"Ah! Lost again. Maybe we should stop gambling? We've already lost three times in a row."
Wang Xue sighed with regret as the chips in her hand were taken by the dealer again.
"What, don't you want to try to win it back after losing?"
Yang Yan, who had been silent until now, suddenly smiled and said.
"Forget it. We're not good at this. We'll just keep losing more and more, better to stop now."
Wang Xue gently shook her head.
"It's okay, we can just leave this loss behind."
Yang Yan didn't care about the small wins and losses at all.
If he got serious, he could bankrupt this casino.
"Oh my! Our Miss Wang isn't having the best luck today, huh?"
Just as Wang Xue was about to stop playing, Wu Xia suddenly walked over with a teasing tone.
"Wu Xia, as you said, we've arrived. Now, tell me, what do you want to bet on?"
Wang Xue's eyes cooled as she spoke coldly.
"Bet on what?"
Wu Xia nonchalantly asked.
Then, her gaze fell on the chips in Wang Xue's hand:
"Tsk tsk! Not even twenty thousand US dollars, what can you bet with that little money? By the way, do you have enough for the entrance fee in a few days? Don't show up and then be unable to get in, that would be disappointing!"
Yang Yan spoke up first.
He said indifferently:
"No need for you to worry about that. By the way, where's your man? Why are you alone?"
"What's it to you? Never mind, let's cut the crap. Wang Girl, in the competition in a few days, if you lose, how about you sleep with my man? I'll pay a million US dollars!"
Wu Xia didn't mask her intentions at all.
Upon hearing this, Wang Xue hadn't yet spoken when Shiya Jie erupted.
"Who the hell do you think you are? How could you utter such shameless words? And if you lose, what will you offer?"
Hearing Shiya Jie's words, Wu Xia first glanced her way, then looked at Yang Yan, who remained silent by the side.
Just as she was about to say something, she heard Yang Yan speak:
"Why are you looking at me? Let's be clear: if you lose, I don't want you as a partner! I'm afraid you might be sick."
At this, Wu Xia's words got stuck in her throat, and she exploded with rage like a furious dog:
"What did you say? Try saying that again if you have the guts!"
Yang Yan laughed coldly:
"Haha! Are you overworked at night, with impaired hearing? I said, I don't need you as a partner; I'm afraid you might be sick."
When it came to people like Wu Xia, Yang Yan never felt any chivalry.
"Young master, we've found him, the guy is just ahead."
As Wu Xia's face twisted in anger and she was about to retort, a few men standing to the side spoke up.
These men walked over and pushed Wu Xia aside, looking arrogantly at Yang Yan as they said harshly:
"You punk, thought you could hit me and get away with it? In Las Vegas, do you think you can escape?"
"Who's this guy? What are they talking about?"
Yang Yan asked Wang Xue in confusion.
Seeing Yang Yan seemingly not understanding English, Wang Xue frowned but quickly explained:
"They're the ones you dealt with yesterday; now they're here for revenge."
Yang Yan raised an eyebrow dismissively, saying:
"I thought it was something big. I can't be bothered to argue with them. Tell them for me: either they leave on their own, or I'll make them leave!"
Yang Yan spoke boldly, and without hesitation, Wang Xue translated these words for the others to hear.
The leader of the men exploded after hearing this.
He rolled up his sleeves, ready to take action against Yang Yan.
But the next moment, he seemed to think of something and took a subconscious step back.
Then, he waved his hand forcefully, and two muscled, burly black men immediately charged at Yang Yan aggressively.
Meanwhile, Wu Xia, who initially wanted to make trouble for Yang Yan, decided to watch now that someone else was stepping in.
"Ha! Daring to make a move? You rotten potatoes and eggs, I'm afraid you'll dirty my hands!"
Yang Yan cursed, and with a sudden shift, he dashed between the two black men in an instant, landing a solid kick.
Like a replay of last night, the man didn't even have time to react before, with one swift kick from Yang Yan, he dropped to the floor unconscious.
"Young master!"
Seeing the man knocked out again by a single kick from Yang Yan, the others rushed up in a panic.
As for the two burly black men who charged him, Yang Yan knocked them out with one punch each, and they fainted directly.
Unlike yesterday, these guys actually came armed this time.
With six or seven guns pointed at him, Yang Yan couldn't help but chuckle.
"You can still bring guns in here? Looks like your status isn't simple!"
This time, Yang Yan spoke in perfect English, which the opposing group understood.
"You dare harm our young master? Even if God came today, you wouldn't be saved."
One of the men arrogantly said.
Yang Yan chuckled coldly, then suddenly appeared right in front of that guy.
This happened so swiftly that the guy didn't even realize before Yang Yan struck him down.
In fact, it wasn't just him; the remaining six didn't even know how Yang Yan had taken each of them down until the last person hit the ground.
And just as Yang Yan swiftly floored these guys, the hotel security arrived.
They also came with guns.
About twenty of them showed up.
As they approached, they immediately pushed surrounding tourists aside, raised their guns towards Yang Yan, and said:
"Raise your hands and place them where we can see them."
Just then, the first knocked-out guy woke up in a daze and started shouting:
"I'm Qatar, help me arrest this guy, arrest him."
A burly man who seemed to be the security captain walked up to Qatar, frowning and asked:
"Mr. Qatar, what happened here?"
"This guy dared to hit me in the casino yesterday and again today. Arrest him first, I need to teach him a good lesson."
Qatar waved his fist, furious and agitated.
"What's going on here?"
As the security captain prepared to order his men to apprehend Yang Yan, Blitz's voice rang out from the side.
"Young master Blitz, this dangerous guy attacked Mr. Qatar, and we're planning to arrest him."
The security captain respectfully said to Blitz.
Hearing this, Blitz sneered and walked straight to Qatar.
Qatar definitely knew who Blitz was.
Although he didn't know which family Blitz belonged to, he was well aware that even the local boss, who wasn't very friendly to him, had to smile warmly at Blitz.
Slap!
Just as Qatar was full of doubt, wondering why Blitz would walk towards him, he felt a harsh slap across his face, leaving him stunned.
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