latelenovela Chapter 182 Lady Luck is Smiling at You
Chapter 182 Lady Luck is Smiling at You
Zhuang Hui has an ordinary appearance, but his gray eyes are somewhat eye-catching.
"I can bet with you, but only if your chips are attractive enough to me."
As he said this, his gaze fell on the strikingly tall and glamorous woman standing behind him.
Without exception, everyone who comes here is a gambler, a madman. In order to gain more wealth, they will gamble with their status, identity, property, women, and even their daughters.
There are many gamblers like Yanting who risk their lives, but without exception, they all ultimately pay a heavy price.
But she was the first person to gamble her life with Zhuang Hui.
Zhuang Hui has a nickname: the Gambling Saint.
He's a gambler who wins nine out of ten times, and he doesn't act rashly, but when he does, it's to kill.
Therefore, Yanting's actions are seen by some insiders as a suicidal act.
Yan Ting held a card between two fingers, looked up and stared directly into Zhuang Hui's eyes: "Ten billion, I'll decide how to gamble."
How much... how much?
100 million?
The people around him looked at the middle-aged man as if he were a monster.
"Are you crazy?"
"That's 10 billion!"
"My God! I wouldn't even dare to dream of 10 billion."
What does 1 billion mean? Let me put it this way, it's enough to buy dozens of dungeons.
The highest consumption here is only a few billion.
Zhuang Hui was shocked for a moment before regaining his composure.
He never expected that the other party would be willing to take out 10 billion to gamble with his life.
Zhuang Hui hesitated for only two seconds before agreeing, "Tell me, how do you want to bet?"
Yan Ting placed the bank card on the table in front of everyone, and then asked, "Who has a gun?"
Zhuang Hui was slightly taken aback.
“I have one.” As he spoke, the man closest to Yanting tossed her a black pistol.
After catching it, Yanting softly praised, "It's a good gun."
There are actually quite a few people carrying guns in casinos.
Because the people gathered here are not ordinary people.
"Didn't you want to know how to bet?" Yan Ting looked at Zhuang Hui and unloaded the bullets from the gun: "Let's bet on the bullets in this gun."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
Zhuang Hui's pupils contracted slightly.
He hadn't expected it to be such a reckless gamble.
Seeing that the person opposite him remained silent for a long time, Yan Ting curled her lips: "What? Are you as cowardly as a mouse?"
Zhuang Hui frowned: "Are you sure you won't regret it?"
Yanting, however, gave an irrelevant answer: "The goddess of fortune is smiling upon you, sir!"
"I never expected it to be a gamble with my life," someone muttered quietly.
"The risk is split 50/50!"
"But I don't know if President Zhuang will agree."
In fact, most people think it's unlikely that Zhuang Hui would agree.
Because this kind of gambling relies solely on luck.
But Zhuang Hui agreed.
Yan Ting was not surprised that Zhuang Hui agreed.
She knew perfectly well that this person was a gambling addict at heart.
If you have enough chips, and then provoke them, they will take the bait.
However, Yan Ting felt that Yan Ting's approach was too risky, and she asked Chen Xiao to persuade her.
Although Chen Xiao's intelligence is currently only that of a child, it doesn't mean he is completely unaware of what Yan Ting is going to do next.
He said to Yanting, "Tingting, let me do it!"
Yan Ting was stunned for a moment.
She was a beat slow to react when she asked, "What did you just call me?"
Just as Chen Xiao was about to speak, Zhuang Hui looked over and asked, "Are you scared?"
Yan Ting patted Chen Xiao reassuringly, "Trust me, okay? I'm entrusting my back to you." Then she turned to Zhuang Hui and said, "Let's begin!"
The two people drew lots to decide who would fire the first shot.
In the end, it was Zhuang Hui who fired the first shot.
Zhuang Hui pointed the gun at his temple, closed his eyes tightly, and then fired the first shot without hesitation.
Very good, no bullets were fired on the first shot.
Then it was Yanting's turn.
Yan Ting gracefully removed his hat, raised his gun, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Still no bullets were fired.
Next up was Zhuang Hui. This time, Zhuang Hui's palms were slightly sweaty. He faced his temples and, amidst the tension of the crowd, he pulled the trigger hard.
Unfortunately, there was no loud bang.
The onlookers couldn't help but breathe a slight sigh of relief.
Zhuang Hui raised an eyebrow: "Your turn."
Yan Ting took the gun again, pointed the muzzle at her temple, and smiled slightly as she looked directly into Zhuang Hui's eyes as she pulled the trigger, then pulled it three times in succession.
No shots were fired, not once, not twice, not three times.
"..."
Everyone was stunned.
"It's your turn."
This time, Zhuang Hui couldn't calm down.
His forehead was covered in sweat.
Some of it even trickled down the bridge of my nose and into my lips.
Zhuang Hui had only one thought in his mind: he was finished.
His fingertips trembled slightly as he held the pistol.
Yan Ting was smiling at him.
At that moment, Zhuang Hui's emotions completely collapsed.
He pointed the gun directly at Yanting, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, a bullet pierced his heart.
Seeing Zhuang Hui's incredulous expression, Yan Ting shrugged, flicked off non-existent dust from her hat, put it back on, and said, "Just kidding. The one who was smiling at you just now was actually the Goddess of Death."
Zhuang Hui's death immediately threw the underground city into chaos.
The mercenaries guarding the underground city all poured in.
Looking at the menacing guards, Yan Ting suddenly said, "Whoever can stop these people can have the 100 billion."
"If that's not enough, I'll add another five billion."
These words caused an uproar among everyone.
Don't underestimate the desires of gamblers.
They are willing to risk everything for money, including their own lives.
Looking at the gamblers frantically trying to stop the mercenaries, Yan Ting couldn't help but sigh, "Money really is a wonderful thing."
Yan Ting led Chen Xiao to the fifth floor.
The things in this layer are the most crucial.
She walked into a place that resembled an office, turned on the computer, took out a USB drive, and copied down a lot of important data and lists of people.
Yan Ting glanced at the treasures in the cabinets; even someone unfamiliar with this field could tell that each of these antiques was priceless.
Mercenaries are mercenaries after all; they can't be stopped by a few rookies.
Soon, two mercenaries took the elevator to the fifth floor.
At that moment, a large group of men in black suddenly poured into the underground city.
These men in black exuded a menacing aura.
After searching the area, Yan Ting discovered that there were still a lot of weapons and ammunition on the fifth floor.
The Yan family is indeed very audacious.
Just then, a loud bang was heard.
The mercenaries burst in.
Seeing that someone was about to fire a shot, Yan Ting rushed forward without thinking and delivered a flying side kick.
The mercenary was kicked out of the door, gun and all.
Seeing his companion being kicked away, another mercenary was about to shoot Yan Ting without thinking, but Chen Xiao knocked him unconscious by smashing an antique vase over his head.
Yan Ting couldn't help but praise Chen Xiao, "Great job!"
Chen Xiao was initially a little scared, but after receiving Yan Ting's praise, he suddenly felt less afraid.
However, at that moment, the mercenary who had been lying unconscious on the ground woke up and pointed his gun directly at Chen Xiao's position.
Yan Ting's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Chen Xiao, get out of the way—"
Chen Xiao was stunned.
Then the next moment he was tackled heavily to the ground.
The back of his head hit the hard ground.
In an instant, intense pain swept over him.
"Brother Chen."
Just when Yan Ting was in a great hurry, Bai Zhi arrived just in time.
Without thinking, he fired several shots at the mercenaries on the ground, as if venting his anger.
Red blood gradually seeped from Yan Ting's back.
Bai Zhi didn't recognize Yan Ting, but he recognized Chen Xiao at a glance.
Don't care about anything else.
Bai Zhi immediately had both of them taken to a private hospital in Hong Kong.
A few hours later.
The operation is over.
Bai Zhi stepped forward and asked, "How is the patient?" Behind him stood a group of men in black.
The doctor was taken aback by the scene before him.
He spoke somewhat haltingly: "The bullet has been removed, and the patient is currently only in a brief coma and is otherwise fine."
Yan Ting couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after hearing this.
At this moment, the hospital was completely sealed off inside and out by Bai Zhi's men.