Chapter 933 Courtesy

Three hours ago, Las Vegas, the very center of the city, was on the top floor of the Empire Star, the largest and most glorious casino hotel in the entire city.

After the elevator opened, the young man with a solemn expression hurried through the corridor and pushed in the door.

Behind the door, at the highest point in the city, there was silence, with only the monotonous ticking of life-support equipment echoing in the air.

Behind the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the bustling city is clearly visible, as close as the blood flowing in the pulse. But behind the curtain, on the propped-up hospital bed, among countless cables, there was only a dying old man.

The young man's pace subconsciously slowed down, he paused, adjusted his collar, then stepped forward and lowered his head: "Father, I'm back."

The old man stared out the window blankly, and suddenly asked: "William, where is he?"

"Two hours ago, Russell and the others got on the plane and flew directly to Las Vegas." William lowered his head and reported calmly: "Following your instructions, the heads of the six families have been summoned and prepared."

The old man nodded and looked beside him.

The accompanying doctor nodded, opened the box next to him, and raised the old man's right hand. As the medicine was injected, a sickly color appeared on the old man's face.

He gasped violently and choked.

"Father……"

William took a step forward excitedly, but stopped again and lowered his head in grief and indignation.

"Why are you panicking? I just took some medicine."

The old man laughed hoarsely and stared at his face: "You are already twenty-five years old this year, William. When you think about it, it's really fast. As the only son of the family, isn't it hard?"

William lowered his head and did not answer.

"This burden is hard-earned, so bear it well."

The old man waved his hand: "I have a gift for you."

He motioned to his son to open the box in front of the bed. Inside the box was a ferocious iron light.

A scratched revolver, and six bullets.

The weather-beaten weapon was meticulously cared for, and even after so many years, it was still in the best condition, with every part and screw perfect.

Just like the mass-produced goods sold in gun shops everywhere in this city, they are not precious and famous, but everyone in this city should know whose gun it is.

It has accompanied its owner for seventy-nine years, as he grew from a nobody to become the undisputed overlord in this city.

After witnessing many storms and countless deaths, its owner no longer needs it to demonstrate authority, but everyone is more and more in awe of it.

"Take it."

The old man said: "It is yours."

William froze in place, not daring to reach out.

After hesitating for a long time, I finally took it out of the box. But then, his wrist was clenched tightly, with such force that it was like an iron pliers, almost crushing his bones, and he was not allowed to break free.

"You will have to take it with you when we meet later."

The old man raised his eyes and stared at his son who was close at hand. His turbid eyes seemed to be filled with hot lava, as if they were going to burn the enemy's soul.

A word for word order.

"Remember, William, I only say these words once..."

The old man whispered hoarsely: "You cannot speak without my permission. If anyone else speaks in front of me, you will kill him with my gun."

If anyone offends one of my guests, then you must take it and kill his wife, parents, brothers and children, and not a single dog shall be left behind!

Even if the people speaking are your uncles, do you understand? "

"Father...why!"

William shook his head blankly, unable to understand: "Really, is this really necessary? He is only one person. As long as you are willing, we can make him pay any price! We can also ask God..."

"idiot!"

The old man roared angrily, "Is it your turn to decide my city?!"

The hoarse voice was like thunder, violently tearing his eardrums apart and questioning his soul. William no longer had the courage to defend or refute, and lowered his head in horror.

"Very well, that's it, William."

The old man coughed violently, but his expression became relieved: "Dismiss all the people you assigned, keep it like this, lower your head, look at your feet, don't look into his eyes, and don't hide that you are scared... You are a Good boy, William, but too young, you have to listen to me."

He slowly let go of his hand, no longer able to hide his aging and weakness, and leaned on the bed.

After a long while, William asked feebly: "Do you think, father, that we have no possibility of victory at all?"

"Idiot, what's the point of us trying to 'win'?"

The old man was amused: "If you want to win, can you pay enough?

You want to make an enemy of the craziest idealist in the world - an opponent who is not afraid of physical destruction, does not care about the number of sacrifices, does not care about the tragic consequences, but still has the strength... Have you ever thought about the consequences? "

In the long silence, William fell into silence.

There is nothing to say.

"Don't worry, Russell will retreat when the difficulties arise, William."

The old man murmured hoarsely: "One day, you will get everything you deserve."

Those pair of cloudy pupils were quietly overlooking the city outside the window.

Like a dying beast staring at its own land.

"Until then, I won't let anyone take that away from me."

When walking out of the car door, Huai Shi's body suddenly tensed up for a moment.

frown.

Because what we see in front of us is not the feasting and feasting of Las Vegas, but a cold atmosphere, a military base with layers of barbed wire and machine guns.

For a moment, Huaishi thought that the other party was playing some trick of "accidentally entering the White Tiger Festival Hall".

But he immediately reacted, with Russell, a ten thousand-year-old bastard here, how could there be any old bastard who dared to do whatever he wanted to do?

Moreover, no matter how much he is underestimated, he is still a special military attaché of the Astronomical Society. Not to mention the White Tiger Festival Hall, even if he rushes into the central decision-making room of the command bureau and jumps three hundred times, as long as he does not die, he will definitely be the best. The most comprehensive, most serious, and most unscrupulous internal court package.

If there is even the slightest trace of something fishy, ​​the censors on the 800 overhead floors will look into it with magnifying glasses.

Why worry about this?

He chuckled and shook his head, looking around.

Just before I saw the open door, there were those people who were already surprisingly old.

Their white hair is sparse and their bodies are thin. Some are holding canes, some are being supported, and some are sitting in wheelchairs with oxygen masks.

It felt like I had been waiting for a long time, but without the slightest hint of impatience.

When Huaishi and Russell got out of the car, they took the initiative to greet them, accompanied by their children and medical staff.

"First meeting, Mr. Russell."

The old man in the wheelchair made a hoarse voice: "On behalf of the Las Vegas Business Alliance, I send you my greetings."

"What's your name?" Russell lowered his head and asked.

"Douglas."

The old man suppressed the urge to cough and said, "Just call me Douglas."

"Okay, Douglas."

Russell nodded, crossed the wheelchair in front of him, and looked around: "Do you use a military base to receive guests in Las Vegas?"

"If you come as a guest, we will definitely welcome you. The entire Las Vegas will be your friend. You will enjoy the most honorable treatment wherever you go. If anyone dares to offend you, then he will The enemy of us all, I guarantee that."

Douglas gasped and asked hoarsely: "But that's not why you're here, is it? I believe that being more open and honest will be a good thing for both of us."

Russell's eyebrows were raised slightly, never expecting that the other party would be so magnanimous.

But soon, I became confused again.

"If you want to be hostile, just relying on such a base in front of you is not enough, right?" He said: "With your wealth, you can hire at least four or five fifth-level people. If you grit your teeth, maybe you can also buy You must use Tyr, your natural enemy, to fight for you."

"Haha, you are joking. For people like you, these people in front of you are nothing." Douglas smiled self-deprecatingly: "Don't worry, no matter what, we will not be disrespectful or disrespectful to you today. rude."

He patted the armrest of the wheelchair and signaled the attendant behind him to turn around and walk towards the front: "Please follow me."

In front of him, the gates of the military base were opened layer by layer, countless defenses were withdrawn from the center, and the doors were wide open.

After walking inside, Huaishi discovered that this was no ordinary base at all. On both sides of the long runway, in the open hangar, were rows of fighter jets that were supervising maintenance.

Across the busy military training ground, one can still see the missile launch site in the distance...

And they are going deep underground.

Riding the vehicle through the deep tunnel, after traveling downward for an unknown amount of time, a huge door appeared under the fortifications that were strong enough to defend against nuclear bomb attacks.

Just before the iron gate, Douglas gasped weakly in his wheelchair and raised his fingers.

Soon, a subordinate stepped forward, entered the password, verified the irises, fingerprints, and semen. After the triple key was removed, the door burst open.

Countless cold spotlights shine down from under the ceiling, causing the bright golden light to sweep across and rush towards you like a torrent.

Huai Shi's eyes were stung by the dazzling golden light, and she couldn't help but squint.

Gasped.

Sea of ​​gold.

It was an ocean of gold.

Countless trapezoidal gold bars were piled up into hills, towering in the underground warehouse, reflecting a soul-trembling brilliant light.

There are no burdensome diamonds or lies-like bonds. What is gathered here at this moment is the currency that humans have used since ancient times.

A terrifying wealth that is comparable to national reserves!