Evil Awe-Inspiring 22 Destined To Meet 1

"The whole floor is mine, and I will not let strangers in at ordinary times." Juan smiles and leads me into a room. He opens the closet and looks at me again. "5. You're so much stronger. I don't know whether you can wear my clothes anymore." After that, he put up a suit from the wardrobe and throws it to me.

Juan makes some calls, and a few minutes later, a new set of clean underwear are sent.

"Put on your clothes. I'll make your eyes open wide tonight."

Half an hour later, I am completely dressed up. I am wearing an expensive suit that I had never worn in my life. The shoes under my feet are just sent by someone. They fit me very well, but I still feel a bit uncomfortable.

Because I accidentally see the brand of leather shoes, which I only saw on television at the annual Milan fas.h.i.+on conference. It even can't be seen in the stores of ours city!

For the first time in my life, wearing such expensive clothes makes me feel uncomfortable, as if I had put on a heavy shackle. Juan walks in front of me and looks at me. He smiles and says, "Don't be nervous. Mine first time was the same just like you."

When we walk out of the room, I see Jim is standing out of the corridor, still meticulous, hard as granite. Juan, with a cigar in his hand, asks quickly, "Has Miss Yang come yet?"

"Yes, on the top floor."

Juan nods and beckons me to follow him.

We take the elevator again, this time it's directly up to the top floor.

Juan tells me that although the building is only sixteen stories, but there are six elevators. Because some elevators can only reach the general floor, and some floors, can only take a special elevator to go up!

When the elevator arrives, there is a strange noise as soon as the elevator door opens.

How to say, it's a very complex sound, playing cards, dices, roulette, all kinds of instruments, electronic music of slot machines, people's screams, sighs, cheers, women's screams, men's roars, and so on, all intertwined to form a very complex atmosphere.

When I enter the hall, I see a place where I have only seen in the movie. A casino!

I haven't been to Las Vegas, not even Macau, but I can see that this casino is very professional!

As soon as we get out of the elevator, two security guards in black suits greeted us and bowed respectfully to Juan. Juan did not say anything, but nodded and looked at me. "5, how do you feel about this place?"

I take a deep breath: "very good!"

Juan smiles on his lips. He raises his hand and hooks his finger slightly. Immediately a woman in a very s.e.xy evening dress comes up. The woman is not young, but it seems strange to look at her close, for her skin and face seems to be only in her twenties. But from the eyes that she seems to be full of experience. She is very charming, but I always have strange feeling with her.

I have to say, the first thing that attracts me are the pair of long and straight legs of he, like ivory, black evening dress, and straps high and thin shoes, as if with a dazzling temptation.

"This is my brother Chen Yang, get him some chips, and then find someone to take him look and play around here."

Juan doesn't look up at the woman. He just points at me and gives me a quick command and whispers to me, "Someone will bring you to see me in an hour."

Then, he walks into a corridor on the left side of the casino accompanies by Jim.

"Mr. Chen." The woman looks at me. Her voice is very elegant, with a very restrained s.e.xuality. I do not know how to describe but in a very good voice: "Please come with me."

I just find out that there are three elevators around the casino, the other two have people coming in and out. It seems that the one I just come out from the corner seems to be dedicated.

There is a counter near the public elevator. The woman smiles and picks up ten chips to me. Then she looks at me, smiles and says, "Mr. Chen, what kind of girl do you like?"

"Well?" I am stunned for a moment, and I think I have known something in my heart.

The woman sees me without saying a word, taps her finger lightly, and some beautiful girls with different looks are coming from around at once. I must admit that each of them is beautiful. Otherwise s.e.xy, or looks very pure, or looks cool, or coquettish.

I immediately understand what is it.

Most of the beautiful women in evening dress I have seen in the casino are the accompanying ladies!

She turns out to be a mommy! I glance at her.

From my habits, I always appreciate the pure girl. But I shake my head and even no interesting to look at the girl who looks at me seems very pure.

Pure? Jokes!

I am not that kind of rocky, this kind of place, I've been rolling over all the time!

In such a place, in order to meet the various needs of the guests, there must be a variety of styles of girls, pure, s.e.xy, coquettish, cool and gorgeous.

But all of this is disguise! Professional camouflage!

The seemingly innocent lady has always been the most popular, but in my opinion, this situation is really ridiculous.

Pure? How can a girl who is willing to come out to do this business has anything with the word of pure?

As for cool beauty, that's also for your seeing. Men are this kind of mentality. The more women on the shelf, the more likely it is to arouse men's sense of conquest. If you throw a bunch of bills, you can immediately strip her naked in a minute and pose in more than a hundred positions in front of you!

The four girls standing in front of me, by heart, are superb. Each of them is at least eighty or more in stature and appearance. With deliberate dressing, each one in our club could match our top-tier girls.

Unfortunately, I'm not interested.

I just take a look at them, and then turn around and look at the woman beside me. "No, just you go with me is fine."

Hearing this, the woman's face remains unchanged, but her eyes shows a trace of curiosity. She waves and let the girls go, smiles and says, "You are special, Mr. Chen. Your eyes are too high to see them."

I shake my head. "I'm just not interested in this right now. I just want to walk around. You can stay with me." After that, I ask her, "why, you are not convenient?"

She shakes her head at once, with a faint smile on her face: "Of course not, you are a distinguished guest of Juan's. It's my honor to accompany you." After a pause, she laughs and says, "My name is Yumi. You can just call me any time."

I laugh. In the club, facing Mary and Phoenix, I used to add the word "sister" before their names.

This is not a respectability. It's more of a professional habit.

It's like when a girl sees a guest calling "big brother" or "boss".

"Sister Yumi, it's my first time come here, I just want to walk around." I look at her and which means please lead me the way."

I go to the slot machine first and take out a chip. Immediately a waiter comes with a plate and gives me a large change. Then I get some small chips of different colors.

I throw a couple of chips, and I watch the machine's screen digits spin without noticing a curiosity in the eyes of Yumi.

Five minutes later, I lost all my chips. I stand up and smile. "It looks like my luck tonight is not so good."

Yumi smiles, "Mr. Chen, you are very interesting."

"Interesting?"

"Well." Yumi nods and smiles placidly. "The guests here are rich people. They are seldom interested in the slot machine. They usually like to go to the gambling table and play big games."

I look around, and sure enough, the slot machines area here seems to be a little bit empty.

I shrug: "I am not rich."

Yumi smiles, "You're kidding. You're a guest Juan brings himself. He seldom brings guests in person. The elevator in which you come in, apart from himself, only five or six people in a year are qualified to take it."

I know she doesn't believe me, but I don't explain, and go straight to a Russian roulette table.

Gambling is illegal in our country, and although I know there are small illegal underground casinos in many places, I've never really been to a big casino that looks very formal and tight. As for Russian roulette, it is only seen on TV.

The chance of winning the Russian roulette is very small. A small ball of steel rolls up to the number you press, and you win. I am not interested in this totally lucky, non-technical stuff. I just play a symbolic hand, and then stand by and watch for ten minutes. Then I shake head to Yumi. She immediately take me away.

Next is a card table, playing with my most familiar "Show Hand". I know how to play Show Hand. Anyone who has seen the Hong Kong gambling film series must be familiar with this kind of gambling.

Yumi dutifully introduces me to the rules of the game. Most of them I've already known, the only thing I know from her is that the highest amount of gambling outside the table is a thousand dollars, if you want to play bigger, you have to go inside the VIP room.

I stand by and watch three guests play. The second card was dealt out, an old man sitting on my left has the biggest A in his hand. But in this round, he unfortunately got an 8. Then he chose not to play, shakes his head and leaves. The other two guests play until the last round. I am not much interested in their game, but I am surprised by what one of the guests on my right said.

He holds the cards in his hand, his eyes are sharp, although I do not know his ident.i.ty, but from his momentum, he must be a very important person, because only used to the superior, there will be such a momentum!

"Do you think I dare not follow? Hum! I just want to see your cards! Just spend one thousand dollar to see your cards! I Show Hand! "

Then he throws a chip on the table and I take a look at it, exactly like the chips in my hand.

Such chips, I just received ten!

Juan actually threw ten thousand dollars to let me play.