Seeing that Su Mei was about to enter the elevator, I said to her beautiful back:
"Mr. Mei, what should I do if those people come again and ask for money?"
Su Mei suddenly stopped and stared at me with a strange look.
"What do you mean?"
I smiled slightly and said:
"I'll give you a gift, go on!"
As I said that, I threw the remote control in her direction.
Su Mei raised her hand to catch it. When she saw the remote control in her hand, she was stunned.
And I hugged Yun Shu, turned around and left.
"Wait a moment……"
Su Mei shouted hurriedly.
Looking back at her, Su Mei asked with confusion:
"Where did you find it?"
"Picked it up on the ground!"
"How is that possible?"
Su Mei asked doubtfully.
I shrugged slightly, spread my hands, and said:
"But I just picked it up!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I hugged Yun Shu and left directly.
When he returned to the box, the old man was holding the two little girls, playing with them up and down.
When he saw me coming in, he just grinned at me and continued busy.
Yun Shu sat next to me stupidly, and she asked me in a low voice:
"Boss, that thing you just gave to Mr. Mei is the one that controls the poker machine?"
"Probably so!"
I said something ambiguous.
"But when you started, why didn't you give it to Mr. Mei?"
I glanced at her and didn't answer her question.
The reason why I didn't help Su Mei expose the thin black man was very simple.
Lao Fei once told me that Fu Ming, the gambling king of Coconut City, was very dissatisfied with the casinos in Chinatown.
Su Mei also suspected that those gangsters were behind the Fu family's instigation.
When I come to Coconut City this time, the Fu family is one of my goals.
Originally, I wanted to see if I could get in touch with the Fu family through Lao Fei.
But looking at it now, it seems that his rank is not good enough.
Then I might as well start with these little gangsters and see if there is any chance.
After playing until late at night, the old man reluctantly let go of the two little girls.
Yun Shu seemed to have a good impression of me. We left each other's phone numbers and asked me to call her back next time.
After going downstairs, amidst the twinkling lights of Chinatown, the old man and I, who was staggering from drink, walked towards the parking lot.
At this time, the food stall at the entrance of China Town was still open.
We hadn't gone far when we suddenly saw seven or eight men blocking our way next to a stall selling cold drinks.
If you look carefully, you can see that the leader is the thin black man who was in the casino just now.
"What do you do?"
The old man tried his best to open his sleepy drunken eyes and asked several people.
The thin black man didn't reply. Instead, he turned back his hand and pulled out a machete from his waist.
Under the bright lights, the machete flashed with a terrifying cold light.
Following the movement of the thin black man, several people nearby also pulled out knives.
Pointing the tip of the knife at the old fat man, the thin black man said coldly:
"It's none of your business, get out of here. Otherwise, I'll stab you to death first..."
The old fat man had mostly sobered up from his wine. He blinked and whispered to me:
"Don't be afraid, I'm going to call someone right now..."
With that said, the old fat man turned around and ran away.
After running a few steps, he turned back and pointed at the thin black man and shouted:
"Just wait, I will chop you to death in a moment..."
The thin black man made a gesture of pursuing him. The fat man was startled and ran away as fast as he could.
The vendors nearby seemed accustomed to this kind of thing.
Seeing the thin black man walking towards me with a knife, everyone looked at the excitement curiously.
As soon as he came to me, the thin black man raised his hand and said:
"Where's the stuff?"
"Lost!"
"Lost?"
The thin black man asked questioningly.
"Yes, we lost it. If not, I'm afraid they would search us. Wouldn't I be taking the blame for you?"
The thin black man frowned even deeper, and he immediately asked again:
"Why don't you let me take care of them and ask for money and threaten me to let me go?"
As he spoke, he held up the machete, with the tip almost touching my nose.
I raised my hand and gently pushed the knife away.
Looking at the thin black man, I said slowly:
"Brother, this is not how you play in the world. You need a knife, but you also need a brain!"
My ridicule made the thin black man's face change, and his hand held the handle of the knife tightly.
But I took my time and continued:
"You have to understand that today the female boss searched you for evidence, but she was only doing it for other people to see. Even if nothing was found, if you asked her for money, she would give it to you? Stop dreaming, that's two million.
She had no intention of giving you money from the moment she closed the door. If I hadn't let you go, you would have continued to make trouble..."
As I said that, I pointed at a group of them and continued:
"You guys are all being shocked with electric batons in there right now..."
As soon as I finished speaking, the little gangster who had just tasted the electric baton couldn't help but shudder.
"So I said, you have no brains. I saved you, but you came to trouble me instead..."
The thin black man blinked his eyes and looked back at the others.
It was obvious that he was somewhat moved by my words.
He thought for a moment and then asked again:
"But the remote control is obviously on my brother's body, why did it suddenly come to your place?"
I sneered and asked:
"Is this difficult?"
As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly raised my hand.
A cold light flashed between the fingers, and the sharp knife was directly pressed against the thin black man's throat.