Chapter 53 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

After Ling Jue left, Huang Liu stood up after a while. He held the b.l.o.o.d.y nine square tightly and limped away from the scene.

Everyone thought that he had been kneeling for a long time. They did not know that there was a b.l.o.o.d.y mark on his leg.

Ling Jue exchanged all the chips before she left the second floor.

She did not plan to go to the first floor. She would go to the bas.e.m.e.nt to find some good jade. When Tang Yuan woke up, there would be delicious food.

This time, she was holding a card. Their casino had everything they needed. They even had a card that did not require a real name.

She had won eighty million in the casino with this card. No one would believe that she had become a rich person after just one game.

However, fifty million was dirty money. It was all she had today.

Ling Jue had just walked out of the elevator when the corridor on the first floor of the bas.e.m.e.nt turned dark. However, the elevator was still operating as usual. She was sure that the power was not cut off.

She stood in the dark and a group of people walked out of the private elevator in a moment.

“Why are the lights dim?” They were curious. They walked out of the elevator and looked at the corridor in confusion.

There was no other light except for a little light at the end of the corridor.

Bang!

She stood by a small door and saw a faint gunshot coming from the window on the left.

The gambling stone went out of the door on the right, and the parking lot was on the left.

“Protect the president!” Someone shouted. One of the people who came out had been shot and fell to the ground.

Ling Jue’s eyes flashed. She was sure that the shooter had left.

A few people chased after him to the left, leaving only three people to accompany a tall man.

“Let’s bury him.” The man’s voice was like the most elegant and pleasant cello sound. It could easily touch the chord in people’s hearts, and it could also calm the chord in people’s hearts. The two kinds of feelings were intertwined.

“Yes.” The two people dragged the person who was lying on the ground down.

Ling Jue’s expression changed slightly. There was actually someone who was so cold and heartless. However, why was this voice so familiar?

“Go find a mop and clean this place up,” he suddenly said indifferently.