Chapter 789: : Provoked a demon

Bowski saw it, and then he died.
The sea breeze, like I could not understand the Venus Casino for a long time, suddenly rose up, like a devil's thick smoke, immediately swayed, spitting flames along the wind, and lunged into the second floor window with a grinning smile Inside.
When the smoke started, the sirens in the casino kept screaming.
Li Nanfang is not the kind of bloodthirsty person, and he does not like to bring innocent people. He dared to ignite a fire when thousands of gamblers were fighting upstairs because he knew very well a casino of the size of Venus Casino. The fire protection facilities are quite complete.
After all, the gamblers who can come to play have certain economic conditions and social status. They really have to die a few because of the fire. Even if Karavitch is hard at the backstage, he can easily settle it, but gamblers will never come to him in the future. Home is playing.
So when the smoke rose, the stern fire sirens sounded on all floors of the casino, in every main room, and in the corridors.
There are many gamblers who kill the red eye, even ignoring the sound of the alarm, still yelling and fighting fiercely.
Still the thugs of the casino, the waiters reacted quickly, simply picked up the clubs and smashed them, yelling at everyone, and immediately fled the building from the emergency evacuation channel.
At this time, the gamblers woke up, crying and crying, and fled to the emergency evacuation channel in a swarm.
Of course, in the process of fleeing, many gamblers took the opportunity to grab chips and stuff them into their pockets.
The casino thugs saw it, and stopped them, but there were too many looters. There were only three or four thugs on each floor. It was impossible to stop so many people. All they had to do was to curse and stop them and turn around. Escape.
In the distance, soon came the sound of the alarm sounded when the fire engine was galloping.
When the first fire truck set up the water hose and the white water column fell from the sky, most of the people in the Venus Casino had already escaped.
But no one left, all standing on the side of the road ahead, in the empty backyard, watching the fire with lingering fears, spreading upward quickly.
But some people did not come out.
For example, Karavic.
When the fire broke out, he was resting in the luxurious bedroom on the top floor.
Because of Min Rou's "virgin prophecy" last night, Karavitch didn't fall asleep all night.
Although he was trying his best to convince himself that the so-called virgin prophecy was actually a legend, but he was always worried, as long as he closed his eyes, the scene Min Rou said would appear in his mind.
The Venus Casino was swallowed up by the raging fire. A young man in the distance was looking at him with cold eyes. Under the young man’s feet, Bowski’s corpse was lying----
He felt that his appearance of this illusion was completely influenced by the legend of the virgin prophecy.
What happens in the legend, if it really happens in reality, then it is not a legend.
Therefore, he urged himself that he should sneer at the so-called virgin legend like Bovsky did, and just sleep peacefully.
But why can't you sleep?
Until the sun rose, he saw in the monitor that the young man surnamed Li, who had won the casino for 58 million yuan with one hundred thousand yuan, was taken by Bovsky very easily. After leaving, the heart that was holding it was let go.
No one knows better than Karavitch, how cruel Bovsky is.
That Li Nanfang fell into his hands, and if he had no arms or legs before he died, it was already a smoke from the ancestral grave.
The biggest hidden danger has been removed, and Karavitch can finally sleep at ease.
After returning to the room from the monitoring room, he fell asleep as soon as his head was on the pillow.
I didn't even hear the harsh fire alarm.
Still one of his confidants, fighting the danger of being swallowed by the fire, kicked the door open, rushed in and dragged him out of the bed.
"What? It's on fire?"
He was pulled up shortly after falling asleep. Of course, Karavitch had a bad temper. He was about to raise his hand and slap it, but he heard his subordinates hiss and burst into flames.
Karavitch's sleepiness disappeared, and a stride rushed to the window. Just as he opened the curtains and opened the window with a stab, the smoke that was rolled up by the sea breeze rushed in like a devil.
"Where's Bovsky? Where is that bastard!"
Karavitch hurriedly slammed, closed the window, turned around and grabbed the collar of his collar, and asked with a canthus.
"He, he took the two mainland Chinese people to the underground prison, but they have not yet come out."
The subordinate who was caught by the neckline and was almost breathless, reported in a difficult manner.
"Go find him, go!"
Karavic gave a jerky push and somersaulted his hand.
After seeing that the boss is very abnormal, how dare his subordinates stay here again, get up and turn around and run: "Anyway, I have done what I should do. As for whether you listen to it or not, it's your business, why don't I stay with him You stay in this horrible place and wait to die."
The complaining man in his heart rushed out of the room, raised his hand to lift the hem of the camouflage vest, covered his nose and mouth, and rushed to the stairs.
The subordinates who were eager to escape, had no time to go even the stairs. They simply reached out and grabbed the stainless steel railing, lay on it horizontally, and slid down quickly.
When he slid to the corner of the stairs, he had to jump off the handrail due to a sharp turn, and when he leaned against the window, he heard rapid footsteps from above.
When the subordinates looked up, they saw the boss in pajamas running eagerly.
Karavitch's sleepiness finally disappeared, realizing that if he stayed in the room, he would eventually be choked to death by the smoke, and hurriedly ran out of the room with his hands.
Of course he knows better than his men, what kind of speed should be used when going down the stairs, is faster.
Reaching out and grabbing the stairs, just about to raise your feet, hook your knees to the handrails, and slide down like hiding in a riding pedal, the man who was about to leave the window and rushed under the stairs handrails suddenly shook his body and opened his mouth. Before he could scream, a bullet came out of his forehead.
With blood.
"not good!"
Karavitch is worthy of being an elite of the Russian special warfare. When the blood on his forehead was flashing, he immediately realized that it was not good. He no longer dared to use his legs to hook the stair rails and slide down, his body quickly leaned back and the fish jumped out. Like the water, it fell to the ground in the corridor.
Because he knows very well that no matter how fast he slides, he will not be faster than a bullet.
He was forced to go through the window if he wanted to go down the stairs.
And in the courtyard outside the window, there was a gunman aiming here, as long as he saw a figure flashing, he shot immediately.
He judged from the scene where the bullet was shot from the back of his head and the bullet came from his forehead. The gunman should be standing in the courtyard below, using a professional sniper rifle to block the window.
Therefore, he didn't dare to flash past the window at all. He, who was a professional soldier, knew better than anyone, how terrifying this professional sniper was.
Only professional snipers can achieve this level of precision in sniper killing techniques.
"Professional snipers have been laid in ambush outside. It seems that Bovsky is already ill-advised."
When his back fell heavily on the ground, this thought flashed through Karavitch's mind.
Almost at the same moment as his thought, he felt a pain in the tip of his nose.
The hot kind of pain.
Before he could react, a bullet hit the hallway wall.
The bullet hit the cement wall with the wallpaper, after chiseling out a nest, it bounced quickly, hit the stainless steel handrail of the stairs again, and fell to the ground after making a sharp sound.
He jumped a few times, and stopped at the ear of Karavitch, who was already lying on his back on the corridor floor.
Cold sweat suddenly appeared from his forehead.
Just a moment ago, if he leaned back a little bit slower, the bullet would not only rub the tip of his nose, but 100% would make a hole in his forehead.
This is the most terrifying aspect of professional sniper elites.
They can seize any fleeting opportunity to kill the target.
And the hit points are basically the target's forehead, back of the head, and left and right temples.
Karavitch, who escaped from the ghost door in time, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, then opened his eyes and slowly turned his head to look at the bullet.
When he saw the bullet, Karavitch's gray-brown pupils shrank suddenly.
This is actually not a bullet for a professional sniper rifle.
It is the 9mm bullet used by the Desert Eagle.
Karavitch certainly didn't know how many Desert Eagles there are in the world and how many people use this type of gun.
But he knew that Bovsky, the second boss and thug of Venus Casino, used this model of Desert Eagle.
"The enemy, with Bovsky’s Desert Eagle, you can only be able to shoot a sniper rifle. Li Nanfang, what is your origin? When the lady reminded me that I must pay attention to those people, why didn’t you say you? ?"
Karavitch stared at the bullet, stretched out his hand and picked it up.
The bullet was very hot, and Karavitch's fingers smelled of barbecue, but he didn't realize it.
Only a girl's voice echoed in his mind.
That was Min Rou's voice: "I seem to have seen the blood flowing in this building. The fire is raging and completely engulfed this brilliant building. All of you are howling in pain in the sea of ​​fire. . Sir, in Western legends, there seems to be a legend of virgin prophecy?"
"The virgin prophecy. Haha, the virgin prophecy."
Karavic smirked and slowly got up from the ground.
He was no longer afraid of Li Nanfang in the courtyard downstairs outside the window.
No matter how superb Li Nanfang's spear skills, he can't see the people inside after the thick smoke finally covers the corner of the stairs.
"I believe the legend of the virgin prophecy. Bovsky, I am afraid you should believe it before you die? It's a pity that the price of our belief in this legend is too high. Fortunately, we paid for this legend. People, not just the two of us, but Ham."
Just like changing to Alzheimer’s, Karavitch murmured and walked up the stairs leading to the top roof: "Ham, you shouldn’t be so strong. Just because you covet that girl can bring you there. You don’t allow me to go back and want to keep her."
"But do you know?"
After opening the roof door and seeing the blue sky outside, Karavitch's spirit lifted and his mind finally returned to normal. He laughed self-deprecatingly: "You are inviting a devil. Haha, if I'm not mistaken. , It won’t be long before Bowski and I will see you in hell."
"Oh, you really shouldn't be that strong. Let me take precautions against you and leave the phone for the girl. If she is smart enough, she will call the devil after going to the signal area."
Sighing again, Karavitch picked up a mobile phone from the round table and walked slowly to the roof guardrail.
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