Chapter 398 Crazy Roulette, Dark Auction

This bar is called "Dream".

A very simple name.

According to the saying that the fewer names there are, the greater the background.

"Dream" bar belongs to the Sun Gang.

It is one of the oldest bars in the Waterfront Witch Black Market.

The music in the hall is noisy, and it really makes people feel like they are in another world.

The criss-crossing square air ducts are densely covered above everyone's heads.

The walls around still retain the original color of concrete.

The decoration here is very rough, with a strong industrial style.

Several large-displacement industrial blowers are placed in the corners, blowing hard at the people in the dance floor.

The surging airflow lifts the dancing skirts of the hot girls.

The music is mixed with whistles, screams and cheers.

The cold and heat here are incompatible with the outside world, which is why people who set foot here for the first time always have the illusion that they have come to a new world.

The feeling of being isolated from the world is really strange.

There is an old-fashioned central air conditioner in the booth area.

Judging from the style, it has not been updated for at least ten years.

At this time, these air conditioners are also "whirring" to send out cold air.

Yes, it is cold air.

Moscow in autumn is neither hot nor cold.

But it is not to the point of turning on the air conditioner.

But the "Dream" bar really does this.

The temperature is constant at around 16℃.

It is lower than the temperature during the day and higher than the temperature at night.

This temperature has been studied and can have a good soothing effect on young people who drink, take hallucinogens, and have burning desires.

There are enough elements that make people restless here.

Sometimes, it is necessary to calm down a little in order to move longer.

Vaino showed an excited expression as soon as he walked into the bar.

He looked around for a long time, but did not find his acquaintances.

So the excitement on his face stopped abruptly and turned into a trace of loneliness.

Chen Xuan saw this scene but did not say much.

He had long known that this "village guard" picked up in the forest farm was a Slavic uncle with a story.

None of this mattered to Chen Xuan.

Anyway, he had only asked Vaino to be with him for company.

Chen Xuan never liked wandering around alone in strange places.

After standing for a while, Vaino came to the bar and tapped the table with his rough, hairy fist.

"Is there a roulette game?"

"How much is the admission fee?"

The loneliness on his face disappeared, replaced by excitement.

Behind the bar, one of the waitresses put down the wine glass she was wiping, raised her head and glanced at Vaino, and took a look at his outfit.

"You came just in time."

"There are several big games now."

"The admission fee is $1,000."

You don't have to play roulette by yourself.

Betting is also one of the ways to play.

Of course, if you play by yourself, if you can win, in addition to taking the opponent's chips.

You can also take a certain percentage of the total amount of bets.

Many times, this is a considerable amount of money.

Therefore, many desperate desperadoes, as well as debt-ridden gamblers and drug addicts are willing to take a gamble.

The result of winning is certainly beautiful.

But if you lose, you have to pay the price of your life.

However, for the desperadoes, the least valuable thing is that rotten life.

The entrance fee is 1,000 dollars, which seems to be a big game.

The entrance fee here is non-refundable, which is equivalent to a ticket.

The three of them will cost 3,000 dollars.

After Vaino greeted, he turned his head and glanced at Chen Xuan.

In response, Chen just nodded slightly.

Zoya, who was standing behind, did not dare to neglect it, and quickly took out a small stack of green hundred-dollar bills from her waist bag.

After quickly counting out 30 bills, she put the money on the bar.

The waitress took it in her hand and touched it and knew what was going on.

She took out three armbands from under the bar with her backhand.

"Go inside, turn right and there is a staircase going down."

She seemed to be used to people who came to seek excitement, or she was a little tired of this job.

In short, the attitude of this waitress was not very good, but it was not too bad.

It was estimated that she had some background.

Chen Xuan disagreed with this, and Vaino did not say much.

Holding the simple armband, the three of them walked quickly towards the place she pointed.

After turning out of the hall, they soon saw the staircase that the waitress mentioned.

There were two lazy big men guarding outside.

They leaned against the wall, with a cowhide gun belt slung across their chests.

There was a pistol on it.

With Chen Xuan's recent in-depth understanding of various weapons, it is not difficult to see that it was a Beretta 92FS semi-automatic pistol.

They said nothing, and when they saw Chen Xuan and the other two wearing armbands, they consciously made way.

The eyes were calm, and they did not look around.

The "Dream" bar is one of the cash cows of the Sun Gang.

The roulette is a popular project and is highly sought after.

It can create a lot of wealth for the bar every year.

The two bodyguards are senior members of the gang, so they will not make those low-level mistakes.

Chen Xuan looked around curiously.

Walking down the stairs, the noisy music was immediately forgotten.

Below is a brand new hall.

The area is very large, even larger than the dance floor above.

The crazy roulette started here.

Looking around, it was roughly divided into three areas.

In the center of each area was a three-meter-long heavy table.

Participants stood on both sides.

The table was full of chips.

There were also several gang members with guns and bulletproof vests next to them.

In the past, there were also some crazy guys who did not have the courage to shoot temporarily and chose to give the last bullet to the opponent.

These Sun Gang members were here to prevent such a situation.

Willing to accept the loss.

Their guns were loaded and the safety was turned on.

Whoever intends to violate the rules, the last bullet will be fired by them personally.

There were people participating in all three divisions.

There were also classic bunny girls exchanging chips next to them.

On the long table between the participants, the chips were almost piled up like a mountain.

The light here was dim, and there were colorful ball spotlights hanging on the ceiling.

There was no music with a strong sense of rhythm, only dance music similar to bullfighting.

This made the participants excited.

Chen Xuan and Zhuo Ya stood beside one of the sections, watching the competition with interest.

Vaino used the tip he gave to run to the bunny girl next to him.

He took out a hundred knives and stuffed them into the ravine.

Then he pinched a round hoard without making a sound.

When he came back again, there was a lipstick mark on his face and a bottle of unknown brand of bird vodka.

Vaino stood behind Chen Xuan and looked at him with interest.

Gambling with life as a bet is extremely exciting no matter in which era.

The ancient Colosseum was like this.

There were two people staring at each other across the long table.

One of them was wearing a messy suit, the collar of his shirt was torn open, and there were scratches on it.

Not only was he wearing glasses, but there was also a flat briefcase beside him.

It can be seen that he is definitely not a gangster, but more like a white-collar worker or a civilian.

But for some reason, he embarked on this road of exchanging life and luck for money.

His opponent is a scarred middle-aged man with an open chest and a forest wolf tattooed on his chest.

This middle-aged man is not strong, and his expression is sinister and cold.

He did not make a sound throughout the whole process, let alone any strange cry or provocation.

His eyes are like the eyes of a wolf, always cold, and he is pulling the trigger expressionlessly.

The rhythm of the scene is not fast, and both of them have only pulled the trigger for the second time.

When it was the turn of the scarred middle-aged man, the young man couldn't help but exclaimed.

But the result disappointed him.

Empty sound!

Generally speaking, the winner is often decided by the third to fifth pull of the trigger.

Reality is not a movie, and it rarely drags on until the last shot appears.

Basically, before the last shot comes, the overall situation of both parties has been decided.

The scarred middle-aged man is still cold, making people feel that he is sure to win.

On the other hand, the young man with glasses was not as good.

This led to many people leaning on the scarred middle-aged man.

It was the young man's turn to fire the third shot.

His muscles trembled as he put the revolver to his forehead and aimed it at his extra protruding temple.

At this moment, his condition could only be described as veins throbbing.

Under the booing of the people around him, he slowly dragged for five minutes before pulling the trigger.

These five minutes were the limit.

As the organizer, it was naturally impossible to let the time be delayed indefinitely.

The rhythm of five minutes was just right, which could mobilize the atmosphere without delaying too long.

Such a situation immediately caused boos.

"Pop!"

The empty sound of the gunshot appeared, and the bullet cylinder turned one grid again.

The man with glasses jumped up in ecstasy.

He picked up the chips on the table and kissed them.

Such an action caused boos again.

Stimulation is stimulation, contempt is contempt, the two are actually not contradictory.

It was the turn of the scarred middle-aged man again, and his expression was still calm.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but bet on him because of his sure-win look.

He raised his gun calmly and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The flame flashed.

"Bang!"

Followed by a huge gunshot.

The bullet instantly blew up the scarred middle-aged man's head.

A bloody bullet hole was left on his temple.

Red and white objects and flying bone fragments splashed on the onlookers next to him.

The scene was quiet at first, and then turned into thunderous cheers.

This kind of upset is often the most exciting!

Many people didn't expect that the scarred middle-aged man who seemed to be confident would die like this.

Luck is really illusory.

Those who bet on the young man with glasses made a lot of money.

Including the young man with glasses himself.

He almost burst into tears, and it seemed that he didn't expect that he won.

Chen Xuan stood by and thought.

"I want to play, too."

"Zoya, go get two hundred thousand dollars in chips."

Chen Xuan said casually, raised his hand and reached behind him to take out two stacks of US dollars in the dim light. Zoya had already adapted to his extraordinary skills, so she lent him money calmly.

She got two hundred thousand dollars in chips for him.

Chen Xuan took out one hundred thousand chips, leaving the rest for the two to play freely.

This number of chips is considered quite large here.

Most of the people present only exchanged a few thousand dollars, and some would exchange tens of thousands of chips.

There is no rule to follow in this game, and the main purpose is entertainment.

Chen Xuan took the small tray of chips.

There were also special waiters in the field who came to clean up neatly.

The ready-made body bag was used to wrap the body, and two people looked at the hands and feet and took it away directly.

There were also several waiters with powder and disinfectant with a similar smell to 84.

The blood on the table and the ground was cleaned up in no time.

Both sides replaced the new revolvers and loaded them.

This set of procedures seemed to be smooth and flowing, and it can be said that practice makes perfect.

The young man with glasses has retreated to the sidelines, and he will be protected by the Sun Gang.

Chips can be exchanged at any time and left under protection.

This is a customary rule.

If the money just obtained by risking life is robbed in the blink of an eye.

Then who dares to come here to participate in roulette?

Compared to the bettors on the sidelines, the real participants are the ones who are actually on the field.

"Another lucky guy is born!"

"Anyone else is going to play?"

A rough-looking Sun Gang leader shouted with a microphone.

The situation in each division is different.

Some participants made appointments in advance, and some signed up on the spot.

Many bettors and participants are just a matter of impulse.

Before Chen Xuan finished speaking, he walked to the front of the crowd with a small tray.

"I'll do it!"

"Bet 100,000 US dollars."

"Is anyone going to play?"

At this time, Vaino, who was standing near the outside of the field, couldn't wait to raise his hand.

"I'll bet 50,000!"

Seeing this, Zoya also raised her hand and bet 50,000 together.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Xuan had 200,000 chips in front of him.

"Hehe."

"Then is there anyone willing to be my opponent?"

He grinned and looked around provocatively.

This made the scene quiet again.

…

On the other side, several trucks covered with black cloth drove into the warehouse on the side of the Waterfront Demon Girl.

The warehouse here leads directly to the underground.

When the black cloth was lifted, there were living people with their hands and feet tied and their eyes covered in the cargo rails.

These living people are the main goods that the dark web will sell at the auction next.

There are also many mysterious-looking plastic-sealed boxes.

While Chen Xuan was participating in roulette, the evening session of the dark web auction in the black market was also being quickly prepared.

The dark web is a loose and mysterious organization.

The Sun Gang and the Giant Elephant Gang have a share in this business.

At the same time, the auction that will protect the dark web will proceed normally.

Many oligarchs and wealthy businessmen need the dark web to do some shady things for them.

Where there is demand, there will be sin.

The influx of wealth and capital has made the dark web more and more notorious.

But for the insiders of the Waterfront Demon Girl black market, this is just a business.

The OMOH that appeared in front of the black market just now caught the idea of ​​the person in charge.

Soon the leaders of the two gangs called.

They said that everything was going according to the normal plan, but they had to control the yellow-haired people on the periphery.

As for the reason for doing so, they were vague.

It was a bit confusing. (End of this chapter)