Rebirth of the training entertainment circle

United States of America. "top > point" novel]

Las Vegas.

Inside one of the most luxurious casinos, Alston Casino.

A gamble that can affect the division of power in the entire Las Vegas casino is about to start here.

Looking around, Zhuo Yi realized that he and the others might have come early. There was a huge gaming table in the middle of the empty casino, and a few spectators were sitting scattered on the surrounding chairs.

"Brother Lu, this doesn't seem to be your territory?" Zhuo Yi unceremoniously walked to the big gambling table in the middle, pulled out a chair and sat down sideways, and the dozen or so black people brought by Xia Lu The bodyguards stood around the gaming table very competently, and it was obvious from their professional and consistent movements that this was not the first time they had done this kind of thing.

A dark and strong head of the bodyguard who accompanied him walked to the gaming table with a serious face and tapped, taking out an instrument from his pocket from time to time to scan it, and after a long time, he nodded to Xia Lu, put away the instrument, and stood aside .

Xia Lu and Allen then opened their chairs and sat down.

"This is the casino of the British Alston family. It has been hundreds of years of history in the local gambling industry. It has been standing tall and has great prestige in the local area. The fact that the Japanese stepped over the border this time is not in the interest of their family. Hook up, belongs to the neutral faction. Both parties agree to gamble here.” Xia Lu said with a smile: “Otherwise, do you think those little Japanese dare to come to my casino to engage in a fight?”

Zhuo nodded. It is true that the Chinese have never had a good impression of the little Japan, not to mention that these little Japan have conflicts of interest with Xia Lu. Strange, I'm afraid Little Japan won't be able to get out of this guy's casino even if he wins.

"Brother Lu, there don't seem to be many people here! Didn't you say that the behind-the-scenes bosses of every casino are very interested in participating in tonight's game?" Zhuo Yi asked curiously.

Xia Lu sneered: "Of course, this time Little Japan is so bold to cross the border. There must be these locals behind the push, but the betting game has not yet started, and the winner or loser is uncertain. These hypocritical guys are too blatant and eager to do it. Wait! These guys will definitely arrive later, the most indispensable thing tonight must be excitement."

The more I talk about Xia Lu, the more irritable I get: "Damn it. This time, I must teach these ignorant little Japanese a lesson, let them know the pain, hurt their muscles and bones, otherwise everyone will think that we Chinese are soft persimmons. Squeeze whatever you want." Of course, the lesson of this guy is not simply to do ideological work for these little Japanese, but to frighten the gangsters in the United States who live on knife edge at the same time, how can they frighten people without killing a few people.

Sure enough, when Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Xia Lu really said it, and a group of little Japanese came in together with a large group of blond foreigners.However, it is obvious that at such a sensitive moment, the outcome is still undecided, and those ghosts don't want to get too close to those Japanese, so as not to end up in a stalemate with Xia Lu and the Chinese underworld forces in the United States, they can take a few steps faster. Pull away from each other.

"Oh! Brother Xia, I arrived so early. How is the casino business recently? What are you busy with?"

"China Summer. I seldom go to my clubhouse to play recently! The Lulu and Xixi I introduced to you last time said they miss you, when will we play together again?"

"My winery has just entered a new batch. Brother Xia, when you are free, pick a day to taste wine together!"

Xia Lu seems to be enjoying himself in Las Vegas, USA at this moment. As soon as a kind of ghost from various forces enters the casino, no matter if he is sincere or not, he will greet Xia Lu with a smile.

"I have a heart. I have a heart. Thank you for your concern!" Xia Lu is also a hypocrite. Just now, he secretly scolded Zhuo Yi and others that the ghost is double-faced. It is not a thing. They say hello.It seemed that the guy who just cursed was not him at all.

"Oh! Kate, you guys have gained weight recently, luck, this is a blessing!"

"Old Lance, I heard that your eldest son gave birth to a fat grandson for you. Congratulations."

"Miss Aisi, I heard that you recently took over from your father to manage the Southwest [-]rd Street area. How about it? You're still used to it! Feel free to speak up if you need it. Your father and my second uncle were good friends back then. Woolen cloth."

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This guy Xia Lu's communication skills are really good, no wonder the Triad Society can rest assured that this guy is in charge of the Chinese underworld forces in this fat area of ​​Las Vegas.

All of a sudden, he was chatting and laughing with the major underworld forces, as if he regarded himself as the master here, without any awareness that this was his away game, and kept leaving behind all the little Japanese who came in behind. Neither is it a refund nor is it.

Zhuo Yi and Ai Lun, the two young guys, sat in the back and didn't get up, and they were happy to watch these little Japanese jokes. Anyway, only Xia Lu and the big bosses could hold these scenes, and I didn't know anyone, so I simply A small discussion about the few good-looking Japanese women in a group of Japanese people.

This talk, I don't think that Ai Lun is not a good person, but the beauty of Japanese women is so eloquent, let Zhuo Da feel himself!But Zhuo Yi is not blind. The experience of watching Japanese AV in middle school and university for several years is even more bragging like real experience, one set of one set, so that Alan, a porn friend, is bluffed. , It's like seeing each other late.

The two sluts sat there shoulder to shoulder and stared straight at the Japanese woman in the crowd with a cheap smile. They didn't have the calmness and arrogance of a professional gambler that Hibbert said. I thought these two goods had something to do with each other.

I don't know if Xia Lu, that bitch, did it on purpose or if he kept pulling that group of ghosts to block the middle of the aisle to do his daily chores, making those little Japanese wait helplessly behind.

Finally, these little Japanese couldn't bear it any longer, and cursed secretly: "Baga..." Led by a short winter melon old Japanese with triangular eyes, they squeezed in from the side gap beside the aisle, and three of them also Walking towards the gambling table where Zhuo Yi and Alan were sitting, a dozen other people sat in the auditorium on both sides.

The three guys sitting opposite Zhuoyi and Alan were all men. Zhuoyi and Alan immediately recognized that the one in the middle was Kazuo Okamoto, whom Hibbert had specially confessed to. The old guy didn't speak, A pair of inverted triangle eyes stared straight at Zhuo Yi and Allen, with a gloomy expression.

Zhuo Yi would not be interested in a few dry and shriveled old guys, and turned his attention to the Japanese women in the auditorium.I found that these Japanese women seemed very familiar. (to be continued..)