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Chapter 12 Gambler’s Paradise, Sabre-toothed Tiger Victor!

Las Vegas, Nevada, is undoubtedly a gambler's paradise.

Since casinos were legalized here in the last century, countless people have flocked to Nevada, and countless casinos have sprung up.

Gamblers are living a life of luxury at the gambling table, winning huge fortunes or losing everything. Laughter and despair are played out here every day.

And this is the destination of Logan's trip, a place that fills countless people with fantasy.

On the highway, Samuel looked at the avenue leading to the casino, his expression becoming more and more excited, "Damn Las Vegas, I'm back!"

"Have you been here before?"

Logan tilted his head in surprise and asked, Samuel really didn't look like a gambler.

"Of course." Samuel was very excited. "I'm a super lucky star in Las Vegas. Last time I won 30,000 US dollars here!"

After saying that, he glanced at the rearview mirror angrily and said, "Don't tell Josh about this. He is the most unlucky one among the three of us. He lost 20,000 last time and almost had to sell his car."

Logan nodded. He had no interest in these things. He knew very well that although the gambling table was exciting, the one who benefited the most would always be the casino, and the goddess of luck would not always favor a certain person.

"Hey, James, would you like to go out and play together later? I know a casino with great service that will definitely keep you excited all night long!"

Samuel extended the invitation enthusiastically and explained: "Don't worry, it won't affect the work. It will take a whole night to unload the cargo, and no one will disturb us during this time."

This was Logan's first time participating in a cargo transport mission, and he was not clear about some of the details. He asked, "Don't we need to guard it? I heard that Las Vegas is not a peaceful place."

Casinos are prevalent here. Every day, people lose their fortunes or even go into huge debts. These desperate gamblers often rob people on the road, then take the stolen money into the casino and lose it all again.

"Don't worry, there are special people in charge of this matter."

Samuel obviously wasn't worried about safety issues. "The Lawrence family has also invested in several casinos in Las Vegas. No one in this place would be stupid enough to take action against the Lawrence family's goods. Besides, our mission is only transportation. If something happens after we arrive, it's not our responsibility."

Logan suddenly realized.

Samuel continued to extend his warm invitation, "How about it, do you want to go together? As long as you buy from me, I guarantee that you will have a great harvest tonight!"

Obviously, Samuel was already extremely excited before reaching his destination.

Logan smiled and shook his head. "You guys go ahead. I don't like noisy environments. Besides, this is my first time in Las Vegas. I heard that this is a very suitable place for tourism. I want to go around by myself."

This was the first time he had walked out of San Antonio in many years. He wanted to find a bar to have a drink, then wander around and see how the world had changed in the past decade or so.

"OK then."

Samuel was not disappointed by Logan's rejection. "Next time I come, I must give it a try. In the casino, newcomers often have incredible luck."

"Will do."

Logan smiled perfunctorily and turned to look out the window.

The highway leading to Las Vegas is obviously much busier than other sections of the road, with all kinds of vehicles rushing towards that dreamy city.

By the time Logan and his team arrived at the warehouse at the end of the mission, it was already evening.

This is a stately warehouse in the north of Las Vegas with a clear Lawrence family logo hanging on it. It seems to contain a lot of valuables and is strictly guarded.

After handing the truck over to the warehouse staff, the four went to a nearby motel.

The Lawrence family arranged accommodation for them there.

But Samuel and the other two obviously would not stay overnight in the hotel. After taking a simple shower in the hotel, they happily ran to the casino, as if the fatigue of running all night could not stop them from enjoying the life of luxury. Logan also went out with them, but chose a different route.

He found a nice-looking pub nearby, ordered a few drinks, ate a steak, and after eating and drinking, he strolled aimlessly in this world-famous city.

Compared to Santa Fe, Las Vegas at night seems like another world.

There are simply too many casinos here to count, and there is an operating casino almost every few hundred meters.

The LED lights hanging outside the casino flicker with attractive light, and the soft street lights emit golden light, illuminating the entire city with a golden color.

The clean streets were full of pedestrians, some of whom were just tourists. They looked around the city and took excited photos in front of some beautiful scenery from time to time.

Some are gamblers who are very familiar with the place and run quickly towards their favorite casinos.

The patrolling police passing by from time to time ensured the safety of the streets.

This dream city is obviously safer than Santa Fe, which is full of drug addicts and alcoholics.

Logan strolled in this golden city, enjoying this rare tranquility.

You know, in the night of Santa Fe, people who go out have to carry at least a small knife in their pockets to prevent those crazy people with drug addiction.

But everyone who walked by him looked glamorous and beautiful.

They either wear tailor-made high-end suits or the latest trendy items from fashion magazines. Their hair and beards are neatly combed, and their clothes are matched just right. The mechanical watches on the men's wrists and the exquisite jewelry on the women all demonstrate their upper-class taste.

On the other hand, Logan, wearing a cheap black suit, with messy hair and unkempt beard, made him stand out from this luxurious scene.

Fortunately, he didn't care about other people's eyes, but just looked around for anything new that was worth noting.

"Logan?"

Suddenly, a low voice came from behind.

Logan thought he was recognized, his heart tightened, and he quickly turned around to look.

For many years, apart from Professor X and Caliban, almost no one called him that, because only those who knew him knew him.

Behind him stood a bearded man wearing a black jacket, standing in the crowd looking at him.

The iconic beard and eyes as sharp as a tiger yet revealing a sense of vicissitudes of life were so familiar that Logan remembered him instantly.

Sabretooth, Victor!
"Jimmy!"

Victor showed excitement, strode forward and hugged Logan, patting Logan's back with his big palm excitedly: "It's really you!"

After a brief hug, the two separated. Victor looked at Logan's face and said in a hoarse voice, "My God, you've aged. I almost didn't recognize you."

"You look much younger."

Logan smiled bitterly, the other party also had a self-healing factor.

But without the poison of adamantium, Victor's self-healing factor did not decline as quickly as himself. Although he still looked a little old, he was much better than himself.

However, although the appearance of both of them has changed, the familiar aura on each other still allows them to identify each other's identity at a glance.

But they didn't expect that Nevada is so big that they would meet by chance.

(End of this chapter)