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Chapter 480 Insert a message
Zhang Lang deliberately prolonged the treatment time, pretending to be in great pain, and even forced himself to sweat profusely.
Simple things must be complicated.
How can we miss such a good opportunity to harvest people's loyalty?
Hong Guang was still wondering who could speak for him.
Zhang Lang reminded him, "Okay, how about you try speaking?"
"I...I'm...alright~"
"Take your time and get used to it. Don't be in a hurry. See how your legs are doing. Take a few steps. Come on, throw away the crutches and take a few steps."
Hong Guang: "Oh, I'm fine, I'm not lame anymore, and I can talk, ah ah ah ah."
"Don't get too excited. Keep a stable mood for the next two days. Take a walk if you have nothing to do. Talk less and drink more hot water."
Haitang held the handkerchief with a look of heartache on her face, and wiped the sweat off Zhang Lang gently and considerately.
After taking two steps, Hong Guang wanted to kneel in front of Zhang Lang.
Zhang Lang stopped him with just a raise of his hand.
"You should take a good rest here first. I will ask Haitang to pass on the instructions. If you need anything, just let me know."
If Hong Guang's biggest wish in his life, besides defeating Zuo Songxing, is to cure his illness, it is to cure his illness.
Zhang Lang is now his adoptive parent and benefactor.
Haitang called her men in and carried out Hong Guang, who was so moved that he burst into tears, on the pretext that Zhang Lang needed to rest.
As soon as the door closed, Zhang Lang's face instantly returned to his rosy state.
Zhang Lang put his hands on his hips and said, "I wonder if anyone will say my acting is bad in the future. Damn it."
Haitang covered her mouth and chuckled when she saw Zhang Lang's arrogant look. What a cute big boy.
"Every year there is one Best Actor, every hundred years... every thousand years there is one Best Actor."
"No problem. I'll give you one of my flaming red lips."
Zhang Lang took a big bite.
Haitang covered her face and stamped her feet. She had put on makeup tonight.
"How do you deal with that woman?"
"Who?"
"Who else could it be? The one called Qi Meng."
Zhang Lang thought she was talking about Long Jiwen.
"She is too much of a vase." Zhang Lang felt that Qi Meng's passive role should be being kidnapped, otherwise why would she be kidnapped as soon as she appeared on the stage?
Haitang pouted her lips, clearly a jealous person: "A vase~ Why don't you take it home and keep it as a collection?"
"You're talking too much, be careful or I'll hit you."
Haitang: "You said I was the only one in Wanbei. I didn't even think about how many people you have in Hong Kong Island..."
Zhang Lang watched Haitang chattering non-stop like a drama spirit.
"If you keep saying that, I'll get annoyed."
"Okay." Haitang's expression changed instantly, returning to her dependent state.
"I won't take Qi Meng with me. I'll let her follow you. This woman is a bit evil, so you better be careful."
"Evil nature?"
"She was often kidnapped, but they were the kind where she was not hurt and was always rescued in the end."
"Is it so magical?" Haitang half covered her mouth, looking cute and naughty.
"You call this magic?"
"Forgive my poor vocabulary, but I've been kidnapped so often, and every time I've been there, I've escaped unharmed. This is definitely a very lucky heroine."
"Read less fantasy novels." Zhang Lang was really impressed by this woman. How could she be so childish?
"If she is willing to follow me, I will let her be my housekeeper."
"She's got some tricks, and her skills are acceptable. You can make the arrangements yourself." Zhang Lang did have some ideas, but he didn't want to say anything because he was afraid that Haitang would get jealous.
Haitang: Hehehe.
……
Haitang stayed in the casino to take care of the remaining chores. Zhang Lang had already gotten what he wanted, so he did not stay in the casino any longer. He was going to go back and take a comfortable hot spring bath, what a comfortable thing.
As for what to do with the 1.6 billion US dollars, of course it was withdrawn into Zhang Lang's pocket.
It's enough to just talk about doing good deeds, but if you really want to do it, the 1.6 billion US dollars will not be enough to pay the people layer by layer.
Wait a minute, let this money give birth to children and then use them to help people in need.
Zhang Lang did not leave empty-handed. He was carrying two large empty boxes in his hands. He knew that he had to leave the casino as soon as he could.
Someone will definitely follow behind.
There is no need to release any spiritual perception.
The group of guys were just short of following him openly.
The main reason is that there are many people who are targeting him and want to take advantage of him.
Yes, it would be stupid if no one kept an eye on him after winning so much money.
The one with the most obvious murderous intent was Kikuko, who had gambled with Gao Jin with dice and was holding a short samurai sword.
There is no intention of concealing it at all.
At first glance, you can tell that he is a master with steady steps and agile movements. Well, if he were among ordinary people, he would indeed be a master.
She was hanging openly ten meters away from Zhang Lang, with more than ten knifemen behind her.
There are also people who wait and see, hiding in the corners and preparing to rob their fellow thieves.
There were more than ten of them, holding submachine guns.
……
The streets were deserted.
In Wanbei, no matter how prosperous the place is, it is far from being a city that never sleeps.
Zhang Lang did not drive. He carried two large boxes and slowly avoided some cameras on the street. He then began to wander slowly into the alley.
This kind of action is just like shouting to the people behind: Hurry up and grab it!
As soon as Kikuko entered the alley, she drew out the dagger in her hand, thinking that something must be wrong.
This gambling saint is so evil. He knows someone is following him, but he still dares to go into the alley. It's obvious that he wants to...well, lure the snake out of its hole.
However, she obviously has confidence in herself.
"Mr. Gambler, put the box down and we can spare your life."
Zhang Lang stopped.
I counted the number of people following Kikuko.
"What are you counting? I advise your Excellency that Wei Junjie, who eats real food, is the one who eats real food."
Zhang Lang: "Okay, we're all here."
What era is this? People still go out and fight with others with knives.
The times have changed.
"Bang bang bang bang."
The other two groups of people saw flashes of fire in the box from time to time and heard frequent banging sounds.
Two and a half minutes later.
Kikuko and his men came out of the alley carrying two large boxes.
This……
It was obvious that they succeeded, and the gunshot just now should be the bullet hitting the gambler.
"Hurry up and call Big Brother. The Gambler Saint has been killed. The Gambler Saint has been killed."
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and report to the higher-ups. The people who got the money first, please tell us what we should do. Forget it, just rob them directly."
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Rooftop location.
Zhang Lang smoked a cigarette and watched the fight below with interest.
The evil eye is really useful. He was too stupid before. Why didn’t he develop such a powerful skill more?
……
Long Chengbang’s villa.
Zhou Jisheng: "The Gambler Saint was killed by a ghost?"
Long Chengbang: ...
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The young grass is the dominant one.
"Someone ran away with a suitcase? What woman? Our Yamaguchi-gumi? Kikuko?"
……
"Wanbei News Agency is going to insert the latest news. The gambling master who won a large amount of US dollars tonight was robbed and killed shortly after leaving the casino. The murderer is on the run... Please read the news report below..."
"Here's a typhoon warning..."
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Hot spring villa.
Zhang Lang and Haitang were soaking in the hot spring.
Kikuko was kneeling beside him, with the dagger stuck in her lower abdomen, and blood was still dripping down.