Chapter 688: Getting into Big Trouble
Kill yourself with one shot, this kind of weird scene is greatly beyond the cognition of normal people, Mukesh originally shot at Ye Fan, but he didn't expect to shoot himself in the head, and his death was too weird and incredible. I'm afraid I'm going to hell www.biquge.info pen & fun & pavilion, and he can't figure out how he died in a daze.
The real situation was that at the moment Mukesh shot him, Ye Fan had already teleported in front of him, and then grabbed him back to his place in the light of light, and completed this feat in the blink of an eye when the bullet penetrated a distance of ten meters.
One of the heirs of the Ambani family died so suddenly and tragically in his own arrogance and ignorance, which made the bodyguards who ran out of him collectively dumbfounded.
Ye Fan whistled and hugged Catherine, who was about to fall to the ground.
The smell of blood permeated the gambling hall, and the bodyguards gradually came back to their senses, staring at Ye Fan with a pair of vicious eyes.
"Mr. Mukesh is dead!"
"The boss is finished, what are you waiting for, kill him!"
These people are also some villains who help and abuse, and they do bad things on weekdays, the boss is dead, the accomplices can't sit still, and the dog jumps over the wall in any country and anywhere.
"Shoot!
In the dark hall, a deafening gunshot quickly rang out, and at the same time, countless snowflakes-like cards flew up without warning, in the direction of the gunshots, wantonly cutting through the air, and in the sound of sneering air currents, they hit bullets, throats, and chests head-on!
The smell of gunpowder flew with blood, the roar of the guns quickly subsided, and the muzzle of the spitting flames was only a trace of gunsmoke, and the cards in the air gradually turned into a single horn, dancing silently.
When the last card king landed, finally, everything fell silent.
The gambling hall was full of corpses, and all kinds of playing cards were crooked and inserted in various parts of these corpses, like feather dusters.
"Ahh
Ye Fan hugged Catherine and turned around, his eyes flickered, and he shook out of the gambling hall unhurriedly.
And backstage?
This Indian is really not the only behind-the-scenes manipulator, he can open a casino in Las Vegas, and he can continue to open it without the special care of the local snake?
Although there was a shootout in one of the gambling halls and even the owner died, the large and small gambling halls outside were still overcrowded, and people who were immersed in the sound of dogs and horses did not pay attention to anything about money and sex in the outside world.
When Ye Fan walked downstairs with the stunner in his arms, the rest of the gambling halls of the Taj Mahal Casino were still open as usual, and his passion was undiminished.
However, the bodyguards who had stopped far away looked at him as if they had seen a ghost, and they all hid no further, secretly watching him.
"A glass of Louis XIII. Ye Fan casually threw a $10,000 chip over and sat down in the sofa area of the bar.
The bartender took the chips, looked at him deeply, and began to mix.
Ye Fan put down Catherine, stilted Erlang's legs, took out the satellite phone, and dialed out a slave at random
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