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Chu Xun and his partners quickly walked through the lobby and corridors, split up, and searched for the whereabouts of "Big Pineapple" in the Bailiji Hotel.

Chu Xun roughly knew that John Wei came to Vegas again through the report of an informant as far away as San Francisco, and which casino he usually went to.What else can a single old man do in this kind of place? Either on someone's bed or at the gambling table.

Like a narrow black shadow, he walked across the lobby and took a stack of yards directly from the pocket of a well-dressed gentleman.Across a wooden door, Chu Xun suddenly caught sight of the familiar figure at the table, stopped abruptly, changed direction, turned around and strode towards the private room.He unscrewed the door and went in. Under the lamp, his shiny head could reflect the decorative painting on the ceiling, which showed two little angels flying in the sky with their little wings...

The smoke in the casino private room was faintly lingering, and the lights were dim.

The dealer skillfully shuffled the cards and dealt the cards to the gamblers on the table in sequence.A few old men were smoking their cigars, their eyes were very different, and all their attention was on the bald young man who walked three minutes into the house and sat down at the gaming table.Only Wei Yuehan didn't lift his head, drinking tea and sipping a cigarette.

In this hotel and casino, no one has ever seen Mr. Chu, no one knows him.

What's more, with Chu Xun's peculiar face, even if his mug shot wanted notice was displayed on the TV screen, the people present would not be able to recognize him for a while.

Chu Xun raised his eyebrows, his eyes were bright, he touched the upside-down cards lightly with his fingers, and then pushed the chips: "All-In."

He has already disguised himself like this, crossed various customs checkpoints and traveled all the way from the east coast to the west coast, and passed the customs repeatedly under the noses of his opponents. I'm afraid even his own people don't know him now.The last time he communicated with "Big Pineapple" was two years ago. At that time, he didn't even have a chance to say a word or express affection to each other. Could Mr. Wei recognize him at a glance?

The gamblers secretly glanced sideways, cautiously looking down at their cards.With no expression on his face, Wei Yuehan pushed the chips in front of him and made a pile with Chu Xun's chips.Wei Yuehan put one hand on the table, palm up, as if nothing had happened, gently tapped the table with the metacarpal and phalanx joints on the back of the hand...

Chu Xun listened with lowered eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he closed his eyes: I understand.

Others would not be able to hear it unless they listened carefully. The intermittent knocking was actually the simplest and traditional form of Morse code transmission.

"John, do you have a big card in your hand?"

"This kid, what's the origin..."

After the two rounds of cards were dealt, the people at the table couldn't help talking in low voices, all aware of the invisible oppressive aura in front of them.Chu Xun slung one arm on the back of the chair chicly, his thick black eyeliner made his eyes sparkle, his forehead was filled with the light diffused from the roof, his shoulders seemed to be shrouded in a faint light, there was an indescribable, Strange beauty.

Chu Xun looked sideways at John Wei.The two looked at each other, their eyes were extremely calm and calm.

The person at the table said, "Show your cards."

"Who has the most hidden cards?"

"I have an ace in my hand, this is a straight, can there be someone bigger than me?..."

Facing a table full of people, Chu Xun lifted the two upside-down cards in front of him, and lightly threw them on the table: "I've given in, I'm full house."

"Heh—" Everyone was stunned.

Mr. Chu has two big aces, one ace of spades and one ace of clubs.The ink on the cards is black and bright, and it is shiny under the lamp.

"Big Pineapple" has been cautious all his life, so he can keep his identity to this day.If Chu Xun hadn't come to the meeting today, it was a young man he didn't know, he would definitely not follow the other party, and easily distrust anyone.

On a gambling table, Chu Xun and "Big Pineapple" were hiding behind the cover of a game of cards.

Wei Yuehan's old eyes were also very poisonous, and he recognized it at a glance. He tapped his finger on the table lightly, and greeted his Wangnian friends: [Hello. 】

Chu Xun used two cards to call the police to Mr. Wei. The signal agreed by the two parties over the years, the black flower double ace implied [extremely dangerous, retreat immediately].

……

CIA agents surrounded the front and rear entrances and exits of the hotel, and several men in black went straight to the casino room upstairs.

The leader is a small boss of the CIA's counterintelligence special affairs department, with dark brown hair, wearing glasses, a hooked nose, and extremely shrewd eyes.This person wears a miniature tracking device on his wrist, and the red flashing light shows that the target is in the private room.

The brown-haired man rushed up, opened the door and entered the house.The people in the room were in the middle of gambling, and they all raised their heads with surprise on their faces.

"..."

The CIA team leader, with his guns pinned to his back and covered by his suit, entered the room gracefully.The man looked around the room with sharp eyes... But there was no target they were looking for in the private room?

A table of gamblers looked at each other.Only a young man with a bald head, with a mocking smile on his lips, crossed his arms, and stroked the cards on the table with his fingers.

The brown-haired man asked, "Where is John Wei?"

The croupier was a young waiter, and he replied timidly, "Mr. Wei, he just left."

Brown-haired man: "Going away?"

Dealer: "Yes, let's go, let's go."

Brown-haired man: "No way..."

The captain of the secret service team raised his wrist, glanced at the constantly flashing red light on the locator screen, and secretly confirmed that the target he was tracking was in the room!

The brown-haired man pointed at Chu Xun: "Sir, please cooperate with the investigation and come out with us."

Chu Xun smiled and asked innocently: "Why do you ask me to cooperate with the investigation?"

The brown-haired man said vaguely: "It's just a routine inquiry. There are some problems with your... travel visa."

Chu Xun sneered, with a mocking tone: "No, right? The satellite tracking locator on your wrist told you that the tracker you downloaded in advance is attached to me, so I am the person you are looking for."

Brunette man: "..."

Chu Xun's eyes were strange, his bald head was dazzling under the lamp, his aura blended with the dark green gaming table and the antique wallpapers on the four walls, the people under the lamp shadow were mysterious and cold.

The brown-haired man's complexion changed, and he took two steps back vigilantly. When he realized that the atmosphere was not right, he quickly lifted the back of his suit with his right hand and drew his gun.

He and his subordinates stretched out their hands to the back of the waist at the same time. Before their fingers could touch the handle of the gun, the people at the gambling table went crazy first!

Chu Xun suddenly twisted his fingers, flicked his fingertips, and two cards shot out from under his palm, cutting through the air like two blades, and swept towards the brown-haired man's wrist.The man screamed in pain, bleeding from his wrist, a light card was directly wedged into the flesh of his arm, deeply embedded in the muscle for half an inch, almost cutting off his hand!

Chu Xun pulled up a stack of cards from the table, stepped onto the gaming table with big strides, and looked down from above.

A table of old gamblers were stunned by the scene in front of them. They all came to play cards for entertainment, not to fuck their lives!Someone slipped out of the chair and under the table, their hands and feet trembling, and someone remained motionless with their mouth open.

Chu Xun didn't have a gun or any weapon in his hand. The cards were shot at his opponents like snowflakes. His fingers were nimble and precise, and his wrists contained strength. He cut off the flesh and blood from the faces and hands of several agents in an instant.The playing cards are very thin and light, and the strength is not so strong that it would be difficult to chop hands and feet.However, streaks of dazzling white light slammed down with a fierce and threatening aura, which caught these people off guard. They hugged their heads to dodge, and the gun fell to the ground.

Someone was rubbed across their throat by a playing card, leaving behind a fine line of blood that was difficult to discern. The blood slowly leaked out from the wound, and then the blood gushed out unstoppably.The man knelt down while clutching the bloody throat, and threw himself down...

A team of agents loses combat morale within 1 minute and is in a panic.With no expression on his face, Chu Xun jumped off the table, kicked in the air, knocked down two opponents, snatched the gun, and quickly disappeared at the door.He didn't run to the exit, instead, he ran all the way upstairs to the hotel.

At the same time, Huo Chuanwu led Mr. Wei down the stairs through another passage.Regardless of his age, Wei Yuehan was extremely nimble in his legs and feet at critical moments, and he was no slower than Comrade Xiao Huo in running for his life.It can be seen that this person has not stopped in the past 20 years. He runs, plays ball, rides horses and sails on weekdays.

John Wei: "It's too late for them to monitor, we leave as quickly as possible."

Huo Chuanwu: "There are people outside to respond."

John Wei: "Little Xun?"

Huo Chuanwu: "...he has a way to escape."

Chuan Wu answered like this, but he didn't really have a clue in his mind. How could Chu Xun escape in the open, surrounded by the opponent's hands?But he trusts in Chu Xun's plan and mind. Chu Xun is smart and always has a way to turn danger into safety when life is at stake.

John Wei wore Chu Xun's shoes.

Chu Xun was wearing John Wei's shoes.

Just now in the private room, Chu Xun flashed a black flower double A warning, Wei Yuehan glanced at it, then got up calmly, took advantage of the break between rounds and the group didn't pay attention, went out and turned right into the bathroom.

The narrow bathroom was suddenly crowded, and it was Huo Chuanwu who was waiting for the old man.

John Wei narrowed his eyes, staring shrewdly at Huo Chuanwu's heroic face: "Who are you?"

Huo Chuanwu lowered his voice and said solemnly: "Big Pineapple, I am 'Milk Tea Girl'."

John Wei waved his hand to interrupt: "Okay, I know you."

Huo Chuanwu: "..."

John Wei: "..."

After finishing speaking, the old man came to his senses and was taken aback for a moment, what do you call milk tea, you repeat it to me again? !

This must be Chu Xiaoer who named you, that is him.

Huo Chuanwu was also taken aback here.

He and Wei Yuehan had never met or spoken to each other, but he recognized him, but how did this old gentleman know him?

The two of them didn't have time to chat and chat, and they didn't have time to study the code names written on their foreheads.John Wei moved quickly in the bathroom. He took off a leather shoe from his foot, took it in from the inside of the shoe, and pulled out a round thing at the seam between the heel and the upper: "The tracker installed by that group."

In fact, Mr. Wei already knew before this that he was suspected, and his opponents were always monitoring his whereabouts.He is in this business by himself, and he has been in charge of many operations, large and small, for so many years. If someone is bugging his house and planting a tracker in his heel, can he not be aware of it?But if the opponent doesn't act, he can't move either. As long as he shows signs of attempting to leave the country, he may be arrested immediately.He just pretended not to know, without showing the slightest trace, wearing these shoes to go fishing in the harbor of San Francisco, driving to Los Angeles to visit relatives and friends, and coming to Vegas to drink and gamble, with a group of tails behind his buttocks, half of the United States went around in circles... …

John Wei was about to tear off the tracker and crush it, when Chu Xun came in like a ghost and stopped him: "Don't tear it off."

Three people squeezed into the small bathroom at once. Chu Xun and Chuanwu were both dressed in black and black trousers. They were about the same height, with handsome faces and clear eyes. moving...

Chu Xun reinstalled the tracker, took off his boots and handed them over: "Let's change shoes."

John Wei stopped him with serious eyes: "No, it's too dangerous."

Chu Xun became more serious and firm: "The two of us will do our best to cover you from leaving."

John Wei said, "I can't transfer the danger to you."

Chu Xun insisted: "Don't worry, I have a solution."

Chu Xun put a pair of Mr. Wei's shoes on his feet.There was a moment of emotion in his eyes at that time, and he couldn't restrain it. He grabbed the opponent's arm and squeezed it hard. In fact, there were many things hidden in his heart, and he wanted to pour out.

The identities of the two have been concealed from the outside world for so many years. Before the day when the truth was revealed, Chu Xun never mentioned John Wei's name to anyone.

He didn't even tell Chuanwu that he had known this old man for a long time, otherwise He Cheng must have asked him to go there to get the information, and this time he must have informed Daboluo to evacuate?It has been ten years, even though they are separated by oceans and thousands of miles, the friendship of sympathy and sympathy has not been broken, and it has been accumulated in the heart along with the lines of the palms.

Completely subconsciously, Chu Xun introduced his Chuanwu to John Wei with his eyes. There was some subtlety in his eyes, and he whispered: "Uncle Wei, he is my partner. He is very good. You can trust him completely. He goes."

Chu Xun was not embarrassed, but the corners of his mouth revealed a sweetness that Chuan Wu could not understand.That expression seemed to be solemnly introducing the person he was talking to to the elders, as if he had finally connected both the person he admired and was close to and the person he liked.

……

The cumbersome guitar case on Huo Chuanwu's back is actually a cover. Inside are his automatic rifles, pistols, magazines, smoke grenades, and military stabs.All kinds of self-defense running guys quietly added their bodies, fully equipped, and the cold light of gun handles gleamed on the rear hips of black leather pants.

At night, the Belleji Hotel was brightly lit and the crowd was noisy. The audience who had just finished watching the OShow stood up, and applause broke out in the crowded theater, and the curtain lights on the ceiling cast a little starlight on the stage pond.

Chuanwu covered old man Wei, sneaked into the theater through a small door of a safe passage, and quickly disappeared into the auditorium.The two of them also applauded, and then rushed towards the exit wrapped in the crowd.

John Wei looked at Comrade Xiaohuo's silent and handsome profile from time to time, and said, "Milk tea boy, you don't know, I've seen your portrait."

Chuan Wu was taken aback: "What portrait?"

John Wei showed the smile of someone who came here, as if he knew everything in his chest: "I have seen many portraits of you, and I recognized you at a glance. You are the person he painted."

Chuanwu asked: "...has he painted me?"

John Wei asked back, "You don't know?"

The two were shoulder to shoulder and squeezed out with the flow of people.Chuanwu couldn't help but look sideways. Under the dim lights of the theater, Mr. Wei had a solemn and calm expression, his eyes vigilantly observing all movements, and at the same time he was lightly pulling home.The lights dancing all over the sky dance on the eye mask, giving people the illusion of going back in time and falling into memories...

John Wei also belonged to the 15 years that Chuanwu and Chu Xun lost.For those 15 years, Huo Erye had eaten a lot of old vinegar, so that he instinctively resisted and felt uncomfortable with those things that belonged to those years.Chu Xun didn't say anything, and he didn't bother to ask, lest one day ask Xiao Lin or Wen Xi'er again, Huo Ye felt that it was strange to respond.This was the first time he had heard such words from Chu Xun's old friend back then, an old story that he was kept in the dark.

Chuanwu was guarding the front, and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "When did it happen?"

John Wei said: "He studied in the UK for two years, and then he came to the United States for a year... He had a hard time during those days, and I went to visit him."

The softest part of Chuanwu's heart twitched, a throbbing feeling he hadn't felt in a long time: "He, what did you draw on me?"

John Wei's eyes were indifferent, expressionless, with the deep vicissitudes of an elderly person: "He only draws you. He was not well in those years, he was sick, and he almost couldn't survive. He went to class and studied every day, and was very happy. Excited to go out to meet people, shut up in the room at night and stay up all night, just to paint you, you boy."

Chuan Wu was speechless, and the light in his eyes was a little trance...

Huo Chuanwu took Wei Yuehan to mix with the audience and went out through the side door of the theater.The CIA agents have searched upstairs floor by floor from different passages, walking in the completely opposite direction to them.

The man-made fountain pool in front of the Belleji Hotel is full of sparkling water and mist under the rendering of neon lights, and there are huge crowds of people.

It is said that Mr. Wei, a military general, was sent to the corresponding car, and He Xiaozhi and the others had been waiting for a long time in the car.Their group will drive from Vegas to Arizona, pass through the desert area of ​​the Grand Canyon, and run south to the US-Mexico border.

"Let's go, according to the original plan."

Chuan Wu urged.

He Xiaozhi nodded cheerfully, his brows and eyes revealing a quick wit: "Don't worry, leave it to us, no problem."

Chuan Wu glanced at Old Master Wei, and suddenly an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. They were temporarily separated, and there would be a day of reunion soon.He whispered: "Take care."

John Wei closed his eyes and opened them again, but didn't speak.The moment the car started, it passed by Chuanwu. The old man looked deeply at him, quietly stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist, and placed it on his chest...

Huo Chuanwu sent the people away, turned back immediately, and pressed the microphone under the collarbone: "Where are you?"

There was a burst of panting from the microphone, the sound of fast-moving footsteps over obstacles, occasionally mixed with a muffled scream from the opponent, which was thrilling.

"On the top floor."

Chu Xun hurriedly said.

"I'll go up."

Legend of martial arts.

"No, I'm coming down soon."

Chu Xun's voice was calm and confident, and his footsteps were coherent and smooth, and he could hear his hands and feet climbing up the window sill together.

Chuanwu quickly shuttled through the crowd, and looked up subconsciously in the crowded square, beside the fountain.Belleji Hotel has 36 floors and is more than 150 meters high. Against the backdrop of the jumping fountain water column, it is particularly magnificent, spectacular and dazzling...