Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Then, shall we do it for you?"

Jiang Shouyun's tone was as steady as this big ship.

But the one-eyed man's heartbeat curve was as steep and winding as the iceberg outside.

He looked up at the box above, but got no response.

However, he seemed to be able to feel the gaze cast from above. The man was silent, with a relaxed expression, quietly watching the life and death in the field...

It was obvious that he had been abandoned.

Although there are many people using Qianmen moves in the casino, in fact the rules do not allow cheating, and there are severe penalties for cheating.

Of course, only the "thousands" caught count as "thousands".

If the points are tied, Jiang Shouyun wins, but he said so himself.

Jiang Shouyun only used a small trick to fight the enemy. It was just a toothpick, which deceived his eyes. He never changed his trump card, so he was not a cheater.

Jiang Shouyun led him into the game step by step, revealing the fact that he could see the hole cards, and finally created the current killer.

Under the watchful eyes of countless gamblers, not even the boss would save him.

"Cough cough cough! You are... cough cough cough!"

Thinking of this, the one-eyed man's eyes were as red as blood, and while pointing a trembling finger at Jiang Shouyun, he coughed violently until he nearly suffocated.

Finally, he spit out a mouthful of thick blood, and a large pool of black and red flowed freely on the ground.

Jiang Shouyun kicked the leg of the table and slid backwards along with the chair, accurately avoiding the splash of blood.

But the dealer recently was not so lucky. The thick, dirty blood spattered on her plain white skin, causing her to lower her head and look at the one-eyed man with disgust.

Click! !

She waved her hand, and the security personnel around her responded immediately. They pulled out their guns from their waists with expressionless expressions, and the muzzles of the guns were lowered to the ground. A chilling atmosphere filled the area around the gambling table.

Two croupiers with gentle smiles walked forward, twisting their waists and holding a wooden tray in each hand.

One held the ax and the other the dagger.

"Please, Mr. Nishimoto." The female dealer showed a cold smile.

Those who spy on the cards will dig out their eyes, those who change the cards will chop off their hands, and those who plan the cards will be killed!

First dig out the eyes, then chop off the hands, and finally kill.

No less than one, that's the rule.

But at this moment, Nishimoto Tomomi suddenly moved.

A sharp blade protruded from his ring, and he pressed it against the female dealer's neck with red eyes.

"Don't move!" Looking at the cold guns aimed at him around him, veins appeared on Nishimoto Tomomi's forehead, and he pressed the short blade in his hand slightly.

A touch of bright blood slowly slid down from the white swan neck.

He stared intently at Jiang Shouyun in front of him, his bloodshot eyes extremely fierce, like a trapped animal at its end.

Tomomi Nishimoto knew he had no choice.

Rather than sit back and wait for death, I can only gamble on this last time.

But Jiang Shouyun just stared at him indifferently.

Chu Zihang looked at Nishimoto Tomomi as if he were looking at a dead person.

The surrounding gamblers have realized the change in the situation, and many people have quietly flocked to the distance.

Although this scene is very interesting, you have to die to see it.

"..." The croupier's eyes flickered and his voice was cold as he said, "Shoot."

Not only herself and Nishimoto Tomomi, but also Jiang Shouyun was within shooting range.

Even so, she still ordered the shot, only hesitating for two or three seconds.

The moment the words fell, Nishimoto Tomomi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he blocked the "hostage" held in his arms in front of him.

Bang! Bang bang!

There was a deafening sound, but it was not gunfire.

Just as the security guard pressed the trigger, an astonishing burning sensation came from the gun.

Twisted red and black stripes quickly spread from the muzzle to the handle of the gun, as if black and red vines were growing around the gun, but those stripes were as alive as snakes!

In the end, all the firearms exploded at the same moment, and the fire wind illuminated everyone's horrified expressions.

More than a dozen explosions were completely superimposed together and turned into a loud noise, and more than a dozen gun covers suddenly ejected towards the roof with flames.

When the gun covers clattered to the ground, they had already fallen to the ground holding their burned hands.

Jiang Shouyun was still sitting quietly on the chair, but he had already held down Chu Zihang's arm.

With the precise control of "Yan Ling·Junyan", he and Chu Zihang heated the bullets in the barrels of the guns in a precise second, causing them to explode with extreme heat.

Bah! !

Before Tomomi Nishimoto could react, she suddenly heard the sound of wind coming from behind.

He instantly moved his gaze around him, and another touch of gold suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision!

The tip of the knife in the man's hand reflected the firelight, reflecting Nishimoto Tomomi's horrified face.

Caesar, who had been hiding among the crowd, took action, slashing towards Tomomi Nishimoto's heart like a shadow.

puff! puff! puff!

Poof!

A muffled sound of piercing flesh and blood, as well as several detailed slashing sounds, came almost at the same time!

"Ahem!"

Nishimoto Tomomi's body froze in place, his head lowered like a machine, and his heart had already been pierced by a dagger.

At this moment, Jiang Shouyun's figure changed as if the frame was broken, and in his hand suddenly there was a black short knife that he had not held a moment ago.

The blood-stained short knife trembled slightly, and the blood droplets on the blade spattered and scattered, forming an irregular half-arc.

"Really." He sighed and smiled helplessly, "Don't point the gun at me."

After saying that, the short knife was inserted into the edge of the gaming table.

Around him, a thin line of blood slowly appeared on the necks of the gunmen who pointed their guns at him.

It gradually expanded and spread like a slow motion, and the blood stained the suit red like a critical spring.

Gudong! Gudong!

Several heads fell to the ground with a dull sound, and blood spurted out instantly.

And those big heads still had expressionless faces, indicating that they had died before they could react.

Bang bang bang!

There was a sound of gentle clapping.

Girls lined up in two rows along the corridor as men in suits walked out.

"Thank you, sir, for helping me clean up the house." The man smiled and clapped softly, without even looking at the fallen corpses.

After that, he looked at the other gamblers present, smiled slightly and said: "I'm very sorry for disturbing everyone..."

"call!"

The croupier's body was extremely tense, his breath was stagnant and he took a sharp breath, his throat rolled slightly subconsciously, and he looked at Jiang Shouyun in fear.

The moment Jiang Shouyun disappeared briefly, she felt a chill on her neck.

It was obvious that she was almost, just almost, decapitated with her head.

"Are you the owner of the casino?" Jiang Shouyun looked at the man in the suit with a half-smile.

"Yes, sir." The man in the suit put his hands in front of him, leaned forward slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Ivar Pate, we are rude."