"Crazy"

Most of the guests who were playing in the casino lobby didn't know what was going on, so they were forced to put down their cards by the dealer. They cursed and were unhappy, but they had no choice but to rush upstairs. In less than five minutes, there were only tables left in the casino lobby of hundreds of square meters, and the customers had disappeared.

One minute later.

"Crazy"

At the door blocked by the screen, the crowd quickly entered, full of strong men wearing rich clothes, with strong execution ability. They pushed in when they received the order, but did not block the door, but gathered in the center of the hall, focusing on them, holding the weapons in their hands and facing them cautiously.

Shang Yang still held the phone in one hand and the pickaxe in the other.

Walking at the end of the crowd and walking step by step inside, he was impulsive, but not reckless. According to Feng Xuanyin, it was already past the era of conquering the world barefoot. If you can command, there was no need to charge and turn a corner and walk into the bathroom. The strong men did not chase immediately, but gathered in the bathroom, waved the pickaxe in their hands, and destroyed the carefully decorated bathroom.

Bathtub smashed.

Strip torn off.

The fragrance of sandalwood was broken.

They are no longer termites, but a plague of locusts. Wherever they go, no grass grows. He walked past these people, and he didn't speak, and Wei Lai didn't speak on the other side of the phone. What is now competing is the mentality of the two people. Wei Lai has a home advantage, and the longer he delayed, the more he might not be more favorable, but Shang Yang felt a certain amount of pressure in his heart.

Shang Yang is a destroyer, and what he wants is to destroy everything, and it depends on whether Wei Lai can resist it.

Everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, and finally turned the last bend and stood in front of the door.

The door was opened, and in front of him was the huge screen of a dragon lying in the creeping tiger, exquisite, delicate and lifelike. Similarly, the arrogance displayed by this screen made him very dislike. He raised the pickaxe handle in his hand and pointed it. The people on both sides immediately stepped forward and started smashing at the screen.

In the blink of an eye, the tiger's eyes were blind and the dragon's beard was gone.

Lifelike and lifelike, it turns into a broken willow.

The pure solid wood screen frame is a bit heavy. Six strong men leaned on it, which made him slight shaking. Shang Yang didn't have many other people, but there were not enough people. Six were not enough to go on six more. Since the beginning of the business of the rich, he stood at the main entrance and warned everyone not to make trouble, the screen finally shaking and shaking.

The last twelve people exerted their strength at the same time.

Just look at the huge screen slowly falling backwards, without giving anyone a glimmer of hope, and just fell like that.

"Bang"

When it hit the ground, in addition to the loud sound of shooting, there were also three-foot waves that were unreasonably rippled.

There was no obstruction in front of me, and the more commanding lights in the casino hall were shining, which happened to be reflected on Shang Yang's face in the center of the door. These faces were calm, but they were also chilling. To put it bluntly, it was not an exaggeration to hide the devil's skeleton under the angel's face.

"clatter"

Shang Yang took a step forward.

"Crazy"

The strong men on both sides immediately rushed in first, with about forty people left, about half of them. It was nothing more than the initial fight that was close-knit fight. No one was slacking off for money, and being able to lie on the ground means that you could afford a good car or pay a down payment for a good house.

More than forty people rushed in, stopped five or six meters away, holding pickaxes, ready to attack at any time.

There are not many rich people left, but there are also more than thirty people, who are not inferior to their momentum and watch with caution.

It seemed like a strong wind blew across the two teams, making people shudder.

Both sides glared at each other, and no one took a step back.

Shang Yang didn't say anything, but found the camera, smiled gently, and squeezed out a word from his teeth: "Dry"

I just want to push it here, it makes no sense to talk too much nonsense.

"Swish..."

When these strong men heard the order, they did not hesitate at all and walked forward in unison.

The rich man did not retreat, and rushed over in two steps.

The team of nearly 100 people on both sides finally hit the front and the front. Just as the moment they came into contact, no less than ten people were placed. The scene was extremely chaotic, and the wailing sound echoed in the hall, and the screams were endless.

Shang Yang looked at him calmly.

It seemed that everything in front of him had nothing to do with him, nor was it in the other party's heartland.

"Fuck/Do you, Fuck/Do you!"

A rich man in front of him was knocked down. One of them was holding a pickaxe and putting his hands on an electric motor and kept smashing it down. The arms of the person on the ground had been obviously deformed, and his body curled up like a shrimp.

There was a rich man on the left, waving his machete and chopping downwards. The man had been cut like a blood gourd. He took a few steps back and finally couldn't help but fall to the ground. The rich man wanted to chop it up, but a pickaxe grabbed the back of his head, and his head was smashed with a bang, hitting him without warning, without any warning.

In just three minutes.

Only a few rich men can stand up.

There are nearly thirty people on Shang Yang's side.

These thirty people surrounded them. The people were panicked and scared, and they were in tears. They stood together with trembling back to back, facing around, and they were swaying and daring to move forward. The horror in their eyes looked like a helpless child, who wanted to beg but didn't know how to speak.

"superior!"

A strong man spoke first.

There is no mercy, because fighting itself is a cruel thing.

The thirty people rushed up from all directions, forming a circle, wrapping them in it, and in a moment, the pickaxe flew around. In less than five seconds, the only few rich people were all knocked to the ground.

After more than thirty seconds, these people finally stopped and returned to Shang Yang.

Most of them were hung with color, some of them had clothes cut open, some of them had deep bone-observed wounds on their shoulders, and some of them limped around them, but in the end, they all surrounded Shang Yang.

"Smash!"

With a command, he became a demolition team again.

The table was overturned, the tablecloth on the gambling table was torn, the seats were smashed, and the utensils became in a mess.

And at this time.

Wei Lai was watching all this calmly. This loss was just a shame for the casino. The flow of water in a day can make the place look fresh, but there is still a time issue, delaying business.

He finally said, "You come in, don't go out!"

As soon as the words came, it was seen that the door that could be opened with human power was slowly closing. It was not human power, but electric power. Electromagnetic technology has become quite popular. Not to mention humans, even a tank came over, it might not be able to open.

All of these people turned to look at the closed door, a little worried.

"You are very good, I like it very much, but your ignorance of advancement and retreat successfully angered me."

Wei Lai's eyes rippled: "It's a good thing to be young and energetic, but you are too arrogant. I'll teach you a lesson today, and it's the last lesson you'll get in this life!"

Shang Yang didn't care about his words. When he stepped into the rich man, it means that there was no turning back when starting work, and it would be useless to think too much.

A smile was always on his face, looking at the surveillance camera, and asked back: "Are you sure you want to teach me a lesson? I hope you can still be so confident when I demolish the entire rich casino!"

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the elevator.

Of course, the person who is looking for is not an elevator. Only fools take the elevator. There must be a ladder here. Otherwise, if a fire occurs, these gamblers can only be burned to death here. Those who come here are all middle-class people. No one can withstand the social impact of being burned to death.

While walking, I was having fun: "I'm going to come to the second floor to find you!"

Wei Lai said calmly: "You can't come up!"

Just finished speaking.

"Crack"

Just look at the elevator door that he went upstairs that day, slowly opened.

"Dadadada"

The sound of footsteps was heard.

Seven men walked out of it, over two meters tall and in suits weighed more than three hundred kilograms, like an iron tower. Compared with their figures, Shang Yang and the people behind him were more like dwarfs.

The pressure brought by the seven people does not suppress the dozens of people just now.

Not a Chinese, but a black man!

The exposed skin is completely dark, but the eyes are clearly black and white.

"They all smuggled into China, without an identity or a name. Even if they die here, no one will pursue it. Oh, I forgot to tell you that it takes about a month to take a boat from their hometown to smuggle here. During this month, I can only hide in the lowest level of the cabin. The water and food supply are very insufficient."

Wei Lai finally smiled: "With the physical fitness of Chinese people, they can last for a week at most, but they can hold on for a month. According to the latest survival rate, less than 20%. By the way, how can they survive if water, food, or even air are insufficient?"

This is the power he has been hiding.

No one has seen these black people before. How strong are these black people’s physical fitness can’t be described in detail, but they can bend steel pipes with bare hands...

Seven people lined up in a row, coming over like a tsunami.

“Hahaha…”

Shang Yang was walking in the front, but when he saw them coming, he began to retreat, smiling while retreating.

The people behind him thought for a while and glanced at each other. One of them rushed over tentatively, raised the pickaxe handle, quickly reached in front of him, and then smashed him over.

"Swish"

The black man in front of him just raised his hand, and the height advantage made him raise his hand in parallel and just grab the waving pickaxe handle. It was originally as thick as his forearm, but in his hand, it was like a little finger. The black man pulled it hard again, grabbed the pickaxe handle, grabbed the tall board as long as his arm with both hands, raised his knee and pushed it down.

"Click"

The pickaxe handle, which was originally called a sharp weapon for fighting, was actually broken.

This scene made everyone gasp.

They are not afraid of fighting, nor are they afraid of being chopped. To put it more exaggeratedly, even if they fall to the ground and are surrounded by people and chopped with random knives, they are the way they choose. But these guys in front of them are so scary that they can't afford to think of resisting at all.

Seven people move forward.

Shang Yang led dozens of people backed back.

Wei Lai smiled and said, "There is another thing I forgot to tell you. They have been in the casino for three years and have no other jobs. Apart from practicing fighting ability, they are just fighting ability. If you don't believe it, look, is it your head thick or his arms thick? Haha..."
Chapter completed!