Casino manager An Lun, who had noticed the situation in the monitoring room, narrowed his eyes slightly and rushed out with a group of security guards.
Several pistols were pointed at Mo Yanyi. Mo Yanyi stopped his hand, smiled lightly, and raised his hand.
Ying Zhen walked quietly towards An Lun. Everyone's attention was on Mo Yanyi and they would not notice the approach of a woman.
Suddenly, a security guard screamed, his wrist was broken, and the pistol fell into Ying Zhen's hand. Almost instantly, a black shadow flashed across, and An Lun's neck was strangled by a soft arm.
The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his temple. Everything happened as fast as lightning. No one had recovered, and An Lun's face changed drastically.
"Tell them to put down their guns," Yingzhen said coldly.
"Put down the gun" An Lun said quickly
Everyone who pointed at Mo Yanyi immediately put down their guns. An Lun is a relative of An Lingchuan, so his life is naturally precious.
Mo Yanyi stepped forward, grabbed the gun from one of the guards, pointed it at the people around him, and came to Ying Zhen's side, standing back to back. The situation was completely under their control.
"Exchange chips for U.S. dollars." Ying Zhen ordered more than 10 million yuan, which was too heavy.
"Exchange chips," An Lun said quickly, "US dollars."
Shadow held him back continuously
The time was silent and suffocating, An Lun's cold sweat flowed down his cheeks, no one dared to act rashly
Mo Yanyi took a box of U.S. dollars, and the two escorted An Lun out of the blockade.
He got in the car and drove away very quickly. After leaving the casino dozens of meters away, he threw An Lun out of the car and rolled down the street. He immediately gave an order to the intercom: "Catch up with the red Ferrari with license plate xxxxx and give it to me.
Blast to death"
Yingzhen knew that there would be a car chasing her. Soon, several Mercedes-Benz cars drove up behind her and quickly caught up with her Ferrari.
Mo Yanyi said: "I'll drive it"
Yingzhen chuckled and said, "Xiao Linzi, this is no ordinary car."
Mo Yanyi understood immediately and said with a smile: "I forgot that an agent's car must be very complicated."
"Of course, otherwise why would they have smuggled it all the way from San Francisco?"
While they were talking, two Mercedes-Benz cars had already caught up with their car on both sides. Bullets hit the glass like raindrops, but they could not break the window.
"Bulletproof glass" Mo Yanyi burst into laughter
Yingzhen raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay." After that, he pressed a button on the control panel.