Section 181 Casino

“I can meet your requirements—”

Gregory leaned his neck and poured a big mouthful of brandy. In an instant, he felt as if he had been given a whole bucket of stimulant, and his whole body was about to burn. With the urge to swell and break, his bladder was strongly needed to be released. He stretched out his hand and wandered around the contour of Lin Xiang's face that he didn't actually touch. He swallowed hard and said, "Go to bed with me and let me poke your butt a few times, and I will naturally let you get what you want-"

The expression on Lin Xiang's face was extremely calm. He kept silent, but deep in his heart it seemed like a flame was hidden, becoming more and more fierce and violent.

"Wash your butt a little clean, I promise you will spend an extremely wonderful night--" Gregory stared at Lin Xiang with bright eyes, and his extremely hot eyes released naked desire. He stared straight at the exquisite face opposite, and could not wait to swallow it in one bite.

"You're a dirty bastard."

After a few minutes, Lin Xiang said calmly. His voice was soft and pleasant, full of magnetic.

"What did you say?" Although Gregory was obviously drunk, his mind was very clear. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the thick veins on his neck were beating constantly. Although the music and noise in the bar were very loud, he could hear this insulting sentence very clearly.

"I said, you are a dog bastard who exudes a rotten smell, dirty and despicable, and even his genitals are covered with shit and urine-"

The soft facial features on Lin Xiang's face instantly became ferocious, and the black eyes that emitted sexy light were as terrifying as a devil. For some reason, Gregory instinctively developed a kind of inexplicable fear - the beautiful man opposite seemed to be not an ordinary person without resistance at all. He was very powerful, so powerful that he could not imagine and could not confront him at all. Although he could not feel a trace of evolution or strengthening aura from him, his eyes, his momentum, his language... everything was much stronger than himself.

In contrast, the one-star parasitic power that I am proud of is simply a ridiculous existence.

It was a strange feeling... Gregory shook his head hard, trying to drive these chaotic and funny thoughts out of his head. When he came back to his senses and bet his eyes on the opposite side of the table again, he was extremely frightened to find that Lin Xiang, who had a ferocious face, had already pinched the brandy bottle in his hand and waved it hard towards his head.

The sound of the bottle bursting was extremely loud, and the scattered glass fragments and alcoholic liquid splashed in all directions. Countless awakened gazes gathered from all directions, and even the crowds around the small stage more than ten meters away turned their inquiring gazes in this direction.

"Don't worry, he can't die-"

Lin Xiang breathed a long sigh, took out a few bills from his pocket, and stuffed them into the hand of the bar owner who heard the news. He stretched out his hand and patted it hard on the table. Gregori's cheeks were blurred with his eyes, and spit out of the bar with a fierce phlegm. He pushed away the chair behind him and strode out of the bar.

The atmosphere in the bar was very chaotic. Under the dim light, the onlookers could only roughly see that Lin Xiang and Gregory were both wearing officer uniforms. They could not accurately judge the breath of their respective supernatural powers in such a smoky environment. They could only attribute this accident to an ordinary fight based on fixed thinking and past experience.

The bar owner didn't say much. This kind of thing was very common. Young people who were drinking had to vent their vent. Women and fists were their most common methods. Lin Xiang paid the money and settled the bill, and Gregory did not die. No matter from any perspective, it was not his turn to worry about this kind of thing. Naturally, there were officers with higher ranks to resolve the disputes between officers.

A song with a vigorous rhythm was played behind the counter at the right time. With the wild rhythm, the women on the stage twisted even more wildly and worked hard, and the audiences under the stage also turned around from the small dining table. They quickly forgot this little episode that didn't understand the specific reason, and focused all their attention on more specific aspects such as how to hold the women on the stage, hold them in their arms and play around with them...

The strong wine dripped down Gregory's messy hair. It was mixed with bright red blood. They flowed down their cheeks and their lips. The cold and painful feeling made Gregory lick instinctively, and a bloody and hot stimulation immediately spread throughout the mouth along the tongue.

"...Wait, I, I will definitely deal with you well. Boy, you will kneel at my feet, licking my genitals bit by bit--"

He swears on the table, deafening music and crazy roars blocked all channels from the mouth to the ears, but this did not affect Gregori's thinking ability. In this secret brewing of teeth, his brain, which had been tense, suddenly relaxed, and the genitals that had lost their nerve control, burst out with a boiling torrent. The thin officer's uniform could not stop the sudden change at all. He could only let the light yellow liquid exuding a fishy smell soak into his lower body, his trouser legs, his chair... Finally, along with the brandy flowing from the table, gathered on the floor into a dirty and unpleasant mixture.

...

The faint sunlight scatters from the zenith, dyeing the dark world a brilliant golden yellow. As the end of the year approaches, this is definitely a rare and good weather. People walking on the streets have improved a lot, and they can even see some faint smiles. Nature uses this mysterious power to manipulate human emotions, so that you can't unconsciously accept its control, but you can't even notice it.

Krasnov, who looked leisurely, strolled on the street, probably because of his chunky body that was thicker than the bear, as well as his stunningly thick chest muscles and thighs, the pedestrians passing by instinctively kept a safe distance from him. In the wasteland world, his face was full of flesh and rough and barbaric appearance, which was the best manifestation of fists and strength.

Because he wears the double-headed eagle logo of the "Vulture Mercenary Group" on his chest, the middle and senior citizens in Yinyue City respect Krasnov's attitude, and ordinary low-level citizens can also see awe-inspiring eyes. In addition, due to his special identity and Lin Xiang's special arrangement, he rarely takes combat tasks now, but trains newcomers who have just joined the mercenary group as an instructor. Although the profession of killing requires personal practice, before cutting the opponent's throat with a knife, he can accept the personal training of an experienced and powerful figure like Krasnov, and the chance of survival on the battlefield is naturally much greater.

Krasnov is very satisfied with his current life - he owns a two-story building covering an area of ​​more than 100 square meters. His wife, Sanqia, is a very good woman. She is beautiful and sexy, knows the physiological needs of men in bed, and is well organized in housework. Like all women in this era, Sanqia is proficient in food cooking and does not waste any materials. The cornbread she baked is softer than what she sells in the outside shops, and the marinated bacon and fragrant taste are very unique. This is good at thrifty housework.

The woman is very good at making wine and can be careful about every penny her husband handed over. If you want to tell me the specific difference before and after marriage, it is probably that she refuses invitations and seductions from other men when she is in a bar. Of course, Sanchia will not say such thorny words very directly, but she cleverly avoids the hands that stretched to her chest and buttocks to try to get rid of, and replied with a smile: "Sorry, my husband is waiting to pick me up from get off work."

Krasnov and Sankia work well are already familiar with the owner of the tavern. Every night, he would come here early, sit on the small table in the corner, and look at the woman he likes to shuttle back and forth between the dining tables like a butterfly. In addition to drinking a glass to satisfy his craving, he often acts as a deterrent. Whenever Sankia meets a drinker who is more "serious" and pesters her, she will always appear behind Sankia like the most terrifying demon god, hugging her petite body tightly in her arms, shaking her huge fist in a sign of sign, revealing her white and cold teeth, letting the other party understand that not every barmaid can touch her hands and feet at will.

The bar owner likes Krasnov very much. The appearance of this big man has brought a lot of safety to the shop he runs. In addition, due to his special status, many mercenaries often come to drink with Krasnov. Therefore, he often gives this strong Belarusian mercenary a glass of free wine.

The supply of materials in Yinyue City is not rich, but it is relatively sufficient. With Krasnov's income level, he can definitely be considered a high-paying class in this city. With houses, women, and the respect and friendly life atmosphere from the heart of others, he doesn't want to go back to the "Claws" company that is damn. It is undeniable that the rewards of the killer are indeed much higher than those of mercenary instructors, but he will never get everything he has now.

Today's training task has ended. Sankia is staying at home for nap to cope with the evening hospitality work. This period is Krasnov's free time. What he likes is to wander around a casino west of the city and occasionally play two games.

Bars, casinos, and brothels are the most widely distributed in the wasteland world, and almost every settlement can find the most common business projects. Yinyue City is no exception. In order to accumulate as much development funds as possible, bars and brothels in the city must pay high taxes. Of course, in order to ensure profits, the city management committee also limits the number of operators. In addition to shops holding special license certificates, other citizens or outsiders who operate such businesses without authorization will be punished the most severely.

Because of the particularity of the casino industry, Lin Xiang only set up a gambling hall directly under the management committee to the west of the city. It is close to the main road of the city gate, and the surrounding area has developed into a prosperous free trade zone. The chip exchange collected by the casino is not limited to banknotes, food, clothing, medicines, weapons and ammunition... All things with value can be handed over to relevant personnel appointed by the city management committee for evaluation and distributed to the chips according to their value, so that those who have the intention to make money can freely find the best way to wealth or poverty in a wide variety of entertainment projects.

Compared with other cities, Yinyue City Casino has a good reputation among the surrounding people. The security patrol force in this area is five times that of other areas of the city. All in and out of the city must confiscate the weapons they carry with them in accordance with regulations. Disputes can be resolved through the assistance of casino staff. Fraud, theft and robbery are almost rarely happening. Whether the gambler is a wealthy rich man or a poor man with only one penny in his pocket, the casino will give politeness according to the same specifications... Such measures will be unimaginable in other settlements.

In Lin Xiang's words: "This is the benefit of laws and rules."

...

Krasnov was lucky today. He could get three or more pairs of 10 points in a row. The chips placed in front of him quickly turned into a thick hill. Although most of them were small chips of ten yuan and one yuan, he enjoyed the process and fun of winning money. He was very restrained, and the pocket money given to him by Sankia was enough to maintain this hobby. Of course, if you want to play a few bigger ones, you can go to the VIP room on the second floor of the casino. It was specially designed for the truly rich Mohau. The chips on the gambling table were worth tens of thousands, but Krasnov never went to that kind of place. Perhaps because he had experienced too many life-and-death battles, he has now become very rational and clear-headed.

Krasnov, who opened the last card in his hand, formed a beautiful straight with the other four cards, smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes, opened his arms and put all the chips on the table in front of him. The winning or losing of this game was not big, and at best it won about 200 Sosbian dollars. However, when he saw his opponent's angry face and the pairs of eyes full of envy and jealousy next to him, he always felt a very fulfilling feeling of satisfaction in his heart.

"Silly, it seems that you are lucky. How about I play with you?"

Suddenly, a petite figure squeezed into the crowd and sat down on a chair opposite the gambling table.

He was a woman wearing a tight black combat suit. The tight and detailed high elastic fabric was stretched on her body, outlining every detail and line of her body. She was tied with thick and soft leather armor on her chest and joints. Although she did not carry any weapons, in terms of the value of this outfit and clothing, it was far beyond the limit that ordinary refugees could bear.

Burgundy hair, bare wheat-colored skin, straight and slender legs leaned against the gambling table, and his green pupils stared at Krasnov, who was sitting opposite him, as if a snake curled deep in the grass, was watching his prey that was about to start.

He picked up the brandy placed beside him and drank it all. Krasnov squirted out a long sip of strong alcohol. Although the people around the table looked at the woman with greedy and desire, there was no sign of his lower body becoming hard. On the contrary, the muscles on his body were squirming, and a bit ferocious solemn appeared on his face.

He knew this woman named Grena. Like himself, she was also a killer employee of the "Claw" company.

"Claw" is a well-known killer organization, and all the personnel affiliated with this organization have extraordinary strength. Krasnov alone knows that there are four powerful nine-star parasites. The overall control system of "Claw" is very loose. After receiving the task of killing the target, it will be released in the form of public bidding among the internal personnel in a manner that only those with the lowest remuneration price can receive. Generally speaking, the employer promises to give a reward of 100,000 yuan, and the company will usually announce it at the standard of 90,000 yuan.

On the internal platform, the killer himself quotes according to his own strength and task difficulty. Prices of 80,000, 70,000, or even 60,000 or less are possible. Most of these tasks involve homicides and certain secrets that cannot be disclosed, and the reward is much richer than ordinary "S"-level tasks. Therefore, many mercenaries are rushing to it. They voluntarily form the "claw" periphery. According to outside speculation, in fact, there are only a few or a dozen parasites that are incredibly powerful to the point of being incredibly powerful.

In "The Claw", Grena is considered a celebrity.

She only has the third-level evolutionary strength, but few people dare to have any wrong ideas about this young girl with a hot body. Krasnov is not very clear about the specific reason. After all, he and Grena only had a few meetings and did not have a deeper understanding. But just those mercenaries who suffered losses in her hands drunk after drinking - the real terror of this woman is definitely not the power comparison of the usual meaning, but her speed.

Krasnov had never understood the meaning of this sentence. Looking at Grena, who was sitting opposite him with a bit of mocking on his face, he suddenly felt that his brain had become much clearer. If he were to go somewhere else, he might have considered the other party's identity and the possible consequences. However, this is Yinyue City, which is his home court. No matter how terrible this woman is, she is just a third-level evolutionist.

Thinking of this, he grinned, grabbed a 10-yuan denomination chip and threw it into the center of the gambling table, waved at the dealer standing next to him, and said in a deep voice: "Discounting the card—"
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