latent syndrome.

482 Chapter 481. Goodbye
When Anonymous went out, in order to protect his personal safety, the internal staff of Wynn Casino proposed to arrange bodyguards for him.

But was rejected by Anonymous.

The bodyguard is just a cover, and besides, I can't use this kind of thing at all with my level of strength. Wynn Casino is worried that I will be poached by other casinos, and there is one less seed player who is expected to hit the championship.

In fact, in Falan City, there are not many strong people with an index of 100 or more. Although there are no more than [-] people according to rough statistics, it is still a considerable number.

The reason why some people don't participate in the wrestling competition is because they cherish their own lives, and finally climbed to the current position, there is no need to risk their lives like a fool.

Those who still go to the competition at this level are either too greedy, or they are really bored.

Anonymous has both. Money is very important. The hard currency here is the soul and the base material of all things. It can be processed into various props and can also be used as rations for individual soldiers. The more the better.

"I don't want anyone watching me."

"understand?"

Anonymous issued an ultimatum to several hotel workers, rejected their good intentions again, and explicitly prohibited anyone from following him. Once they found out that they might unilaterally tear up the contract with Wynn Casino, these people could not afford such consequences .

Although it is said that unilaterally tearing up the contract will pay a sky-high liquidated damages, but Anonymous doesn't care about it, and the abuse of power and corruption of the comprador class in Falan City cannot be stopped, and whichever camp he chooses, he will help himself to carry it down.

So when Anonymous left the hotel, no one followed him.

Instead, he immediately received a call.

It's the CEO of the Wynn Casino.

Anonymous was speechless, the speed at which these rotten thieves typed the report was staggering.

After answering the phone, the executive sighed and asked for warmth.

Anonymous is no nonsense.

The lion opened its mouth wide.

"Touch 50 and use it."

"Money is tight recently."

He said so.

"No problem, just say you don't have enough money."

The CEO agreed without hesitation, and told someone to send him to Anonymous's room immediately.

Anonymous was shocked, awesome.

After some negotiation, Anonymous expressed that he liked the attitude and sincerity of Wynn Casino very much, and was very willing to continue to cooperate, but he just wanted to hang out for a while.

After dispelling the doubts of the big boss of the casino, Wu Mingshi called a taxi to the agreed place with the woman on the phone.

The driver looked at the art on Anonymous's face, and the leather face that was a little cracked because it hadn't been embalmed.

"I know there's a Masked Silver Party Club."

"You're going there, right?"

The driver spoke sternly.

anonymous:"……"

He was silent for ten seconds.

"Yes."

"I'm going there."

……

……

……

after an hour.

When Selene came to the agreed place chosen by the Anonymous, she had to lament how stingy she was, the only thing that was the same in every life, probably she was a loan family or something.

And the nameless person has far exceeded the agreed time, and it is not because he is on guard against himself, observing in secret, she can fully detect it with her perception ability, it is just that she is late for an appointment.

Selene is already preparing to leave. After all, this is a dark matter. Although it is not completely confirmed, it may be the notorious number one wanted criminal in the deep world.

Finally, Anonymous just happened to get stuck and entered this extremely cheap cafe. Among the scattered tables of people, he saw Selene who was sitting alone in a very fancy dress at a glance.

He didn't talk nonsense at all, straight to the point.

He walked straight over and sat down.

"Who the hell are you?"

Anonymous asked calmly, and then began to smoke indoors without quality.

He went to that club to watch it for a while, but he didn't participate. He just thought it was quite cool, but he was charged for just watching it, which cost him 3000 yuan.

Before Selene had time to speak.

"Three thousand."

Anonymous exhaled a long puff of smoke, simple and clear.

"Three thousand... what three thousand."

Selene observed his figure, and it was indeed the same as that person, but wearing a sick mask, she couldn't see the real face.

"To show your sincerity."

"You need to touch 3000 yuan and give it to me now."

Anonymous said quite shamelessly, no matter who he saw, he would ask for money.

Selene didn't care about the small money, but she simply couldn't bear it. Someone was more arrogant than herself. If she later found out that this person was not anonymous, she would trip him up and be caught in the prison of the tribunal and locked up for a while. Let's talk about it in 2 years.

Like handing out money to a feverish dancer in a trout club, Selene took out a wad of banknotes, to be precise, a universal basic soul with an index of 0.5. One by one, like potatoes, they flew towards Anonymous.

"Wild enough, I like it."

Anonymous also cared, one by one he caught them firmly with his hands.

When Wuming was concentrating on picking up money and his defensive awareness was weak, Selene tore off his human skin mask, revealing a face of a gentle scum with a terrifying scar.

Although what wanders in the deep world is just someone's eternal obsession and has no essence, it still retains some appearance characteristics in life, which are related to self-cognition, and it is often the self in the impression that it has seen in the mirror.

"Good guy."

"It's really you."

"As a notorious most wanted man."

"He still has the face to show off and participate in the wrestling competition of the French Federation."

Selene breathed a sigh of relief, because the weird chaos in the deep world has expanded to a level that is gradually irresistible. Although all the dead souls are still in a state of being blinded, in fact, it will not be long before the original source of annihilation. Chaos is about to swallow everything up.

The Tribunal also split into two factions with different opinions. One faction believes that we must stick to the rules of the Tribunal since ancient times and solve everything according to the wisdom of the former sages. No, I used evil ways to transfer people into the main material world, looking for the root of the disaster, but there was no news except for an echo before extremely ancient times.

Some people, including Selene, and some high-level officials of the Tribunal believe that everyone should know the truth, and then integrate all forces to jointly resist the root cause of the disaster.

Even a guy like Anonymous can let go of the past for a while.

"I don't understand, it's none of my business."

"Everything is done by Anonymous."

"It has nothing to do with me."

"I'm just a person who works hard and hopes to earn a living in the desperate game."

Anonymous put 3000 yuan into his pocket and told the cafe owner to make two cups of the cheapest garbage coffee.

"Have you ever slept with a woman named Shu in the Wynn Casino?"

Selene suddenly asked nonsense.

"Damn."

"You are really my concubine at a certain stage."

"No good."

Anonymous said the truth, on the sofa, bathroom, floor, balcony, dining table, bay window, and even the washing machine, but not on the bed.

(End of this chapter)