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Finally, after a lot of hands, the chips in front of the black man have lost only a few lone ones, while the chips in front of the lie are getting more and more.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, he overturned the table directly, and all the things fell on the ground. I put my foot on the table while he was overturning the table, sat on the chair and stepped back five meters. There was nothing on the table. Hit me at one point.

This made him very unwilling, strode towards me, raised his fist and hit me.

I didn't seem to see it, and I didn't dodge or dodge until his fist fell, just one centimeter away from the tip of my nose.

I looked closely into his eyes with my eyes, frowning hard, and his movements stopped.

He is like a puppet, unable to move, but maintaining the same movement.

I can't move my body, but my mind is still there.

He looked at me in fear, didn't know what to do, couldn't make any sound, only looked at me with flustered eyes, obviously very scared.

With a smile on the corner of my mouth, I looked at him playfully.My glamorous mistress 890

Suddenly stretched out a finger, pointed at his temple, and pressed it down hard when everyone was surprised, and heard him wailing and falling to the ground, twitching non-stop.

There was no scar on my body, and even the temple where I pressed was still fine, but the person kept convulsing, and after a few minutes, he finally bled from seven holes and died on the spot.

"Ah!" The woman who dealt the cards finally couldn't help screaming, and ran out non-stop, but when she was about to open the door and leave, the man behind grabbed her and slammed her head against the door, killing her instantly. It's gone, beyond recognition.

Whoever made her see something she shouldn't see must be silenced.

What happened today is their disgrace, and they must not allow anyone to tell this scene.

Sitting in the distance, Huang Rong also looked at me in surprise, wondering how I did it, why could I kill a person so easily?

Naturally, I can't explain it to her now, I'm still waiting for a person to appear, and I believe he will appear.

The black man died like this, and the body lay stiffly on the ground, and no one even wanted to carry him away.

No one said anything to me, and I was happy to sit quietly in a chair and close my eyes to rest my mind. I have a lot of time and I can't afford it.

Finally, when I was about to fall asleep after closing my eyes for more than an hour, the thick wall finally parted from the middle, revealing the scene inside.

Inside is a very beautifully decorated room, a very aura foreign man sitting on the sofa in the middle.

The man looked at me without saying a word, but with admiration on his face.

I know that he was startled by the way I just dealt with black people, and he is interested in me.

"Who are you?" The man asked with interest, his voice was very loud, and it sounded like someone with martial arts.

That kind of voice and aura are not innate, they can only be obtained through the accumulation of martial arts. This man knows kung fu, and his kung fu is not bad.My glamorous mistress 890

"Don't you know that you should say your own name before asking someone else's?" I laughed, not caring at all.

The man's continuous color suddenly became ugly. I didn't expect that I would be so ungrateful.

But I came here to find someone to take me into the circle, not to replace the black man as the younger brother, so why be polite to him?

After thinking for a while, the man still replied: "I am Sam Daubens, the owner of this casino, and the leader of the American al-Qaeda organization. You'd better not offend me."

American Al Qaeda?

Hearing this name, I looked back at Ouyang Xuan, saw him nodding to me and laughed.

I didn't expect that I was so lucky. When I first came to Los Angeles, I was able to have the leader of such a large organization meet me in person. Sure enough, even the sky was helping me.

"I'm Ye Qiu, Chinese." I said lightly.

Since I plan to cooperate with him, I have to show a little sincerity, and they should have figured out my details long ago, so they wouldn't let black people come to play cards with me just now.

"You killed my man, and you won't be able to leave safely today. How will you settle the debt?" Sam looked at me and said coldly, staring at the black man's body, thinking.

"You should thank me. Keeping such a person will embarrass you sooner or later. It's better to die." I said indifferently, but it's just a kid, is it worth opening such a mouth?Americans used to be so not forthright. If you want benefits, just speak up, and I will naturally give them.

Sam thought for a while and said, "It is impossible for you to do everything possible to attract attention unintentionally. You want to break into the American underground organization. What is your purpose?"

The purpose was seen through, and I didn't hide it, and said directly: "Look for someone!"

"Who are you looking for?"

"my father!"

Sam kept staring at me, and I looked at him not to be outdone.

I'm not lying, I'm not interested in American organizations, I just want to find my father, and I'll leave as soon as I find someone, no nostalgia at all.

"I can help you, but what good am I?" Sam asked hesitantly, as if he was still considering whether I was worth his help.