Chapter 3403: Luck is no use

Midweek looked at Sui Dong, before he could speak, the fat man already said solemnly: "Don't worry, midweek, there are some forces in my family, they dare not do anything to you! The big deal is that I don't want this money, how much money I owe , I'll send it from home!"
He didn't speak midweek, but looked at Zhang Man curiously.
Zhang Man, who only puts on some light makeup, but is equally fresh and moving, seems a little out of tune with the atmosphere of this time.
Similarly, Zhang Man had already said, "Don't get me wrong, I just think that you got into trouble to save us, so you just left, it's too loyal."
This remark made Midweek look at her with admiration.
But he was not at all nervous, and he always said with a smile on his face: "I understand the kindness of you two, but I finally caught the opportunity to let you go, so don't stay here."
Sui Dong said anxiously: "But..."
Zhou Zhong shook his head and said, "Trust me, I'm fine."
The casino boss looked at Midweek with a mocking look: "It's a big tone, I hope you will have this courage in a while!"
Zhou Zhong did not visit him at all, but continued to say to the two of them: "If you stay here, it will be trouble for me."
This is a bit straightforward, but it is Zhou Zhong's heart.
Zhang Man gave Zhou Zhong a weird look, and then took Sui Dong who still wanted to say something, and walked outside the casino.
After everyone had left, only midweek and the casino boss were left in the game, as well as a casino thug with a stick.
The casino boss slowly lit a cigar. He didn't even look at the money on the table. Instead, he said to the middle of the week in a condescending manner: "You are very courageous. If you put it in the past, maybe I will raise it to you. The heart of cherishing talents, it's just a pity that greed is not enough to swallow the elephant, you have touched my bottom line, so... today you will undoubtedly die."
A group of casino thugs all stared at the middle of the week. Most of those who were able to do this business were desperadoes in themselves, far from being comparable to ordinary gangsters.
But in the middle of the week, he still hung up with the chuckle and said: "Really? But have you ever thought that this sentence might kill you?"
Hearing this, the boss of the casino was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "I said there is something wrong with your brain?"
Then he smiled and said with a hint of cruelty: "Do you think this is still at the gaming table? You guy is lucky, I admit it, but... don't you know what will happen next? No matter how lucky, there is no escape!"
He didn't speak in the middle of the week, just looked at him with a smile.
The casino boss glanced at the money on the table and said: "A life is worth 80 million, you should be content, too. Many people are not qualified."
Then he slowly turned his back, winking at the people around him and saying, "Make it easy."
A group of casino thugs who were already ready to go, all surrounded Zhou Zhong.
And the boss of the casino, with his back to the crowd, was just slurping in the clouds, not worried about leaving here alive in the middle of the week.
But after a horrible howl came into his ears, he immediately changed his face and turned his head with a cigar in his mouth.
What caught my eye was that he had already dealt with a casino thug in the middle of the week.
The man was holding an iron rod in his hand, just about to hit Zhou Zhong's head, but Zhou Zhong avoided it with an unimaginable movement.
Then in the middle of the week, he kicked on the man's lower abdomen, and immediately five or six casino thugs were involved, all of them flying upside down.
Naturally, other people didn't watch. Some people seized the opportunity and used the steel pipe to swipe down suddenly.
But in the middle of the week, it was intact, and he didn't even move it. Instead, it was the thug who waved the steel pipe. His face looked like a ghost.
Because the steel pipe in his hand was bent out of an arc, his hand was even numb just now.
It turned out to be intact midweek? !
Zhou Zhong squinted his eyes and turned around slowly, with a murderous look in his eyes, and then reached out like lightning, pulling the thug's neck, and lifting him from the ground.
In the middle of the week, he just slammed it, and the thugs flew far and wide, and smashed several thugs who had not had time to evade.
Finally, in the middle of the week, he stepped out again, clenched his right hand into a fist, and fisted at the nearest casino thug, hitting his chest. Everyone could hear a scalp-numbing bone break. Cracked sound.
The man vomited blood and fainted on the spot, breathing weakly, and he was probably not far from death.
Just a few simple shots two or three times, it provokes a kind of thugs around, the remaining dozen people are all seen as ghosts, just surrounded by Zhou Zhong, they dare not get close.
At this time, who dares to go up, isn't it looking for death?
In the eyes of everyone, the middle of the week is simply a of death, whoever dares to go up will have to die!
"You're still a practicing family?" The casino boss is not a fool, and he immediately understood where the self-confidence in midweek comes from.
But he didn't have the slightest fear, instead he cursed: "a bunch of trash."
Some casino thugs grieved and said: "Boss, this idea got involved, we are not his opponent..."
The casino boss looked at the middle of the week with a cruel expression: "Damn, today you don't want to go out from here intact!"
He yanked his hand to his waist and opened his clothes. What was pinned to his waist was a pistol.
Zhou Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly. Not long ago, he suffered a loss on this thing, and of course he will not repeat the same mistakes now.
So the moment he saw the pistol, he already moved.
The casino boss took out his pistol and just wanted to point it at Midweek, but he was stunned for a moment, because Midweek hadn't stood still.
That is to say, his dazed effort had already rushed in front of him in the middle of the week, and the casino boss was shocked. He just wanted to pull the trigger and shoot at the middle of the week, but it was too late.
The book was published again in mid-week, holding the muzzle of the pistol, and moving half an inch, the bullet passed by mid-Zhou's face.
Zhou Zhong got angry on his face, and after a sulky grunt, he suddenly gripped his hand, and the whole pistol quickly deformed in his hand.
There was a sound of metal rubbing in everyone's ears.
Then the pistol of the casino boss was completely turned into a pile of scrap iron in the hands of the middle of the week.
The boss of the casino was dumbfounded, and all the thugs around were dumbfounded.
Is this guy still human? Can even a pistol be crushed by hand? !