Chapter One Thousand Eight Hundred and Fifty Seven - One Thousand Eight Hundred and Fifty Eight

1857. The growth of subordinates.

"What's wrong? Yang Ming?" Huang Rongjin heard Yang Ming's strange voice and asked.

"It's nothing, thank you, second brother." Yang Ming said, "That's it for now. I'll contact you if anything happens.

"If anything happens, call us." Although Huang Rongjin was a little surprised that Yang Ming was asking about this, he didn't ask any more questions. Yang Ming must have a reason for asking these questions

And what Yang Ming did, the Huang family couldn't help. After all, everyone's strength was not on the same level. The gap was too big, so Huang Rongjin could only try his best to provide Yang Ming with some help within his ability.

After hanging up Huang Rongjin's call, Yang Ming called Jinniu directly.

"Butler Jin, right? I'm Yang Ming." Jin Niu is still training in the Charles family, and Yang Ming is planning to let him go to Africa to take full charge of the killer group in a while.

"Chief!" Jinniu heard Yang Ming's voice and said solemnly.

"I'm going to tell you something, and you must do it well." Yang Ming ordered in an unquestionable tone. Because it is related to the success or failure of tomorrow, Yang Ming cannot be careless.

If the other party doesn't use any tricks, then he can honestly let him go after he wins. If he doesn't let him go and causes some troubles, then he won't be polite.

"The leader, Taurus, is always at your disposal!" Taurus said.

"This is how you arrange your manpower now and fly to Las Vegas on a special plane..." Yang Ming made a series of arrangements for Jinniu.

"Chief, don't worry, I promise to complete the mission." Jinniu wrote down every word Yang Ming said and then promised.

"Well, I can rest assured when you do things." Yang Ming valued Taurus very much, otherwise he wouldn't be able to put him in such an important position and focus on training him.

Taurus should not only become a powerful killer, but also a wise manager. This is Yang Ming's ultimate goal. It is impossible for Wang Xiaoyan and herself to manage the killer group's affairs for the rest of our lives. When the islands in Africa are developed and things here are dealt with, it will be time for Yang Ming to retire.

Now that he knows that these people have ulterior motives and are impure, Yang Ming will naturally not be stupid enough to bet his life with them alone. Although Yang Ming is very awesome, he is not as awesome as a group of people with guns and cannons.

In China, Yang Ming has nothing to fear.

Because China's gun control is one of the strictest in the world, but the United States is different. There are not many guns in the private sector, especially in a place like a casino that is contaminated by the underworld. How can there be no guns?

Although Jinniu put down Yang Ming's phone call and organized people to rush to Las Vegas non-stop, he still only arrived in the early morning of the next day.

After Jin Niu arrived, he just sent a text message to Yang Ming for fear of affecting Yang Ming's rest, and then arranged for people to act according to Yang Ming's instructions. Yang Ming had already explained it before, and Jin Niu also understood what Yang Ming meant. This time of night was just the right time for him to ambush.

Naturally, Yang Ming would not be so comfortable sleeping here. After seeing the text message sent by Jinniu, Yang Ming directly called Jinniu back: "Taurus, have you arrived?"

Yes, leader, I am rushing to Casino S. Some of my brothers are ambushing outside the casino, while the other brothers pretend to be gamblers and sneak into the casino, ready to listen to Brother Yang’s orders at any time! "Taurus said.

"Well, I feel relieved if you arrange it this way." Yang Ming is very satisfied with Jinniu's arrangement. It seems that Jinniu is also growing, and he has matured unknowingly and has a much wider vision. Compared with the little killers in the small organization in Songjiang before, Up, there has been a qualitative change.

"The person responsible for unified actions outside the casino is Captain Wang Peng, who are all professional mercenaries. But those inside the casino are all my men, all professional killers." Jinniu said: "Brother Yang, you can also directly communicate with Wang Peng Contact Peng.”

"Not bad!" Yang Ming didn't expect Jinniu to have arranged so carefully. Wang Peng's men are all professional mercenaries. These people are well-trained and good at unified actions to quickly annihilate the enemy, while Jinniu's men are good at assassinating each other and hiding in the casino. In every corner of the city, we quickly took action against people who were acting suspiciously.

"Thank you for the compliment, chief!" Jin Niu was a little embarrassed by Yang Ming's praise and laughed twice.

"I also have Wang Peng's contact history. Please stay vigilant as I arranged and I will contact you at any time." Yang Ming said.

"It's the leader." Taurus said.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Ming was very pleased that his subordinates were gradually growing up, and he would gradually let go and let them continue to do what they did boldly.

After getting up and tidying up, Yang Ming looked at his watch and took a shower. It was already past five o'clock in the morning. Yang Ming was not worried at all about today's bet if the opponent did not cheat. Yang Ming was not as nervous and nervous as others before the game. A sense of excitement.

If you know you're going to win, what's there to be excited about?

The hotel restaurant only opened at six o'clock. Yang Ming lay on the bed and watched TV for a while. When he saw that it was almost time, he came out of the room and went downstairs to have breakfast. Unexpectedly, he saw Batten standing not far from his room. Standing there respectfully, he saw Yang Ming come out of the room and said hello quickly: "Good morning, Mr. Yang!" "Oh?" "Yang Ming was stunned. He didn't expect Batton to be waiting not far from the door of the room. Looking at his appearance,

It's been a while.

The reason why he stood not far away was to avoid eavesdropping on what was going on in the room. It seemed that Bartton had received professional training and he probably treated other members of the Douglas family the same way.

"Mr. Yang, breakfast has been prepared separately for you in the restaurant. Could you please send it to your room or go to the VIP room of the restaurant?" Batton asked carefully.

"Oh, I'll go eat by myself." Yang Ming nodded, "Wait for me to see if my friend has gotten up.

"Okay, Mr. Yang." Batterton didn't know what the relationship between Yang Ming and Wang Mei was, but judging from their behavior, they definitely weren't relying on each other, so they should be good friends.

Yang Ming knocked on the door of room 2 next door and soon Wang Mei's voice came from inside, "Who is it?" "It's me, Yang Ming." Yang Ming said: "Are you up?" Go to a restaurant for breakfast together?

With a "click", the door to the room opened. Wang Mei had already put on her clothes. Her eyes were a little red. It seemed that she didn't sleep well last night. Before Zhang Bin came back safely, she couldn't sleep well and got up early. .

"Okay, let's go." Wang Mei nodded: "But I don't have much appetite...

"Haha, eat a little, don't worry, today Zhang Bin and Uncle Zhang promise to get them back safely!" Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Well..." Wang Mei still trusts Yang Ming's ability. Yang Ming showed extraordinary power when he was in Macau. Wasn't the man who was pestering him easily taken care of by Yang Ming?

Wang Mei was very surprised that Batterton took the lead diligently. Knowing who Batterton was, even if Yang Ming knew their boss, there was no need to act like this so early in the morning!

Wang Mei felt more and more that Yang Ming was mysterious and powerful. It seemed that there was no one he didn't know or anything he couldn't handle.

Batten personally brought Yang Ming and Wang Mei to the hotel's VIP restaurant. It was an independent box with a bathroom, a TV, some morning newspapers and magazines, and bright floor-to-ceiling windows that could see the outside.

The morning view above.

"Mr. Yang, please take a look. This is the breakfast menu prepared for you. Do you have any taboos or what do you want to eat? We will prepare it for you immediately." Batten handed an exquisite menu to Yang Ming, and at the same time He also gave Wang Mei a message: "Miss, please."

Yang Ming took a general look at the dishes on the menu. As for the taboo items, Yang Ming had very few and almost none. Yang Ming didn't particularly like Western food, so he said, "It's too much, so I'll give it half a try."

The same goes for Wang Mei. Chinese people eat Western food, and they didn’t say they liked anything very much, so they nodded: “I don’t mind anything.

"There's not much, Mr. Yang, so you can choose to eat it!" Batton said quickly.

"Oh, that's okay. Just make the portion smaller." Yang Ming waved his hand to indicate that Batterton could get ready.

"Okay, Mr. Yang." Batterton trotted out of the box.

1858. Confusing information.

"Brother Yang, this boss is a little too arrogant..." Wang Mei said carefully, wondering if Yang Ming would think she talked too much.

"Haha, he is afraid of losing his job, so he is naturally attentive." Even if Yang Ming doesn't have a very good impression of Wang Mei, he thinks she is a very superficial woman, but since Zhang Bin likes her, she can be regarded as his sister-in-law, so Yang Ming also I can only accept her. He also tried his best to answer her questions carefully so as not to embarrass her, which was also difficult for Zhang Bin.

"Brother Yang, you are so awesome!" Wang Mei praised.

Yang Ming frowned. What did Wang Mei mean? However, Yang Ming felt relieved when he saw that Wang Mei's eyes were clear and had no other meaning. He didn't want Taobao Women's Clothing Tmall Taobao Mall Taobao Women's Winter Jacket Taobao Women's Clothing Tmall Taobao Mall Taobao Women's Winter Jacket Taobao Online Women's Clothing Tmall Taobao Mall Taobao Women's Winter Jackets Wang Mei was still half-hearted after following Zhang Bin.

"My Zhang Bin follows Brother Yang, which is really his radiance." Wang Mei continued.

"Zhang Bin is a nice person. Although he has a few minor flaws, he is generally good." Yang Ming said, "As long as I live, I will always support him."

"Brother Yang is joking..." Wang Mei was startled, "We are all about the same whether we are alive or not. If we die, let's die together...

"Haha"..." Yang Ming didn't say much. Yang Ming just lamented that it was hard to explain to Wang Mei about his trip to Yunnan.

Soon, Bartton personally started serving food to Yang Ming's box. Obviously, the raw materials had been prepared in advance and only needed to be cooked.

Although Yang Ming asked Barterton to make the breakfast portion smaller, it seems that he did not do so. The portion is still not small, or it is even larger than before.

"Mr. Yang, Miss Wang, please enjoy your breakfast slowly. I won't interrupt you. If you need anything, call me at any time. I'll be at the door!" Batten placed the items in the dining car on the dining table one by one and then bowed and retreated.

"Eat whatever you want." Yang Ming pointed to the things on the table and said to Wang Mei, "In a moment, I'll go to you. Just wait for me in the hotel and don't go out and run around."

"Yes." Wang Mei nodded, and she naturally followed what Yang Ming said. Although I am worried about Zhang Bin's situation, Yang Ming can go there alone.

Not long after finishing breakfast, Wang Mei's cell phone rang in her pocket. Wang Mei said: "It's a temporary call sent by the Jewelry Festival working group, maybe it's from the casino!"

People from the casino have been contacting Wang Mei through this phone before. "Please pick it up. If you are from the casino, just give it to me." Yang Ming nodded to Wang Mei. "?" Wang Mei answered the phone.

"Miss Wang? I'm Mr. Smith who came to the casino yesterday. Is there?" Smith's voice came from the phone. The private room in the restaurant was very quiet and Yang Ming could hear clearly. "Oh, wait a moment." Wang Mei said and handed the phone to Yang Ming.

"Hello, Smith?" Yang Ming took the call.

"Yes, I have nothing to do. I just want to remind you not to forget to come to the casino at nine o'clock. If you don't come, just let me know." Smith said.

"Don't worry, I'll pass it by. But I'll say it first. You will bring all my friends with you then. I won't bet with that Klas until I see my friends."

Yang Ming said.

"There's no problem with that. You can see them when you come here," Smith said. Yang Ming's request is reasonable and reasonable. If they can't even reach them, why would Yang Ming still bet with them? When you gamble, you don't even show your stakes to others, so why are you gambling so hard?

In fact, when Yang Ming returned to the hotel yesterday, he had already noticed someone following him behind him. Yang Ming did not care at all and was not afraid that they would follow him.

Since they can contact him through Wang Mei, they must know that he is staying at the Douglas Hotel. This is no secret, so they can follow them if they want. Yang Ming did not ask the taxi driver to change the route and arrived at the Douglas Hotel. Yang Ming went back directly. I guess they also wanted to see if he would contact some Austrian aid or meet someone after he left. But when they saw that Yang Ming went back to the hotel directly, and the people who stayed at the door didn't see Yang Ming coming out to contact anyone, they were relieved.

I feel that Yang Ming is really here to participate in the competition, not to engage in any conspiracy.

It was precisely because of this that Smith and Klass happily brought Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang to the casino.

Otherwise, they were afraid that Yang Ming would call in reinforcements to take these two people away from the casino with strong force.

After breakfast, Yang Ming looked at the time. It was after seven o'clock, more than an hour before the agreed nine o'clock. So after Yang Ming asked Wang Mei to go back, he left the hotel, hailed a taxi and rushed to the casino.

After arriving at the casino, Yang Ming saw from the corner of his eye in a small square not far from the casino, a young man dressed fashionably and wearing sunglasses was drinking fruit juice and making love with an equally fashionable girl next to him. When he saw Yang Ming getting off the taxi, the mane shook the juice box in his hand slightly.

Yang Ming smoothed his hair with his hands expressionlessly, indicating that he had seen him. However, Yang Ming's action couldn't be more ordinary. Many people who get off the taxi will arrange their hair habitually.

The man with a pen when he was young was naturally Wang Peng, and the person next to him might be his assistant Yang Ming, whom Yang Ming didn't know, or who he had recruited recently when he was in Africa.

Yang Ming had previously suggested that they recruit some female members, so that he could arrange for Chen Mengyan and others to provide personal protection. However, when Victoria appeared later, Yang Ming used Victoria first and did not ask about the female member Yang Ming again.

Yang Ming walked in quickly - there was someone from Smith at the entrance of the casino who saw Yang Ming walking over: "Mr. Smith is already waiting in the office." Yang Ming nodded expressionlessly and followed the man. Yesterday's corridor, and then came to Smith's security manager's office. "Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang. , pushed the door open, and the man said respectfully: "Mr. Smith, your guest has arrived.

"Okay, go and do your work." Smith waved his hand to his men, indicating that he could leave.

Yang Ming walked into the office and saw Smith and Klass from yesterday.

"Where are my friends?" Yang Ming did not greet them but directly asked about the whereabouts of Zhang Bin and Zhang Jiefang.

Smith and Klass didn't take it seriously either. Smith said: "Your friend is upstairs and you can see him when he goes up.

"Go up? Aren't we going to gamble here?" Yang Ming asked calmly, "Gaoran went to the top VIP room upstairs. It's so small here, how can we gamble?" "

Smith laughed.

"Upstairs? Top VIP room?" Yang Ming frowned: "There are only a few of us?

"Yes." Smith nodded.

"Sorry, I can't accept it." Yang Ming shook his head: "There are no other guests around the top VIPs upstairs. They are all yours. I have reason to suspect that your motives are impure. I cannot accept this request."

Smith was slightly startled. However, Yang Ming said that it was true that this casino was his territory and Yang Ming's worries about letting Yang Ming go to the VIP room alone upstairs were normal. If he were himself, he would think so.

However, Smith was not a decisive person, so he could only look to Klass for help.

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