if Nige Gambler crazily pressed the trigger and bullets were shot at him one after another, he didn't even try to dodge!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

Until the magazine is empty.

The Yanguo person shook his head without shaking, and came to Ni Ge easily and freely, grabbed the revolver from Ni Ge, and shook it casually: "This is a casino, sir, don't play if you can't afford to lose..."

"Everyone! I can choose to forgive this gentleman's impulsiveness, but casinos have casino rules!" Yanguo people shouted to the surroundings, "Everyone, let's talk! How about we play Russian roulette?!"

The shocked onlookers saw that the Yanguo man had miraculously dodged all the bullets and directly seized the firearms from the singer. They couldn't help but come back. From time to time, some people muttered something like "I'll kick you to death". Discourse.

"Let him play! Let him play!"

The whole place was excited!

"Look, you were the one who shot first, sir. We won't bet money this time... bet our lives, right?" The Yanguo native smiled slightly, opened the magazine, took out a bullet from his pocket, and stuffed it in, "Of course. Everyone is a witness, I guess you don’t want to be arrested by MCPD (Miami Police Department), right?”

"...Fake, just bet!" Na Nige roared angrily, "Come if you can! You yellow..."

"If you dare to say that word again, I will shoot you."

The Yanguo man's expression changed instantly, and an astonishing aura erupted from his body, causing everyone present to suddenly suffocate!

That's the aura of a guy who has really killed someone!

He's not kidding! He really dares to kill people!

Nige Gambler closed his mouth angrily, but his face was full of unwillingness.

"Then... let's get started." A warm smile appeared on Yan Guoren's face again. He slammed the magazine shut, then gently rubbed the magazine, making a crisp sound, "Ladies first."

The revolver was handed over gently. Ni Ge swallowed his saliva, held the handle of the revolver and pressed it against his temple tremblingly, and then...

"Snapped."

Ni Ge's face instantly breathed a sigh of relief. This revolver has a total ammunition capacity of five rounds. In other words, there is a 1/4 chance that the hateful Yanguo man in front of him will die suddenly on the spot!

"Hehehehe..." Ni Ge proudly threw the revolver to the Yanguo people, showing a mocking smile, and even gestured with his hand like a gun, making a gesture of being shot in the head.

The taunt value is full.

"Hmm... It seems you are in good luck." The Yanguo man politely took the revolver and shook it, grinning, "Tell me, sir, what is the core of comedy?"

"Ah?" Ni Ge was suddenly startled, because the Yanguo man had already pointed the muzzle of the gun at his temple and pressed the trigger briskly!

"Snapped!"

Nothing happened.

"Timing." Yan Guoren grinned and even tilted his head. He did not hand the revolver to Ni Ge, but pointed the gun at his own eyebrow again? ! "So...what is courage?"

In everyone's astonished eyes, the Yanguo man pressed the trigger again!

"Snapped!"

Still... nothing happened.

"Remain elegant in the face of pressure." Yan Guoren put the revolver briskly against his chin, his smile gradually becoming colder, "Now... tell me, sir..."

"Who is the Boss? (Who is the boss?)"

"Snapped!"

Trigger, press again! ! !

"I am the Boss." The Yanguo people sneered and pointed their guns at the Ni Ge.

Everyone knew that this time, Ni Ge had offended someone he shouldn't have.

But no one chose to call the police... because that Nige asked for it.

"Oh, Fuck." Nige only said a standard American curse before she died.

"boom!!!"

A black corpse. There was a hole between the eyebrows, a big hole on the back of the head, red and white things on the ground, and a strong smell of blood.

The scary thing is that the surrounding onlookers did not panic this time. On the contrary, many people began to cheer and celebrate the victory of the Yanguo people!

"Clean up the body, clean up the body!!!" Not far away, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather jacket roared and asked the guards behind him to collect the body of the neo-geek gambler. He himself walked straight towards the gambler. Yanguo people, "Your Excellency Blood Dragon, if you want to see Mr. Bowery, you can come to me directly. There is no need to make such a fuss..."

"No, I just gambled a few times. You know, I'm not interested in money." Blood Dragon casually threw the revolver with the empty magazine in his hand to the ground, "In fact, I do need Mr. Bowery Information, I wonder if the chips I just won are enough to exchange?"

"Mr. Bowery said that he owes you a favor, Your Excellency." The casino manager said with a smile, "You will always be a friend of Bowery Street, Mr. Blood Dragon, and I don't need to collect your money."

"That won't work. I've always been business-minded." Blood Dragon shook his head, casually grabbed a handful of chips and stuffed them into the casino manager's arms, "I'll give you a tip, please lead the way."

"Okay, Your Excellency Blood Dragon." The casino manager smiled even happier.

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On the top floor of the casino, a fat black uncle was looking at the screen of his mobile phone, seemingly studying something.

"Ding dong~"

The ringing doorbell.

"My Lord, Lord Blood Dragon is here."

Outside the door, there was the voice of the casino manager.

"You don't need to show off when you meet a character like Blood Dragon, you idiot!"

Uncle Hei roared with some dissatisfaction.

I saw the casino manager quickly inviting the blood dragon into the house with a smile on his face.

"After so many years of hanging around here, I still can't make you grow eyes... I still remember that 9 years ago, Mr. Blood Dragon killed 300 assassins in the Continental Hotel alone..." Bowery said, There was a sinister smile on his face, "Just one person, one-on-one, Fuck, 300 people."

"But I think 300 people is just a number to you now, Mr. Blood Dragon..."

"First meeting, Mr. Bowery. If I remember correctly." Blood Dragon had a calm smile on his face, "His Majesty Night Demon often mentioned you..."

"New York... no, the 'underground king' of European and American countries, do I need to salute? Your Majesty?"

"Oh, come on, someone, the legendary 'Slaughter Dragon' actually wants to salute to me, a beggar leader!" Bowery laughed exaggeratedly, then, with a flash in his eyes, he lowered his voice and said, "You I’m not here just for pleasantries, Mr. Blood Dragon, if I guess correctly, what you need is... information about the Templar Order’s stronghold in Miami, right?”

"I will be able to give you the information soon...but I think you can do me a small favor..."

"Where to go? Who to kill? How many to kill?" Blood Dragon said helplessly, "If I move quickly, maybe you can prepare a dinner for me or something."

"Oh my god, you are really a crazy killing machine, Mr. Blood Dragon..." Bowery smiled and shook his head, "But unfortunately, I am just a beggar leader, and I will not just hire a killer to kill people. It’s not in line with my identity…”

"There is a group of teenagers from Japan who want to meet you, so they asked me to help. I wonder if you can give me some face..."

"Dear Lord 'Savior'."