The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Standing in front of the magnificent building, before Sister Hong could take Xia Meng inside, someone came out.

"I will definitely make a comeback, you believe me!"

"Let me bet one last time, and I will definitely make a comeback!"

"Loan! I want a loan!"

Two security guards held a man's arms and dragged him out like a dead dog.

"Loan? Haha... you'd better repay the previous loan first."

"Also, you should know what will happen to you if you don't pay back the money you owe us, right?"

"I heard that you have a daughter?"

The man kicked his legs, struggled constantly, and cursed loudly.

"I owe the money. If you want money, just ask me. What does it have to do with my daughter?"

The security guard sneered, his eyes were filled with emptiness and indifference, and his smile was even more malicious.

"Have you ever heard that a father's debt is repaid by his son?"

"Besides, this is a gold sales cave. How fast can you make money if your daughter comes here?"

"Yes, even if you lose then, we will still be willing to lend you a loan."

The man still had some conscience at this time, "Get out! I won't sell my daughter even if I die!"

At this moment, Xia Meng heard Sister Hong next to her let out a disdainful laugh, seemingly disapproving of the man's words.

As if aware of Xia Meng's gaze, Sister Hong glanced at Xia Meng and said in a teasing but indifferent tone,

"Do you believe it? In less than a month, his daughter will appear here!"

Xia Meng agreed with Sister Hong's words, but she pretended to be innocent and said in confusion,

"But he seems to love his daughter very much!"

Sister Hong, "If you bet on dogs, is it trustworthy?"

Xia Meng stopped talking.

"Let's go in," Sister Hong led the way outside, and Xia Meng followed behind Sister Hong.

The interior is luxuriously decorated, and there are gambling machines in the hall. In addition, there are people sitting around with playing cards or mahjong in their hands.

The atmosphere was very lively. In addition, there were many girls in cool clothes walking around carrying trays with chips, drinks and other items on them.

Of course, Xia Meng has seen several gamblers casually touch a few of the girls when they passed by them. The winner would generously pick up one or several chips and put them in the girl's tray as a gift to them. If the girl dares to resist, she will be scolded immediately.

Sister Hong turned a deaf ear to this, apparently it had become commonplace.

Xia Meng, "Sister Hong, is this casino newly built? It's so luxurious."

Sister Hong, "It was there before, but it wasn't a casino before."

Xia Meng, "Oh, then Chen Zhongwen is here?"

Sister Hong, "If nothing else, it should be on the third floor."

Third floor?

Obviously, the guests in the lobby on the first floor are ordinary guests. There must be private rooms on the second and third floors, and the guests who can be in the private rooms must have a higher status.

Xia Meng probed, "Who is this Chen Zhongwen...?"

Sister Hong did not answer Xia Meng this time, but turned back sharply, her eyes full of warning and a trace of suspicion.

"Why are you asking so much?"

Xia Meng blinked innocently, her tone casual and a little aggrieved,

"Curious!"

Sister Hong snorted softly, "There are some things you shouldn't know, so don't pry around."

Xia Meng, "Oh!"

Sister Hong pressed the elevator switch, and the two entered the elevator.

The elevator quickly reached the third floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, a man wearing a black suit, with a cold and serious face and a dangerous aura appeared in front of them.

Sister Hong's eyes lit up when she saw the man, "Ahua?"

Yuan Hua nodded slightly to Sister Hong and glanced at Xia Meng inadvertently.

Sister Hong walked up to Yuan Hua with a sweet smile, put her slender hands gently on Yuan Hua's shoulders, and approached Yuan Hua with a face like a delicate flower,

"Is Chen Zhongwen here?"

Yuan Hua nodded first, then frowned, "Sister Hong, do you have anything to do with him?"

Sister Hong chuckled, "I'm not looking for him, it's Mr. Jiang who is looking for him."

"Mr. Jiang?" Yuan Hua frowned, with deep confusion and suspicion in his eyes, "Mr. Jiang... doesn't seem to know Chen Zhongwen!"

Alarm bells rang in Xia Meng's heart: Oh no!