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Chapter 56 Dimensionality Reduction Strike

night.

The evening wind was bleak.

There was a rustle of scraping branches.

Qingbei Road, outside City Bay Casino.

All sounds are silent.

"See the dimly lit place ahead?"

Wang Yi calmly pointed to the front.

Behind him, stood four people.

Luo Tianhong and the other three bodyguards, Zhang Long is still recuperating in the hospital.

"This is Zhang Zhao's other property, and it's also his cash cow. He usually stays in the casino. In this casino, there are at least two dozen thugs. I think your strength should not be a problem."

"As for the secret whistle outside, Li Xiang and the others will deal with it."

"I don't care how many people are inside or how strong they are. I only want one result. When I go in, Zhang Zhao has not escaped. All the thugs must lie on the ground. Of course, the premise is that no one can be killed!"

"any questions?"

Wang Yi's voice was cold.

"no!"

Several people responded in unison.

Luo Tianhong twisted her neck.

Since coming to Jinghai, his bones are almost rusted.

Finally got to let off steam tonight.

……

The casino was dimly lit and smoky.

There are gambling tables in the huge space, surrounded by people.

Pai Gow, dice, baccarat.

Some have ruddy complexions and are full of energy.

Some had a bad face and their eyes were red.

"Buy and leave!"

"Zhuang! Zhuang! Zhuang!"

"Idle! Idle! Idle!"

Everyone stared at the cards in front of the croupier.

"Nine o'clock in Zhuang, eight o'clock in leisure."

"Zhuang wins!"

"He's really unlucky today, he will lose whatever he buys."

"Haha, I'm lucky today. However, one must know how to be content, and win back what he lost a few days ago, so it's time to stop!"

"Go on, it just so happens that you are lucky today, if you don't take advantage of this time to win more money, wouldn't it be a waste of good luck?"

The casino was very noisy, with all kinds of noisy voices coming and going.

Some lost their eyes and found usury to withdraw money.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao was very happy.

The depression in my heart also eased a little.

"Damn it, a bunch of bad guys, why provoke others if you have nothing to do, now it's over, all the Internet cafes have been swept away."

Zhang Zhao, who originally wanted to spend some bad money, couldn't help cursing.

He was also there when Chen Yao came to the door.

It's just that he didn't agree.

Of course, there was no rejection.

In his view, success or failure is acceptable.

success?

The huge flow of people is enough to make their large Internet cafes full of food.

failure?

It has nothing to do with me, I'm not involved.

It's just that he couldn't think of it.

The owner of Shiguang Internet Cafe actually has such a lot of energy.

Wouldn't it just hurt a few people?

Why not smash some computers?

As for being so ruthless?

Stop playing!

Lift the table!

The next day, all departments were mobilized for a surprise inspection.

No one escapes sanctions.

You little chicken!

You can't afford it!

You have no strength you!

Don't dare to confront me head-on, what a fart you are!

Zhang Zhao was extremely depressed. In his eyes, if you ruined my career, I will ruin yours too.

Pull it out and practice if you are not convinced.

Until one party wins.

The losing party bears all losses.

This is in line with the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Damn, you just come and strike with dimensionality reduction!

Who can stand it!

I will reason with you, and you will play hooligans for me;

I'll play hooligans for you, and you'll reason with me?

Wang Yi has a showdown, I won't play with you guys anymore!

I not only want to be reasonable, but also play hooligans.

This made everyone feel numb.

Fortunately, to Zhang Zhao's great relief, the casino's profitability is not bad.

thought here.

"Scar, is there anything unusual outside?"

Zhang Zhao picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and asked. (There were walkie-talkies in the 80s.)

After all, judging from the battle during the day, Chen Yao's group of bastards could not afford to be provoked.

Still be careful.

"Scar? Are you deaf!?"

An ominous premonition rose in Zhang Zhao's heart, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

It was as if there was a feeling of being stared at by countless pairs of eyes.

"Quickly, get the notice down and have someone take the customers away."

Zhang Zhao couldn't control that much, so he quickly gave orders to the thugs around him.

This is unusual!

He smelled a hint of danger.

Just as a few thugs went to deal with it, the closed door burst into pieces.

Several figures appeared at the door.

The one at the front is Luo Tianhong holding the Eight-faced Han Sword.

Since coming to Jinghai,

Luo Tianhong didn't use the Eight-faced Han Sword anymore, after all, it was a controlled knife and could not be kept on his body at any time.

The Dynasty and several people who followed behind were all holding steel rods, looking fierce.

Although they can't compare with Luo Tianhong, who has a ceiling of combat power.

But the physical fitness is more than twice that of ordinary people in all aspects.

And have level 3 martial arts experience.

With a sharp weapon in hand.

It is not a problem to block ten with one.

tonight,

with full force!

"Everyone, where do you want to go?"

Luo Tianhong raised her eyebrows, and the moment she entered the casino, her eyes fell on Zhang Zhao.

He is the owner of the casino!

Wang Yi appointed the person to meet!

Seeing the unkind people, Zhang Zhaofei was not nervous, but relaxed.

As long as the police don't come to clean up the place.

Just four people dare to come to the casino to seek death. Do you really think that his twenty or so thugs are just for nothing?

"You're so brave. You didn't even ask me about Zhang Zhao's name in the neighborhood, but you dared to come to my casino to make trouble. I'm so impatient!" Zhang Zhao said indifferently.

The ferocious face couldn't help shaking, and it looked as if it could make a child cry.

The gamblers around were originally terrified and wanted to run away, but now they calmed down, with gloating looks in their eyes.

After all, if he was caught by the police, not only the gambling money he brought would be confiscated, but he would even go in and squat for a few days.

It's different for those who make trouble, saying that they may not be able to watch a scene.

"Give it to me, break their legs!"

Zhang Zhao looked at the twenty or so thugs beside him, and immediately gave an order.

The advantage is mine!

Suddenly,

Thugs with iron bars and watermelon knives rushed up one by one.

Luo Tianhong's face remained unchanged, and the Eight-faced Han sword was like a sword flower in his hand, and his figure exploded.

He raised his leg and kicked the thug in front of him over, the Eight-Faced Han Sword stabbed, and the cold light flickered in the dim light, directly pulling away a thug's Tetendon.

"what!"

The blood was like a column, as if the artery had been cut, and the sprayed blood splashed all over the ground.

Several people from the dynasty behind him also joined the battle group.

Whether it is physical fitness or combat experience.

None of these thugs can compare.

Thugs are indeed stronger than ordinary punks.

But the strength is limited.

A few people are like wolves in a herd of sheep, and their moves are fierce.

Luo Tianhong's figure was elegant, moving around in the crowd as if passing through a deserted place.

puff.

puff.

The Eight-faced Han Sword seems to have eyes, which can be picked up by Tesuji.

"Ahhh!"

"my hand!"

In an instant, more than [-] thugs were lying on the ground crying for their father and mother.

The scene was extremely bloody.

The ground was soaked in blood, and the stench that hit the face made people swallow.

Luo Tianhong laughed lightly.

Isn't it easier to deal with these thugs than chopping melons and vegetables?

Luo Tianhong stopped moving.

But the dynasty behind him didn't stop.

Strictly implement Wang Yi's orders.

Everyone has to lie down!

The steel stick in his hand was fierce, and smashed towards the limbs of each gangster.

Even if they were already lying on the ground and howling, they didn't let them go, and they added a few sticks one by one.

Click!

Click!

The sound of bones breaking seemed extremely harsh in this space.

No matter the gambler or Zhang Zhao.

They all looked terrified.

Why are these people so cruel?

Like a feeling of wanting to beat someone to death?