The central part of the North American Federation is a desert filled with yellow sand. In this desert, there is the most famous gambling city in the world, Las Vegas.
In the eyes of ordinary people, a city famous for gambling would have a poor public security environment.
But on the contrary, the city's security is excellent.
The reason is also very simple. It is not the police who maintain law and order in this city, but the most famous local gang, Longhumen!
This is a huge organization that can compete with the Dawn Society in the entire North American Federation. In the entire southern part of the North American Federation, almost more than 70% of the gangs are inextricably related to the Longhumen.
Long Zhentian, the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, is the king of the underground world in the entire southern part of the North American Federation.
It's just that in the past few years, for the people in the underground world of the North American Federation, a new name has replaced Long Zhentian's position in their hearts.
That man’s name is Longhu!
Many people rumored that that man was Long Zhentian's illegitimate son.
It's a pity that neither Long Zhentian nor Long Hu has publicly admitted it. All we know is that the man named Long Hu took the position of deputy head of Longhu Clan in only three years.
What he relied on was not Long Zhentian's protection, but his fists.
In three years, countless masters died in his hands, and the number of small gangs he destroyed exceeded three digits. It can be said that with a pair of iron fists, he single-handedly occupied the three southern states of the North American Federation for Longhumen.
One-third of the land.
Just when everyone thought that Longhumen would march towards the north under his leadership, Longhu stopped his conquest and came to Las Vegas City in person to take up residence in Las Vegas.
This move made all the major forces in the North American Federation confused.
Although Las Vegas makes a lot of money every year through gambling, it is just a city after all. In the past, the person who was in charge of Longhumen here was at most a hall master.
Why is there a need for a deputy sect master to be in charge now?
Many people think that this may be a form of suppression by Long Zhentian, the leader of the Longhu Sect, on Long Hu, who is worried that Longhu's prestige in the Longhu Sect is too high, surpassing that of the sect leader.
Of course, those who are absolutely convinced that Long Hu is Long Zhentian’s illegitimate son think that this is Long Zhentian’s way of protecting Long Hu. After all, in the past few years, Long Hu has become too famous and has killed too many people.
He has attracted the attention of the truly powerful forces. If he is allowed to continue tossing around, they may join forces to kill him one day.
Letting it stay in the center of Longhumen's territory can be regarded as an indirect protection.
There are many speculations, but it is a pity that no one else knows the real reason except a few senior officials of Longhumen.
After Longhu came to Las Vegas, he rarely went to the city to hang out. He spent almost half of his time living in a luxurious manor in the northwest suburbs of Las Vegas.
Except for the guards he brought, everyone else was driven out of the manor.
On weekdays, very few people came to visit Longhu at the manor. Even if dignitaries from Las Vegas occasionally came, they were turned away by Longhu.
But today, the gate of the manor was opened, and a luxury motorcade led by Maybach slowly drove into the manor and stopped in front of the central building.
A group of women wearing white leather skirts, with delicate looks, graceful figures, and long golden hair jumped out of the car one after another, stood on both sides, and looked around. The result was that the surroundings were the same as what they saw in the car.
There was no one around.
Just sitting on the steps below the entrance of the main building was a decadent man.
The man was sitting lazily on the steps, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. His seemingly dull eyes quickly swept across the group of women, and he kept muttering: "93.66
.93.93.66.93,93.66.93...Oh my god, these women are not all the same, right? Then where can you find women with so many heights and measurements that are almost the same?"
The man's attitude seemed to make these women angry. Just when one of them was about to step forward to scold the other and ask where the owner was, the door of the white Rolls-Royce in the middle suddenly opened.
This group of tall, delicate-looking women quickly came to both sides of the Rolls-Royce car body and looked at the car body with admiration.
The first person to get out of the car was a burly man.
The man wore a set of silver-white armor and had an extremely handsome face. However, he held a golden sledgehammer in his hand, which made the originally gentle man look a little rough and arrogant.
The man simply glanced at the man sitting on the steps and stepped aside.
Immediately afterwards, a charming-looking blond woman with an even more graceful figure stepped out of the car.
Different from the strangely dressed men and women around her, the woman was wearing an ordinary black lace dress, except that the neckline and long sleeves of the lace dress were hollow, and the white and tender ravines were looming.
Make it look more sexy!
He stretched out his hand to stop the woman next to him who wanted to speak. The woman stepped on high heels and came to the man step by step.
Looking at the decadent man in front of her who looked like a beggar on the street, the woman smiled softly and said, "You are Mr. Longhu, right?"
When the man walked over from the woman, his eyes fell on the woman, sweeping from her face to her feet, even the high heels she was wearing. When the woman was speaking, he happened to be
I saw those exquisite high heels.
When the woman finished speaking, the man had already raised his head, his eyes fell on the woman's collar, looking at the looming beautiful ravine, the man said to himself: "Height is 1.75 meters, weight is 50 kilograms, and the measurements are respectively
It’s 96.66.96, perfect…”
The blonde woman's expression froze. She never thought that this man could accurately judge her height and weight just by relying on his eyes. Even her measurements were accurate. What she didn't expect was that he would judge her in front of such a person.
Say it in front of many people.
Behind them, cold murderous intent could be heard. Except for the man with the sledgehammer, the other women had already drawn out their weapons one by one.
Apparently he was very dissatisfied with the man teasing his adult in public!
The woman waved her hand to signal them not to be impulsive, adjusted her mood, put on a smile again and said: "Mr. Longhu, I am..."
"I know, Lin Chuxue, the youngest nine-star deacon in the history of Dawn Society..." But before the woman could finish the introduction, the man had already raised his hand to interrupt, and the eyes that were looking at his collar returned to his face.
.
Lin Chuxue was a little stiff. She didn't know why. Looking at the other person's dull eyes, she would rather the other person was looking at her collar just like before. This kind of gaze made her a little panicked.
This is a feeling I have never had in the past few years.
Even when I faced that scary boy, I had never felt like this before.
It was as if there was an ancient ferocious beast hidden in these godless eyes.
"Mr. Longhu, according to the agreement between the president and the noble sect leader, here..." Not daring to look at the man's dull eyes, Lin Chuxue suppressed the panic in her heart, stabilized her mind, and was about to put herself in this place.
I told you the purpose of my visit this time, but I was interrupted unreasonably by the man!