Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

"If you want to keep a person permanently in a certain place, the best way is to use a gun."

Nelson's words were like the whisper of a devil.

Chamberlain was shaking from his fingertips to the corners of his eyes, and the hand holding the gun was shaking.

"Boss, I really didn't do a good job!" He raised his head, threw the gun aside, knelt at Nelson's feet and said eagerly, "I don't want Mr. Xue to hate me! I have done what you said, Mr. Xue He went to the competition and won the championship, please don't embarrass him anymore!"

Nelson sneered softly, and touched Chamberlain's chin like a dog: "What a cute little guy. You like Xue, right? I like it too. He is indeed a lovable idealist. When ideals are shattered, you say What will he look like?"

Chamberlain was trembling, staring at Nelson with nystagmus.

"Ha, don't be afraid, kid." Nelson brushed his fingertips across the cornice of Chamberlain, with a meaningful smile hanging on his lips, "This gun is for you, I won't ask you how to use it. Look, it's so cute shaking Ah, little candy... how about telling me, what happened that day to make your assassination fail?"

"No, no, I'm sorry, Boss. I didn't kill Chris, I should have wounded him." Chamberlain was crying on his back, tears running across his emaciated and regretful face, "That way Mr. Xue might stay in Las Vegas." longer?"

Nelson let go of his chin and sank into the sofa: "Huh? Go on."

Chamberlain swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "I went to find him after I took the gun, and then we fought. The bullet hit the ground, and I was afraid of attracting the police, so I left there first. I went to change clothes, thinking maybe There will be other ways. Someone brought me a message saying that a Mr. Xue is looking for me."

"So you went?" Nelson raised his legs and looked at Chamberlain with his hands on his head. "Poor child, those who deceive and hurt you, you must always look at them with anger."

"I will. But I knew at that time that Mr. Xue couldn't be looking for me." Chamberlain sat on the carpet with his hands on his knees, "Mr. Xue always came to me directly when he wanted to find me. Why did he bring a message?" , Tell me to go to the utility room? I asked the person who carried the message, and he described it as a short man. Mr. Xue is much taller than me, so it cannot be him."

"But you still went." Nelson shook the glass, and the ice cubes collided with each other in the glass, "Why?"

"Because, the source of the message is Maeda Chris's assistant - Arthur." Chamberlain grabbed his trousers, staring at the carpet and carefully counting the stitches on it, "I went to the utility room and only saw the glass water tank. A letter."

"A letter?" Nelson asked.

"It says 'To Chamberlain', and the handwriting is terribly ugly." There was a contemptuous smile on the corner of Chamberlain's mouth, "I've seen Mr. Xue's handwriting, it can't be written by him."

"Did you take it?" Nelson leaned out with great interest, grabbed Chamberlain's chin and forced him to look up, "You still want to jump into it even though you know it's a trap?"

Chamberlain grinned, and his face was distorted with a smile: "Let him be proud! This little trick! I picked up the letter, and the paper burned, and there was nothing left! It was magic paper! I threw it away Surveillance camera, yes, I did it! You can let that little Bichi work hard now, if he doesn’t work hard, he will never know what despair is! I will show up at the right time and take everything away from him!”

"Very good, little poisonous snake." Nelson poured a glass of wine for Chamberlain and stuffed it into his hand, "I wish your plan success!"

"After the police investigate this matter, I'll go find them." Chamberlain raised his glass and clinked glasses with Nelson, "Boss, next you want him to write a math book, so that people think that after reading it, they can learn more about cards." It's a lot of killing at the table. It makes people think that - the casino money is very easy to make, and if you learn these mathematical concepts, you can make money. Right?"

"Smart puppy." Nelson took a sip of his wine, "Let me set up some obstacles to make this game more interesting."

When Xue Dingbang returned to the hotel, Nelson had already sent someone to block the door.Without any explanation, they carried Xue Dingbang to the party at the hotel's large swimming pool, together with Chris Maeda.

"You at least need to show your face before leaving." Nelson, who was full of style, hugged him, walked to Xue Dingbang, and poured Xue Dingbang a glass of wine himself. "Many people want to see you!"

Schrödingbang drank the wine in his glass and said with a smile, "Nelson, my plane is at 10:30."

"It won't take too much time for you." Nelson stopped Schrödingbang's shoulder, walked to the microphone next to the swimming pool and shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome Black Jack!"

The whistling whistled like a tsunami one after another, and Chris Maeda shuttled among a group of hot girls in thin swimsuits, and squeezed hard to Nelson's side.

Xue Dingbang was surrounded by all kinds of people, and he was forced to open his business with his usual gentle smile on his face.Even among those strangers, Xue Dingbang still maintained a strong affinity, was gentle and kind to everyone, and patiently answered every question in their curious and superficial heads.

"Big boss," Maeda Chris glanced at Xue Dingbang's direction, raised the corners of his eyes and smiled charmingly at Nelson, "I have something to tell you, can I?"

Nelson nodded, and the two passed through the crowd, leaving behind the noisy sound waves and jubilant crowd.Nelson took Maeda Chris to the room next to the swimming pool, followed by the bodyguards, who tactfully blocked the door.

Through the kitchen and living room, Nelson led Maeda Chris to a glass house.The room fit Nelson's style. They could see the reveling crowd downstairs, and those outside could only see the mirror when they looked up.

"Tell me, what's the matter." Nelson took out a bottle of champagne from the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass, "I'm listening!"

The amber liquor swayed in the glass, and circles of light refracted from it.The beautiful liquid was swallowed into the old man's throat, and he entered the realm of boundless darkness.

"Let's talk about the contract, can we?" Maeda Chris turned around and picked up Nelson's wine, "Dingbangsang is useless, big boss. Why don't you let him go and talk about our affairs?" ? Is my magic attention this time okay? I don’t want to do hot shows anymore, can you give me a solo show?”

"You're really direct." Nelson put down his glass, and his slightly drunk eyes were dangerous. "What do you use to prove that you are more valuable than Erwin Xue?"

"Who knows?" Chris Maeda pushed open the champagne cork, amber flowing in his curvaceous body, "he's just a nerd, reading a book all the time. He can't do such a thing, right? But I Can."

The liquid leaked out slowly from the bottle, gently brushing across Chris Maeda's cheek.It flowed down his ear roots, past his curvaceous neck, gathered into a small puddle at the neck fossa and collarbone, and then overflowed to be absorbed by the fabric on his body.

Nelson sneered in a low voice: "Really? Just based on this, you want a performance contract worth millions?"

"There is also magic." Chris Maeda wiped his bangs, revealing a smooth and beautiful forehead.He twisted his body and sat on the swivel chair beside the bed, raised his head and hissed softly, "I can do anything."

The thin and white bare feet are in sharp contrast with the rough dark rattan chair.One leg was curled up, his pink heel resting on the edge of the chair.The other leg was stretched out, casually draped, and a few centimeters above the ground, a small fingernail scraped across, making a slight scratching sound.

His beautiful and slender body stretched like a cat, and his wet chest rose and fell with his breathing.

Nelson's eyes darkened, and he walked towards the little siren step by step: "Very well, I want to see how far you can go for the contract."

"For what contract?" Maeda Chris stroked his slender and beautiful neck and laughed, "Sir...can't it be because——I like you?"

"Like me?" Nelson laughed dumbfounded, reaching out to gently wipe off the wine stains on Chris Maeda's face, "No, no kid! You won't like a bad old man like me."

"Not confident." Chris Maeda rubbed his delicate cheek against the old man's rough fingertips, smiling very convincingly, "Is there a time when the king of Las Vegas doesn't believe in himself?"

The king of Las Vegas laughed, grabbed the kitten by the hair with his big hands, and lifted him up: "Like me? Oh, no, no, no! You like money, you like fame, and you like young people! Gentle , strong, handsome and learned man!"

Maeda Chris blinked, physiological tears overflowing his eyes.

Xue Dingbang, who was trapped in the drinking situation, took out his mobile phone to check the time from time to time.He didn't notice the disappearance of Maeda Chris, a playful child, probably at a carnival at this time.Xue Dingbang was a little lost and sad.But more, it is the anxiety of not being able to catch the plane.It's getting late now, if he hasn't set off yet, I'm afraid he will have to wait another day.

"Mr. Xue!" The clear and clear sound was like the impact of ice cubes, especially distinguishable among the noise.Xue Dingbang followed the prestige and found that Chamberlain was walking among the guests with wine glasses and plates.

"Chamberlain," Xue Dingbang smiled gratifyingly, and stretched out his hand to Chamberlain, "You look much better, is this a temporary job?"

"Yes, Mr. Xue." Chamberlain put the plate on the small table by the pool, and warmly held Xue Dingbang's hand, "Have you changed your flight at 10:30?"

Xue Dingbang was a little embarrassed, smiled politely and said, "As you can see, it's a little difficult for me to leave here now."

"Mr. Xue, come with me." Chamberlain grabbed Xue Dingbang's wrist, loosened his neckline, and took over the bow tie of the waiter's clothing.Xue Dingbang caught a glimpse of the glaring red marks under his clothes, probably because of some kind of abuse.

They made their way through the crowd, through the casino, to the elevator that went up to the hotel room.

The elevator came down quickly. There were not many people at this time, and there were only the two of them in the entire elevator.In the enclosed space, Chamberlain gritted his teeth, rubbed the hem of his clothes and said, "Mr. Xue, I'm afraid we won't be able to meet again in the future?"

Just as Xue Dingbang was about to answer, the lights in the elevator suddenly went out.

The author has something to say:

Chris Maeda: Dingbangsang, shall we elope? !

Xue Dingbang: Private, what rush?what are you saying?

Chris Maeda: That stinky bitch is trying to harm you.Let's get out of here!

Chamberlain: Mr. Xue, listen to me, I definitely don't mean that!

Maeda Chris: I don't want to listen to your sophistry, Dingbangsang and I are leaving here!