I cut reality into a movie

These two acted quite alike.

Since Romon kept a stealth camera beside Le En at all times, Romon knew very well that this beautiful woman in sexy clothes was hired by Le En to poison him.

I thanked Le En in my heart for being a sensible group performer, and then Romon entered the scene in a second, and sneered at Le En with the mentality of an agent who had just escaped from the killing:

"Mr. Lehn, I received the little gift you prepared for me at the hotel. It is very warm, unrestrained and very African. I like it very much."

Romon's ridicule was completely expected by Le En.

It's just as expected. After hearing these ridicules face to face, Le En's face froze, his breathing stagnated, and he was embarrassed for more than a second before he counterattacked with twitching corners of his mouth:

"Mr. Bond, those African native products are just an appetizer among the many gifts I prepared for you. In the next period of time, you will receive more, more elaborate and more interesting gifts."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hearing Le En's verbal threats, Romon laughed heartily: "Mr. Le En is really considerate enough to prepare so many gifts for me, so I really have to look forward to it."

"Oh, right."

Romon said and clapped his hands: "Speaking of gifts, I really have a gift for Mr. Le En, or more precisely, for Mr. Le En's injured subordinate."

"Honey, bring me the gift I prepared."

Following Romon's greeting, Qiqi came to Romon with a whole bottle of 1996 Lombardy red wine, which was exactly the kind of red wine that the bald-headed subordinate ordered Qiqi back then.

So far, a simple supporting role starts with a glass of Lombardy red wine and ends with a whole bottle of Lombardy red wine.

Chapter 118 When a man spends his life teasing a girl, no girl will be able to refuse

(Note: Readers who feel that there is a break in the connection between the stories in the two chapters can refresh the previous chapter, which was forced to be revised by the review.)

The undercurrent under the gaming table did not have the slightest impact on the games on the gaming table.

These wealthy players from all over the world are still chasing the final reward of up to [-] million US dollars.

"Oh shit!"

Cursing and swearing, he threw the cards in his hand into the gambling table. Another unlucky Indian brother bid farewell to this super gambling game.

And players like him who left the game dismally, in the second half of the gamble, have already dropped nine places. If the middle eastern local tycoon who was sent away by Romon in the first half is added, among the [-] players in this super gamble , only the last eight players remained.

"There are only eight people left, and this crazy gamble is coming to an end."

Looking at the apparently empty gambling tables on the central high platform, Miss Qiqi gave a leisurely evaluation while shaking the red wine in the glass.

Contrary to her leisurely relaxation, it was Accountant Pila's sweaty hands.

After licking his dry lips and wiping his sweaty hands on his trousers, Pila looked at the relaxed Qiqi and said doubtfully:

"Ms. Eva, are you not nervous at all?"

"Nervous? Why?"

Qiqi rolled her emerald-like green eyes, looked at Pila with a light smile, and said, "Since Mr. Bond dared to sit at that gambling table, it proves that he has the determination to win."

"Even the people who gamble at the gambling table are not nervous. Why should I be nervous when I am watching the game?"

Although it's not as good as Tifa's level of unconditional trust in Romon, but as far as today's bet is concerned, Miss Qiqi undoubtedly absolutely trusts Romon.

"Oh~~~ Well, it seems that I am really a little too nervous. I would be so stupid as to ask a woman who is in love, do you trust her boyfriend?"

Seeing Qiqi's absolute trust, although Pila knew that there was a lot of water in this trust, Qiqi's trusting attitude still slightly eased the tension in his heart.

But at the same time that his nervousness was relieved, the word 'boyfriend' he unintentionally said gave Miss Qiqi a feeling of a deer bumping in her heart:

Boy friend……

Maybe between me and Mr. Romon, we can turn this fake boyfriend and girlfriend into real boyfriend and girlfriend?

With an idea in mind, the highly mobile Miss Phantom Thief immediately started to act. She sorted out her mentality a little, and asked Pila pretending to be unintentional:

"Mr. Pilar, can you tell me what kind of person Bond is in your company?"

"Uh~~~~~"

Qiqi's question is a very common one. It's normal for a girlfriend to ask her boyfriend about his performance in the company.

But it was this simple and normal question that was directly stopped by Pila. He blinked helplessly and replied with a wry smile on his face:

"To be honest, Ms. Eva, I may not know as much about Bond as you do, because Bond just joined our department not long ago, and I didn't meet Bond on the train until yesterday. myself."

"Is that so..."

Qiqi nodded in disappointment, seeing her disappointed expression, the face-saving Pila immediately began to search her stomach, thinking of a rumor about Romon.

"By the way, Ms. Eva, there is such a rumor that Bond is in the company."

Just as Pila was about to speak out the rumor, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and quickly waved his hand to change the subject: "Forget it, forget it, the rumor is not the truth, and it's meaningless to say it."

"This rumor has something to do with women, right?"

Who is Miss Qiqi, Ms. Qianmian, her understanding of human nature has long been perfected, and she just glanced at Pila, and she knew what this kid was trying to hide.

"Uh...it does have a relationship with women, but it's not the kind of relationship Ms. Eva understands."

Qiqi's sudden strong sense of oppression actually gave Pila a feeling of terror, he shifted his eyes to it with guilt, and explained very vaguely in his mouth.

"Whatever the relationship is, I want to know."

"But this is Bond's privacy..."

Pila wanted to use privacy to fool him, but under Miss Qiqi's increasingly cold eyes, Pila softened, he shrugged and said, "It's actually not a big deal, it's Bond and his boss Zhan Fu There is an extraordinary relationship of trust between the stationmasters of Walt."

"For example, in today's gamble, if it wasn't for the station master, Jan Forte, who took the initiative to offer 100 million US dollars as a guarantee to guarantee that Bond can win the gamble, those senior leaders who are forward-looking and foresight will definitely not agree to this. Some kind of crazy gambling scheme."

"Genfort?"

Listening to the name mentioned by Pila, Qiqi narrowed her eyes and muttered, "Why is this name so familiar, I always feel like I've heard it somewhere..."

Qiqi was thinking, and suddenly raised her eyebrows, her eyes lit up: ah!I remembered, it was the legendary female detective who saved an Airbus A350 from an extreme environmental organization!

Bond's boss, is she actually...

Miss Phantom Thief felt the pressure, because she knew very well that with Romon's situation, he would not like ordinary women.

Just like Helen, that woman is already very beautiful, but the world she lives in is different from that of Romon, so the two of them will not have any additional intersection at all.

But this legendary female detective was obviously from the same world as herself and Romon.

is a potential enemy!

After discovering a potential enemy, Miss Phantom Thief began to fiddle with her mobile phone, searching for information related to the enemy. After all, there are countless paparazzi digging for information about such celebrities, and there is no need to ask Pila at all.

how can that be! ?

As Ms. Phantom Thief searched for 'Tifa Genfort' on some of her usual dark web sites, she didn't even collect a single piece of useful information.

Apart from the official press release, let alone Tifa's scandal, she couldn't even find a piece of paparazzi related to Tifa.

The cleanliness of this person on the Internet is even more exaggerated than that of the President of the United States.

Is this woman a hacker herself, or are there other super hackers by her side protecting her around the clock?

I was a little surprised by Tifa's situation, but this aroused Miss Phantom Thief's weird desire to win: OK, let me see what is so mysterious about you, Romon's boss.

Instead of reading the press release that has been re-edited by people, Miss Phantom Thief directly opened Tifa's live interview, trying to figure out what kind of person this person is from just a few words.

This should be Qiqi's most serious time of the night. While she was devoting herself to "reconnaissance of the enemy's situation", Le En's female killer keenly caught Qiqi's strangeness and knew that she finally had a chance to attack.

The reason why she watched Romon not even order a sixteen martini for so long was because her sixth sense told her that if she wanted to succeed, she had to wait for something to happen to this woman in the FBI team.

Just kept waiting, waiting, the whore killer kept waiting for the woman in front of him to show up, but in the end, the woman seemed to have sensed her malicious intentions, even going to the bathroom, the two of them left at the same time.

Oh thank God!

This woman finally lost her mind!

The prostitute killer has been catching Qiqi's distraction, so why not Luo Meng? The reason why he orders wine so frequently is to give the female killer a chance to poison her?

"The bartender."

"Same as usual, Mr. Bond."

Needless to say the name of the wine, Romon's high-intensity order of wine this night has already made the bartender remember this man and his homemade dry martini.

"Mr. Bond, you are definitely the most amazing opponent I have ever seen in playing poker for so many years."

"At the gaming table, every player wants to be awake all the time, but you sit down and drink strong cocktails non-stop."

Seeing Romon ordering another drink, a rich German man sitting diagonally across from him couldn't help complaining: "Mr. .”

"In ancient Greece, drinking was a ritual to please the gods. I drink all the time because I want to be blessed by the gods."

"Gods? Isn't it God?"

"Haha, among the players who are still sitting at the gaming table, which one doesn't yearn for God's blessing in their hearts, but there are still eight players, but there is only one winner, who do you think God should bless?"

While having fun with the German players at the same table, Romon was also shooting the poisoned prostitute killer with a virtual camera, and perfectly recorded her poisoning operation with the camera.

Ok.

This woman is indeed professional enough.

Looking at how the female killer used her body to block the bartender's sight in the camera, and how she poured out the poison with magic-like swiftness, Romon was very satisfied that Lehn could find such an excellent extra performer.

"Ma'am, would you please step aside?"

The moment the prostitute killer finished poisoning, the bartender came to her with a smile on his face, and took away Romont's dry martini from the counter in front of her.

"Mr. Bond, your wine."

Unbeknownst to him, he was putting the poisonous wine full of digitalis in the hands of the guests, and the bartender was still greeting Romon with a smile on his face, thanking him for taking care of his business today.

"Thank you."

Smiling at the bartender, Romon picked up the glass, and in Le En's excited and expectant eyes, the moment he was about to drink the liquid, the bartender interrupted: "By the way, Mr. Let’s give the wine a special name, right? This will also make it easier for other guests to taste this delicacy.”

Oh shit!

You idiot, why interrupt him at this time!

Le En watched as the rim of the wine glass touched Romon's lips, but was interrupted by the stupid bartender.

That's true, if eyes could kill, the bartender would definitely be chopped into minced meat in an instant.

Romon deliberately ignored Le En's anger, and just used the camera to explain something to the audience. Romon looked at the poisoned wine in his hand and smiled lightly as Bond:

"victory!"

"The name of this wine should be called Victory. I hope that everyone who drinks this wine can achieve the victory he expects."

Romon named the martini in his hand, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp under the gaze of Le En, whose eyes were flushed with excitement.

"We continue..."

Boom!

The moment Romon returned the wine glass to the bartender, Romon used a violent shake of the camera, as if Romon's heart burst in an instant.

Cold sweat emerged on Romon's temples. He glared fiercely at Le En who was sneering opposite him, as if he understood something, he was about to stand up while leaning on the gaming table.

"This is my PASS."

"Mr. Bond, but this is your big blind."

The croupier looked at Romon strangely, and reminded him.

Hearing the croupier's reminder, Romon panted heavily and picked out a few chips from the chips and threw them into the gaming table. Then, under everyone's suspicious eyes, he walked towards the bathroom in a nonchalant way.

On the way to the bathroom, Romon also picked up a tumbler for whiskey and a jar of salt for flavoring cocktails.

Romon walked forward with difficulty, his body began to shake greatly, and even the camera felt dizzy.

He slammed open the door of the bathroom, rushed to the sink, and poured water and a lot of salt into the cup.

Salt water is used to induce vomiting.

Romon itself doesn't need this, but the lens does.

Opening his mouth, Romon gulped down the salt water, then pushed his lower abdomen violently, and the stench of wine spewed out instantly.

After giving himself a simple gastric lavage, Romon still needs a formal detoxification. He tore his bow tie roughly with both hands, loosened the skirt of his shirt as much as possible, and was about to walk to the sports car where he had the medicine. Already rushing to the bathroom anxiously.

"Bond, what's the matter with you?"

"It's digitalis. Lean had someone put digitalis in my drink."