The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

Zhang Tong snapped his fingers, as if time stood still.

Obviously it was only a moment, but Michelle felt like he had experienced dozens of hours.

And the next moment those strong men went to Zhang Tong to snap their fingers, they also slowly collapsed, silently. All the muscular guys are as soft as noodles.

"Ah!" Michelle had goosebumps all over her body.

She knew that the man pretending to be Magneto in front of her was probably a supernatural awakener. But I never thought that this guy would be so powerful.

In this day and age, there are really as many awakened people as lackeys. If you don't have two supernatural power awakeners as friends, you won't be ashamed to go out and greet people.

After all, people ask when they open their mouths.

"Hey, my friend who had dinner last time is a supernatural power awakener. You know that. Do you know that Vajra Gourd Baby is a Fire Baby who can breathe fire."

"What's this? Last time I ate supper, my buddy was also an awakener."

"Oh, I didn't see it. What kind of power is he?"

"You can fart with your mouth!"

"..."

Conversations like this are happening every day on this planet right now.

Well, this is the change brought about by the era of great abilities. Don't be afraid that you don't have special skills, only that your special skills are not outstanding enough.

Farting with your mouth is also a very useful skill, even if it can't kill you, it can disgust you to death.

Just like the security guards that Michelle found, these people recruited by the casino will naturally not be ordinary guys.

In addition to being proficient in various skills that security guards need to know, such as fighting and shooting, most of them also have various abilities, although most of them are the most common enhancements.

But in Michelle's opinion, they are already quite powerful. After all, pistols can't pierce their flesh, but they can punch through a brick wall with a single punch.

Plus the various equipment they carry with them. There are more than a dozen of these security guards, and their combat effectiveness is actually quite high. It seems that the casino keeps so many fighters in captivity.

Are there no fighters who want to rebel?

No, of course there is, it's just that every rebellion has been suppressed. This is also the main job of these security guards.

It is not an easy task to solve them, and this is where Michelle's confidence lies.

She knew that Zhang Tong and others were here to make trouble, but she still ignored them at all. After all, there are not a few people who come to the casino to make trouble and cheat, and want to make money in this way, and every time these people will get a bloody lesson.

But it is obvious that the force of Zhang Tong and others has exceeded the range that Michel can understand.

Zhang Tong, who was wearing Wanwang's cosplay suit, smiled: "What? Are you so unwilling to pay the $100 million bonus? If you really don't want to pay, then it looks like I'm the only one to get it myself."

Gao Xiaomin's eyes almost rolled to the sky. This is what Zhang Tong planned from the beginning when he came here.

There was no real desire to gamble well or play by the rules in the first place. Or to put it another way, Zhang Tong is used to others doing things according to his rules, not him doing things according to other people's rules.

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Mr. Douglas, the owner of the Pyramid Casino, does not yet know what is going on inside his casino.

Because after appeasing those important gamblers, he started meetings with other casino owners.

"There needs to be an explanation for today's matter." Douglas looked serious and his tone was low.

This is a gesture, the lower the voice, the more imposing it is. Although he was tired of talking like this, and listening to him was even more tiring.

But for the sake of his aura and his personality as the big boss of the casino, Douglas had to carry it. I can't make my little rainbow pony's voice in front of these casino bosses.

"Someone is cheating this time. I haven't found out who did it. But I'm sure someone must be doing it. Five games in a row are tied."

Douglas' cigar smokes in and out of the conference room.

"Tell me. What do you think about this matter? This is not just about my casino. This is related to the business of all our casinos. We need to maintain credibility and fairness."

What Douglas said seemed to be a joke.

The most unfair casino wants to hold high the banner of fairness and justice, and wants to use this banner as its own cash cow.

But there are people in this world who fart with their mouths. Then there is nothing to doubt that the casino is the fairest place in the world.

"Aren't you the biggest beneficiary of this matter?" The old man of the Golden Gate Casino sitting opposite Douglas was shaking the martini in his glass.

He was as tall as a vulture, and it was uncomfortable to stare at Douglas.

"We all know that this time you made $60 million."

"It's different." Douglas interrupted the other party roughly and said: "It seems that I have made a profit. But the reputation I lost this time cannot be made up for by 60 million US dollars. What's more, in order to maintain major customers, I They have already exchanged their bets. There are also many gifts, so as to appease their anger."

The vulture-like man glanced at Douglas: "What you said is the same as the truth."

"It's true! Finley, if you don't believe me, just wait for me."

"Wait? Wait for what? Waiting for you to make another sixty million dollars?"

"Hehe, two guys in the casino made a bet this time, and the bet was tied. I guess someone must have ordered it behind the scenes. It's just to make me feel bad."

Douglas sneered: "But it's a pity, no matter who is behind the scenes, I don't intend to let those two go this time."

While speaking, Douglas stared at the man like a vulture. These two seem to have a lot of filth.

"Don't let me get hold of it."

"Hehe, how could you be caught if you don't have a clue?"

Just when the smell of gunpowder between the two reached its peak, there was a sudden burst of familiar singing.

"There has never been any savior~ nor rely on the god emperor~"

Um? This melody is so familiar? How do you feel that someone is singing "The Internationale" in a chorus?