Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

A flying tiger team member took out his equipment, pulled the tethered gun, and checked the firearm.

Confirm correct!

They began to insert magazines one by one for the weapons and put them on their bodies...

The talks of the bosses are about to begin!

They have to help the boss to finish the matter first, and then stay in Macau for two days to play slowly.

And the people of the Vietnam Gang do everything well, and there are even mobile hoods in their backpacks.

This is probably what Rose specially ordered...

So after putting on the equipment, the Flying Tigers put on the masked headgear for the action, only revealing a pair of murderous eyes and a guarded mouth.

A group of tourists who crossed the sea in suits turned into a majestic and majestic Flying Tiger team in the blink of an eye!

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

Lisboa Hotel.

Doorway.

An extended Rolls Royce stopped.

Several Lisboa cars parked behind.

Several welcomers greeted us.

The interior of the Lisboa Hotel has already received personal instructions from Mr. He. Although it has not reached the level of closing the hotel, a fast lane has been cleared from the top and bottom of the hotel to prepare for Mr. Zhuang's arrival.

Of course, everyone sits down and drinks tea together, it's not a big deal.

There is no need to cause trouble for tourists from all over the world in the Lisboa Hotel.

After all, there are tens of thousands of Lisboa gamblers, and the turnover is more than 100 million every day.

Mr. Zhuang has no habit of disturbing tourists.

A fast track is just right.

The security guards, concierges, and adaptation students of the Lisboa Hotel are even more prepared and have been waiting for Mr. Zhuang for a long time.

Two welcoming guests opened the front door of the luxury car for the distinguished guest, and Mr. He raised his hand to please.

Mr. Zhuang nodded, bent over and stepped out of the car.

After standing firm, she stretched out her hand to put Rose's left hand, and got off the car with her female companion.

Mr. He gathered his suit with a smile, followed up slowly with a gentle manner, and raised his hand sideways to ask Mr. Zhuang to go first...

The Lisboa gang got out of the cart and followed, and they looked around with cautious expressions, carrying weapons bulging around their waists, guarding the three of Mr. Zhuang and Mr. He in the middle...

Drinking tea belongs to drinking tea.

The negotiations are not fake.

No matter how relaxed Mr. He and Mr. Zhuang are, security is the top priority.

Who knows if "Beng Yaju" will jump the wall in a hurry?

Although it is impossible for Chuang Sheng and He Sheng to be hurt by Beng Yaju's ability.

But it's not good to frighten the two big bosses!

Security work is very important!

The Vietnamese gang team drove the Flying Tigers into the underground passage like flowing water, drove into the underground parking lot, and steadily stopped at the door of several employee elevators.

The elevators used by hotel guests cannot be fully controlled! However, the hotel’s staff elevator has been blocked for a limited time! From the moment the convoy arrived at the Lisboa Hotel, the staff climbed and walked within 15 minutes, leaving the staff lifts to the people brought by Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang led people to pass the anger with Mr. He.

The heavily armed Flying Tigers are too high-profile! Must act covertly! So as not to make big gossip among the people!

Mr. He also arranged floors and rooms for the Flying Tigers, as well as monitoring and security cooperation to ensure the Flying Tigers' actions.

"Wow." At this time, the Feihu team members pushed the car door and jumped into the elevator well-trained. There were four elevators in total, which happened to be full of 30 people.

The Flying Tigers are divided into five six-person teams, two large action teams, and three teams in each group. In accordance with regular combat preparations, quietly set up a big net. Support Zhuang Sir! Dig a grave for Bengyaju!

"Get off! Get off!"

"The administrative corridor to the tenth floor is ready! Group A is in charge of the left passage, and Group B is in charge of the right passage. All suspicious personnel are subdued! If there is movement in Sir Zhuang's box, immediately jump on!" Zhou Xingxing issued an order with a headset in the elevator.

Thirty team members responded in unison: "Yes, sir!"

Vietnam Bang Ma Zi looked at the flying tigers' order and prohibition, and was deeply ashamed of their uniform ability to act.

What is a special warfare elite?

What is Young and Dangerous?

Oh shit!

This gap!

The number one gunman in the Vietnam Gang, "Saigon Zai", is good enough? Gangs in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan are also the number one, but they can bring a Flying Tiger member out and beat him! And it's stepping on the floor!

Seeing the battle of soldiers sent by the owner of the village, the Vietnamese gang horses were a little confused for a while about which spring onion is Bengyaju? How dare to challenge Mr. Zhuang!

And in the lobby of the Lisboa Hotel.

"He Sheng."

"Zhuang Sheng."

"Good morning."

"He Sheng..."

"Zhuang Sheng..."

A famous concierge bowed and said hello.

Zhuang Shikai nodded with a smile, and gently responded to express his gratitude to the greeters.

Also give a respect.

Although the concierge is a work task and takes money to do things, but people are not tools, and the profession is not high or low.

At most, the difference is that you have money now and you have no money now.

Since others are coming to greet you, smile at you and express welcome. You should also give the other person a smile and express gratitude to the other person.

People respect one foot.

I respect it.

This is the principle of Zhuang Sir.

However, his identity lies there.

He will not be too hypocritical.

"Ding Dong."

Zhuang Shikai, Rose, and Mr. He walked to the elevator door. An elevator door opened in due course. A welcome guest wearing white gloves blocked the elevator door and bowed, "He Sheng, Zhuang Sheng, and Mrs. Zhuang, please come in. "

"Thank you." The three nodded in thanks and walked into the elevator. The greeter didn't keep up, and the elevator didn't need to press floors. Instead, it went directly from the control room to the top floor of the hotel, the VIP presidential room on the eleventh floor.

...

"Drink tea!"

"Drink tea!"

Eleventh floor.

VIP Presidential Suite.

Zhuang Shikai and Mr. He sat opposite each other in the living room of the suite, on either side of a small round table in the middle, each holding up a cup of hot tea.

"sip."

"sip."

The two raised their glasses and drank their tea.

Rose tilted Erlang's legs and sat on a sofa seat next to him. The seat of the sofa seat was beside Sir Zhuang.

Obviously, today's protagonist is Zhuang Ye.

She was sitting in a standard **** table.

Today we are going to be a husband and wife.

On the round table in front of Mr. Zhuang Shikai and Mr. He, there are several cages of chicken feet, ribs, kale and other refreshments, which serve as garnishes for morning tea. If you are bored, you can put a few chopsticks on a chopstick holder.

In front of them there was a set of exquisite ceramic tableware, ivory chopsticks, and sterilized napkins.

"Come here."

"Let's drink morning tea first."

"A Ju will be here soon."

Mr. He put down his teacup and preached.

"It's ok."

"Not urgent."

"Let's talk first."

Zhuang Shikai picked up his chopsticks and smiled.

Next to them, there are several waiters busy working, and on the left and right are two rows of suit boys from the Vietnamese and Lisboa gangs. The pomp is both formal and imposing.

...

After fifteen minutes.

A Pingzhi car stopped at the door.

Beng Yaju pushed the car door and stepped out of the car.

He was wearing a black jacket, wrapped tightly around his body, bulging, raised his head and shouted, "I am Bengyaju!"

"I asked your boss to talk about things."

The golden sign of Lisboa Hotel is hung on the door.

Beng Yaju was thinking: "How much money can a casino make a day? One million? Five million? TMD! Shouldn't it be ten million?"

At this time, a hotel manager in a suit smiled and stepped forward and preached: "Mr. Yin, Mr. He is already waiting for you upstairs."

"I will take you over."

"Okay!" Beng Yaju nodded, head straight behind the hotel experience, and walked along the guide all the way to the elevator, enjoying the same treatment as the elevator control, and went straight to the top of the eleventh floor.

After all, Beng Yaju is a dangerous man.

There is no need for him to have too much contact with guests.

It does not mean that Beng Yaju is qualified to sit on the same level as Mr. He and Mr. Zhuang...

As for the security guards in suits at the hotel entrance, as early as the moment Beng Yaju got off the car, he immediately noticed Beng Yaju's whereabouts and pressed his headset to report the situation to Mr. He.

In the VIP box on the top floor, a Lisboa gang leader received the news and stepped forward and lowered his head to whisper a few words with Mr. He. Mr. He laughed loudly and said: "Zhuang Sheng, Ah Ju is here alone."

"Courageous!"

Zhuang Shikai raised his teacup and smiled.

"Little Yong."

Mr. He said.

Right.

Beng Yaju is a self-made gang boss anyway.

Da Yong Da Zhi did not.

There were still some Xiaoyong who attended the meeting alone.

Not much.

After receiving the message, Rose turned her head and gave Saigon Zai a wink. Sai Kung Zai passed the news that Beng Yaju came alone to the Flying Tigers on standby in the stairs.

At the same time, Bengyaju leather shoes stepped on the blanket in the top corridor, followed the manager's instructions to the entrance of the suite, looked at the red solid wood door in front of him, and thought to himself: "Casino casino! I must open the casino! My Beng Yaju must have a casino in Haojiang!"

There is a casino in Haojiang!

This is probably the dream of everyone in Macau!

"I want to go through the dragon gate!" Beng Yaju clenched his fists and squeaked, and the red door of the presidential suite opened.

Two adaptors wearing white gloves opened the doors on both sides.

Beng Yaju looked up and walked into the room.

I saw the two big men holding tea cups, with Erlang's legs tilted, sitting on both sides of the round table in front, looking at him with interest.

"This is the real big boss!"

Beng Yaju's heart is surging.

He has the illusion that he can talk to the two bosses on the same stage.

Although Beng Yaju grew up in Macau since he was a child, he has never actually played in a casino.

It used to be really poor.

It's not long enough to make a fortune now.

This was actually his first time in a casino ~www.readwn.com~ and he was very curious about the various facilities in the casino, and he didn't see demeaning and disdain in the eyes of the hotel manager.

He even thought about how to manage the casino.

Learn Portuguese!

"Wait!" At this moment, two horses in suits raised their hands to stop him, stepped forward and searched, one touched Bengyaju's trouser legs, the other searched Bengyaju's arm...

Beng Yaju opened his arms calmly at the beginning, but when the suit Ma Zi touched the trouser legs, he kicked Ma Zi and shouted: "I'm here to Chuang Sheng, He Sheng, please come to drink tea! You are also qualified. Search for my eggs?"

Beng Yaju spoke wildly.

Mr. He winked at Master Zhuang.

Beng Yaju pushed the other horse who frisked in front of him.

"Heh!" Zhuang Shikai stared at Bengyaju's jacket, sneered from the corner of his mouth, lowered his teacup and asked, "Are you Bengyaju?"