Ke Xue: Ai-chan and I have an agreement

Chapter 703: Card Table (1)

“Damn it! Damn it!!”

On a desert road outside Vladivostok, a modified black Ford was running at full speed, its engine roaring like a beast.

The man in the driver's seat had his eyes bloodshot, a cut at the corner of his eye, and bright red blood flowing down half of his face, but he had no time to care.

The man looked in the rearview mirror, and the fear in his eyes became more intense, as if something terrible was chasing him.

Behind it, the equally fast Porsche was chasing closely.

"Look at what a crappy car you found!" Kiana cursed while sitting in the driver's seat.

Gat's face was full of grievance and he didn't dare to speak.

This was the best car he had gotten in the past hour... ahem, the best car!

Who could have thought that this grandson would run away so fast that he even left his wife and children behind.

How abominable...

Kiana's face was filled with indifference, her foot almost pressing into the gas tank. She hadn't expected the car in front of her to be modified. What a miscalculation...

"Ahem... modified cars burn fuel quickly, it won't take long to catch up." Gat said weakly.

Unexpectedly, this did not comfort Kiana, but instead earned her a cold snort.

"Have you ever considered that we don't have the fuel to keep going?"

As soon as he said this, Gat subconsciously looked at the fuel gauge and found that the pointer was about to reach the limit.

Now, Gat had nothing to say.

I can only say that the guy in front is not destined to die?

Seeing that Gat stopped talking, Kiana also fell silent.

According to their plan, they should be sitting at the negotiating table with Dinas by now.

"Ask Yinhui what the situation is like over there?" After a moment of silence, Kiana slowed down the car. It was no longer possible to catch up with the Ford in front with the current amount of fuel.

Gat didn't dare to delay and started making phone calls immediately.

On the other side, in the familiar underground casino in the center of Vladivostok, the casino owner Henry was kneeling on the ground with a bruised face and nose, and his other brothers were in the same condition, looking extremely miserable.

The surrounding area was full of fully armed bodyguards in black, staring at them fiercely. The black muzzles of their guns shone with a sharp cold light, making Henry unable to feel any desire to offend.

In the center, surrounded by four or five men in black, an old man with a white beard and wearing a black mink fur coat leaned on a chair with his hands on crutches, looking at the man at the opposite table with his sharp eagle-like eyes.

The old man is the largest arms dealer in the Far East and the boss of the largest underground force in Vladivostok, Dinas Khayev Ulak.

The man he was paying attention to was the only one who had the privilege to be on equal footing with him at this moment.

Silver glow.

First of all, he broke in alone with the force of more than a dozen people.

Secondly, he showed that he had someone he wanted!

Whichever it is, Dinas should give this young man a little respect.

At least when I was the same age, I was not as calm as this when facing dozens of guns.

Similarly, Yinhui slowly savored the half bottle of champagne on the table.

The gamblers had been driven away long ago, and no one knew which boss left them behind. This was a good thing for Yinhui.

But is this guy really as calm as he looks?

Of course not... His heart was also beating fast.

Kiana hasn't brought the person back yet, which is far beyond their planned time.

Haha, this job should be done by Yuichi Shiina!

That guy is not afraid of death!

"Friend, according to the agreement, you should have fulfilled your promise thirty minutes ago." Dinas was the first to break the silence. His tone was neither hurried nor slow, but it carried the oppressive aura of a superior. "...Where is the person I want?"

As soon as the words fell, several armed bodyguards prepared to step forward.

As long as Dinas gives the order, Yinhui will be beaten into a sieve without any surprise.

"Don't be anxious...Mr. Dinas." Yinhui put down his wine glass, leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands and placed them on his crossed legs. His posture was natural and relaxed, and there was no trace of guilt on his face.

"How can a guy with a bounty of over five million dollars be so easy to catch? But... I believe in my team."

"Just for the word 'believe', my old bones sat for more than half an hour. How many five million can I earn in this half an hour?" Dinas' tone was calm, without any emotional fluctuations, as if he was just stating a simple fact.

Yinhui raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, but did not comment.

Regardless of whether Dinas is bragging or not, there is indeed money to be made in the arms dealer business, and many people are trying their best to get in.

But unfortunately, not everyone can do this.

I don’t even have the right to smell the fragrance of the food.

After all, an industry with huge profits cannot allow others to divide the cake casually.

Otherwise, why do you think Dinas would spend huge sums of money to catch a fledgling arms dealer?

First, that ignorant kid had touched his goods, and second, those outrageous remarks would make guys from other regions think that he was useless!

Who among us is qualified to step on him to get to the top?

Do you really think that his current status is due to his charity work?

"Young man, you have at most twenty minutes." Dinas looked at Yinhui for a long time, as if he suddenly lost interest, and then issued an ultimatum.

Yinhui was about to say something, but was forced back by the bodyguards whose eyes became increasingly hostile.

Just when the atmosphere became tense, the cell phone in his arms rang. Yinhui immediately answered the call and a familiar voice came from the other end.

But the result he got was not what he wanted to hear.

Waksha ran away!

Damn, are you kidding me?

Yinhui appeared calm on the surface, but his heartbeat had begun to accelerate.

These weapons are not fire sticks.

His head can't withstand the bullet!

How to do?

These words popped up involuntarily in Yinhui's mind.

He glanced at Dinas without leaving a trace. Looking at that face full of vicissitudes and stories, it didn't look like he would let him go.

It’s over, this time I’m really in trouble.

"I understand. Half an hour, right? I'll wait for you." Yinhui deliberately raised his voice and raised his eyebrows slightly in the direction of Dinas.

It’s a pity that Dinas remained indifferent and did not react at all.

As expected of a gangster, he remained as unmoved as a mountain even when the truth was unknown.

After Yinhui hung up the phone, he picked up the champagne glass again and savored the flavor, but this time he could no longer taste that silky texture.

My mind was working frantically, thinking about how to break the situation and leave this place of trouble.

But... the strictly guarded gate and the deserted hall made it almost impossible to escape.

As for other passages, there are at least two people guarding them.

There was only one way. The moment Yinhui looked up, he saw Dinas surrounded by people, and cursed in his heart!

Damn, you don’t give me any chance at all!