"Dare to kill people in Beijing! You are seeking death!"

“Go together!”

"Kill him!"

The Jingchao venue can bring huge profits in units of billions every month to Mr. Hong. How can it not be taken seriously?

The security guards on duty here are all ruthless people with great reputations on the road. When they saw the casino leader being killed, they were not panic, but were angry.

He rushed towards Qin Lang in a swarm, holding a machete, full of murderous intent.

It's amazing to have a gun?

There are dozens of brothers here, and even if Qin Lang has bullets in his gun, he will kill at most five more people.

At that time, Qin Lang, including the four women he brought, will all suffer!

"Crazy, murder!"

"Run, run! Escape!"

"This kid is dead!"

“…”

The gamblers onlookers shouted in horror, scattering birds and beasts.

The brutal casino security guard rushed over like a tide. The reincarnation and the blood-colored mandala looked at each other, then disappeared from the spot and rushed towards the security guard.

Puff!

Puff!

The sound of blood surging through the neck of a dagger was rising and falling in the casino.

No matter how cruel these security guards are, no matter how cruel they are, they are like living targets in front of the two top killers, Blood Mandala and Reincarnation.

The two women turned into death and reaped the lives of these people without mercy.

The fall of corpses, like dominoes, had a chain effect.

With only ten breaths, more than thirty corpses had fallen down within the cordon.

The remaining dozen people were frightened to retreat when they saw such a cruel scene, with a look of shock on their faces.

"Go and hold the exit, no one here can be let go."

Qin Lang ordered lightly, and the blood-colored mandala nodded when he heard this, and walked casually towards the elevator at the exit.

With her guard, no one can get out of here!

After a moment, the environment around this gambling table was filled with a strong smell of blood. Huang Weiguang sat on the chair, trembling all over.

He thought Qin Lang was seeking death, and killing people in front of so many security guards was seeking death.

But who knew that the two beauties who followed him had such strange skills?

Killing dozens of people is as simple as cutting melons and vegetables.

Break his hopes in an instant.

He lowered his head, dared not speak, and did not dare to touch Qin Lang's brow at this time.

However, it was just his personal idea to escape, but Qin Lang had no intention of letting him go.

Qin Lang approached with a sneer, looking at Huang Weiguang who was lowering his head, sneered, "I have solved the problem with the Qianqian. It's up to you, let's flip the cards, compare who is bigger."

Huang Weiguang looked up, swallowed with difficulty, and said hesitantly, "Brother, I...I admit defeat."

"Abstaining from defeat?" Qin Lang's face turned cold, "What do you mean? It seems that I force you to admit defeat, right? What I care about playing cards is fairness!

Now that your card has not been turned over, the little pair in my hand may not be sure to win. If you don’t turn over, I will help you turn over. If you are older than me, you will be worth a thousand!"

Huang Weiguang's heart and soul were trembling.

Fuck! Can't afford to play, right?

This is the first time I have encountered such a situation in the casino for so many years!

It’s not OK to admit defeat, but you insist on floping the cards?

Even if he doesn't change cards, Qin Lang will lose!

But now, the cards are here, and it is no longer a matter of winning money, but a life-and-death moment when there is no life or death.

He quickly touched the card and spoke tremblingly, "I... I will turn it through myself."

One card is turned over.

Red Peach 8, Red Peach 9, and there was still one card that didn't turn over, but Huang Weiguang was relieved because he had already replaced Red Peach 10 with a miscellaneous card, and he lost this game.

Puff!

A black-backed machete cut straight on the gambling table, completely separating a left hand forelimb from the arm.

"Ahhhhh! My hand, my hand! What are you going to do?!" Huang Weiguang's heart-wrenching roar in pain, blood gushed from the broken arm, and the cold sweat on his forehead was so painful that it was all the pain

It's right.

"Shunjin's card, your last card must be 10 Red Peaches, you've got a thousand!"

Qin Lang sneered and controlled the handle of the black-backed machete. This security weapon he picked up casually was quite easy to use.

"No, no!"

In order to save his life, Huang Weiguang reacted at this time and didn't even dare to let go of a tougher fart.

He stretched out his left hand, trying to turn over the miscellaneous cards and prove his innocence.

But his hand just reached out.

Puff!

The black-backed machete fell down again, and another arm was cut off from the middle.

Qin Lang sneered, "In front of me, I want to change the cards again? You dream!"

"I...my hands!"

Huang Weiguang sat on the chair, opening his mouth wide in pain. He had to rely on both hands to eat in his life, but now all of them have been cut off.

The large amount of blood loss made his face pale like a piece of wax paper instantly.

He shook his head in pain, "I'm really not Red 10, I'm really not!"

Qin Lang frowned suspiciously, reached out and turned out the last card.

Plum Blossom 3!

"It's a miscellaneous hand after a long time! It seems that I guessed wrong, I'm sorry for you." Qin Lang sighed, shook his head, and looked at Huang Weiguang helplessly, "But, I can't handle this hand anymore.

.”

Huang Weiguang staggered up and sat on the ground. The extreme pain and the endless aggrievance in his heart, his eyes rolled over and turned over, not knowing life and death.

After playing with Huang Weiguang, Qin Lang was indifferent to his enthusiasm and walked back to his position.

He glanced at Chen Ziqi, whose face was a little pale, and chuckled, "Why, I think I'm too cruel to take it? I can't stand it?"

Chen Ziqi pursed her lips, not knowing how to speak.

Her profession, seeing such a scene is indeed a bit difficult to accept on the psychological level.

Qiu Jiuer explained in time, "There is no need to feel sorry for you. I don't know how many people this casino has killed, and Mr. Huang's hands have caused the separation of his family.

Killing them is to eliminate harm for the people! Especially Mr. Huang, the most hateful, the blood stained in the hands of the Thirty Heroes is far more than those in the Tao!”

call……

Chen Ziqi nodded as if she had thought clearly, "Indeed, these people deserve to die! You did nothing wrong!"

???

Qin Lang frowned and looked at Chen Ziqi with relief, muttering strangely.

What's going on?

He was obviously just unhappy when he saw Huang Weiguang, so he had a joke. This behavior was even more cruel than killing Huang Weiguang.

Why did it become a way to eliminate harm for the people, eliminate violence and maintain good fortune?
Chapter completed!