Chapter 45 [The Most Beautiful and Poisonous Poppy Flower]

Mrs. Robinson didn't expect that Ai Yigo would suddenly attack at such a moment, and her face showed a little embarrassment. After all, this was in her territory, and Ai Yigo seemed to have not taken her seriously.

But soon Ai Yigo spoke again: "However, Mrs. Robinson, I think it is impossible for Mr. Jowell to lose Carnegie's collaborator, and he will not need a second collaborator in Las Vegas. So cooperation should not be a problem, and all that is left is the details of cooperation. Now, you better consider how to deal with Carnegie's men? I think they will soon fall into madness."

Mrs. Robinson and Brown Old looked at Ai Yigo at the same time, but they didn't understand the meaning of Ai Yigo's last sentence.

"Mr. Jowell, I think you need to contact Powell now. I think there will be a result soon."

Old Brown nodded: "What do you think I should say?" Even Old Brown had to admit at this moment that he was really inferior to Ai Yigo in these aspects. He just wanted to let those people continue to go to the place he was hiding just now to save him, and then he could test whether those people were here to save him, or to kill him.

But Ai Yigo obviously had other ideas.

Ai Yigo didn't give in at this moment. Paul had said before that the group of people should arrive in Las Vegas in about an hour, and it has been almost an hour since when they went to rescue Brown.

"Tell them directly that you are safe and are now in Mrs. Robinson's casino."

"Ah?" Old Brown definitely didn't expect Ai Yigo would come up with such a bad idea.

But Mrs. Robinson looked at Ai Yigo with a profound meaning, as if she understood Ai Yigo's meaning.

Ai Yigo said a little annoyed: "If they were to kill you, I bet they would not dare to come here. And if they were not to kill you but to save you, they would also be worried about your safety at Mrs. Robinson. You should know that Mrs. Robinson is not your friend, at least not until tonight!"

Old Brown suddenly realized, yes, his boss was with his original enemy, no matter whether he said he was safe or not, they would definitely come over without hesitation for a group of people who were eager to save the boss. Whether it was safe or not, they had no choice. But what if it was not? Even if they were given ten more courage, they would not dare to come. Moreover, they would definitely try their best to control all the power of Old Brown and not give Old Brown any chance to save himself. In this way, over time, Mrs. Robinson would not be able to leave such a boss whose minions had been cut off, either let him leave or kill him directly. If it were the latter, it would be more suitable for them.

He took out the phone as if he had realized it and carefully changed the phone card. However, Ai Yige stopped him: "No hurry."

Everyone looked at Ai Yigo again, not knowing what new tricks he had. Ai Yigo said to Mrs. Robinson: "Mrs. Robinson needs a little help."

Mrs. Robinson smiled and said, "But please give me instructions!" Invisibly, Mrs. Robinson respected Ai Yigo more and more.

Ai Yigo also smiled: "I think Mrs. Robinson must have eyeliners in Carnegie's casino, right?"

Mrs. Robinson was stunned when she heard this. How could she say such a thing in front of Old Brown?

Ai Yigo smiled again: "At this time, if you can't be honest with each other, your cooperation may not go smoothly in the future. Moreover, after tonight, you may become the target of Las Vegas. You actually have no choice now. You must combine thoroughly, and other talents dare not act rashly."

Old Brown and Mrs. Robinson looked at each other, and seemed to be hesitating, but they also knew that since they wanted to do more, sometimes they needed to give up something in advance.

Finally, Mrs. Robinson nodded: "What do you want my people to do?"

"Let him be ready to report to you the movements on Carnegie's side. I think no matter what happened after Mr. Jowell's call, the person behind Carnegie will definitely take action. Moreover, their actions will definitely affect Los Angeles. Mr. Jowell, I think you can't know nothing about Los Angeles, right?"

Old Brown nodded, waiting for Mrs. Robinson to arrange everything, but it was just a matter of phone number. Mrs. Robinson had already arranged it, and Old Brown finally called Powell.

On the top floor of the Carnegie Hotel Casino, in an ordinary suite, the woman in a white suit had already changed into a translucent pajamas with big red lace edges and sat on the sofa in the living room. Her short hair made her look less charming than women.

She had a cigar in her hand, and the smoke rose up, showing irregular curves.

"This Ai Yigo is really capable. He can actually turn Mrs. Robinson and Old Brown into friends. This has a problem for me." The woman said to herself, then glanced at the computer at hand and the man who was nervously operating in front of the computer.

The man didn't dare to speak, but just nervously operated the computer and kept tapping something on it. Finally, he let out a long sigh and pushed the computer a little further.

The woman turned her head, took a deep breath of the cigar, and then slowly squeezed the smoke out of her mouth, becoming a smoke like a sharp arrow.

"Have all the money been transferred?" the woman asked.

The man turned his head and smiled flatteringly: "There are 1.3 billion, all of them have been transferred. But, you really don't leave it for Carnegie at all? He is yours..."

The woman smiled charmingly, put down the cigar in her hand, and then put her index finger on the man's lips: "Shhh... But do you know, my man is you, right?"

"He really has no value for use?" The man seemed a little hesitant. After all, what they did was shameful.

"If he was smarter, he should have known that the situation was not good now. Old Brown was not dead! Those useless things! All this Ai Yige, if I had known it, I would have killed him directly! Ai Yige!!!" A resentful look appeared in the woman's eyes.

The man finally stopped saying anything, just looked at the long list of numbers on the computer screen, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, because the woman had already climbed onto his body, and the pair of thick and sexy lips had begun to stick to the man's slightly stubble chin, constantly kissing, and the tip of his tongue stretched out. Wherever he passed, it was wet. The man soon became interested and hugged the woman's body. The woman let out a long moan, and then bit the man's chin. The man's face was twisted in pain or happiness...

The two of them tangled for a while, and the woman pushed the man away and smiled charmingly: "Carnegie is not going to sit still. Let's flirt with you first, so don't be jealous!"

The man looked a little sad, and then he said with some concern: "Carnegie, we can kill him, but what should he do with those people under him? They can't guarantee that they won't tell you."

The woman still smiled charmingly, with one hand still entrenched on her towering breasts. The white tender flesh squeezed out made the man's blood rush, but he knew that the woman would never let her succeed at this time. And for a while, after Carnegie came up, the woman would have a moment of lingering with Carnegie. When Carnegie's body fell aside with blood, that was the time for him to have a good time for him to have sex with the woman. The woman had a strong sense of excitement about the blood, and at such a moment, the man would feel a little disgusted.

"How many people know my existence? They are either like you, my people. Otherwise, do you think I will let them live?" The more charming the woman smiled, the more creepy the man felt, and there were waves of disgust. Yes, such a woman with a heart like a snake and a scorpion, had more than one of her face, but she was just a pawn of her. But she couldn't stop her body, just like a charming poppy flower, beautiful as it was, and poisonous as it was.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door, the man knew that it was Carnegie's arrival, he quickly stood up, picked up the computer on the table, closed it, and walked to the balcony with him, hiding behind the curtains that were far from the ground.

The door opened with a click, and a man in his forties looked haggard. The man had a pair of green pupils and faint pupils, which made people feel disgusting in their hearts.

"Old Brown has been rescued by Mrs. Robinson. What should you do?" Carnegie was obviously full of anger, but when faced with this charming woman, she felt that she could not be angry.

The woman chuckled twice and stood up. The red translucent pajama on her body slid down on one shoulder. However, Carnegie was no longer interested. Life was naturally more important than this woman.

"What are you going to worry about?" The woman pulled her slippery pajamas and put them on Carnegie's body: "Are my dear Carnegie afraid? Old Brown is a clay Buddha crossing the river, and she can't protect herself. Could it be that you can't trust people in Los Angeles? Old Brown's biggest weakness is that he has a family and a house, and has controlled his precious daughter. Are you afraid that Old Brown can play tricks? As for that widow, hum, have you wanted to press her under your body and enjoy it well? Dear, the opportunity has come!"

"You said it easy! If that widow was so easy to deal with, would I wait until now?" Carnegie gritted her teeth hatefully. Although she knew that everything tonight was from this woman, she still couldn't hate her.
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