252: C252 Was Broadcast Live

C252 Was Broadcast Live

Holy Maiden slowly withdrew her gaze from the night sky. She took a sip of the tea on the table and said calmly:

"Everything is up to fate. If he really is destined for me, I will calmly accept it. However, the prerequisite is that he has to get past me."

Upon hearing Holy Maiden's words, the Yin Yang Master couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yanjing, Dongfang family. An old man with a head of silver hair looked at the distant starry sky, stroked his silver beard and sighed slightly:

"I hope that the Purple Comet Star belongs to our Sky Empire. Otherwise, the war between the foreign forces will start again. If the foreign forces were to invade the Sky Empire, it would be a bloody battle."

Ye Ling, who was far away in Las Vegas, didn't know about this at all. At this moment, he was leaving with Angel, carrying her to the nearest helicopter, and the police officers in front all opened up a path, not daring to stop them in the slightest. Even if Ye Ling killed someone in front of them, they wouldn't dare to stop him.

"Come on, I don't want to say it a second time."

Seeing Ye Ling's gaze, the pilot lost his composure and quickly got off the plane. He did not dare to provoke this evil god.

If the pilot didn't move, Ye Ling wouldn't mind doing him a favor and carrying him out.

The helicopter quickly rose up and flew away from the place. The Chief was surprised to see the helicopter taking off. The other policemen were not much better off. No one expected Ye Ling to be able to fly a plane and he was familiar with it.

He wanted to stop Ye Ling as well, but seeing how terrifying Ye Ling was, he didn't have the guts to do so. He could only watch the helicopter fly towards the airport.

Only after the helicopter had left did the bureau chief come back to his senses. He turned around and stared at the police officers as he warned,

"No one is allowed to spread what happened tonight. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

After saying that, he looked at the man in black on the ground and continued.

"Deal with the traces here and pretend that no one has died. If you don't want to die, then do as I say."

The officers quickly nodded in agreement. Even the bureau chief was very nervous, let alone them.

Very soon, all traces of this place were cleared away. Other than these policemen, no one else knew what had happened here. As for the rescued hostages and the six gunmen who had been sent to the police station, naturally no one else knew.

At the airport, Ye Ling parked the helicopter and brought Angel, who had just woken up, to where the private jet was. Ye Ling had already told the captain to get ready in advance so that they could directly board the plane and fly to London.

"If I go back so quickly, won't I have had enough fun?" Angel was pulled back by Ye Ling unwillingly. She had only been in Las Vegas for less than a day and yet, she had already left. No one was willing to go back.

Ye Ling saw the unwillingness on Angel's face and let go of her hand.

"Can't you see that someone has been trying to catch you? If you don't believe me, you can. I'll go back to London first. "

Angel looked at the empty and dark airport, thinking of the tongue cutting Ye Ling said just now. She could not help but feel scared, and looking back at Ye Ling ignoring her, she stomped her foot on the ground, snorted angrily at Ye Ling's back, then ran up with small steps and grabbed Ye Ling's arm.

"Hey!" Didn't you want to continue playing here? Why did you follow me? " Ye Ling looked at her in confusion.

Angel did a complete reversal after hearing Ye Ling's words. She raised her misty eyes, crossed her arms, and rubbed her face as she said,

"I want to go back."

Ye Ling almost laughed out loud when he heard her words. What are you pretending for? Ye Ling didn't expose her at all. He nodded and brought her to a private plane that wasn't too far away.

However, when they arrived at the place where the private jet was parked, a group of people surrounded Ye Ling's private jet. There were at least 40 to 50 people with sticks in their hands, and they even dared not provoke the security guards at the airport. Not only were there more people than the security guards, but they were also in the underworld.

"This plane is the ride of the mysterious Gambling King, Mr. Ye. It's said that this luxurious private jet is worth as much as three hundred million dollars …" The cameraman followed the reporter's footsteps and took pictures of the private jet, as if he was trying to brag about Ye Ling's status as the world's richest man.

"The people in front were preparing to intercept Mr. Ye's gang members. It's said that they didn't want Mr. Ye to leave Las Vegas with 800 billion dollars. According to the online poll, some people supported the poll, while others remained neutral. Some people felt that Mr. Ye won the money, so it should belong to Mr. Ye …" Another reporter took pictures of the mob.

"I heard from a grapevine that Mr. Ye might leave Las Vegas tonight …" The reporters were also broadcasting the news.

Looking at this scene, Ye Ling was confused. Not only were there gangsters, but even reporters had come. What was this?0

The moment the gangsters and reporters saw Ye Ling appear, it was as if they had been injected with chicken blood. The gangsters instantly surrounded the group of forty to fifty people, followed closely by the reporters. As for the security personnel, they looked at each other in the face, not knowing what to do, the dozen of them wanted to save Ye Ling and the others in the group of forty to fifty people, so they could only wait for the police to come before deciding. They hoped that there wouldn't be a conflict.

However, the situation was not as the security guards expected. The leader of the gang raised his metal rod and pointed at Ye Ling.

"If you want to leave Las Vegas, you can. Hand over 800 billion?"

"How funny, this is the money I won, why must I hand it over? Are you a brainless level 3 esper?" When Ye Ling heard the man's words, he wondered if he heard it wrongly. The money that I won has nothing to do with them.

When the man heard Ye Ling's words, he did not get angry. Instead, he took out a report of the investigation report and gave it to Ye Ling. The report showed that nearly ten thousand people in the citizen survey did not agree that Ye Ling would leave with eighty billion yuan.

"Do you see? The ten thousand people in Las Vegas don't agree to let you take the money away."

When the reporters saw the poll, they all picked up their cameras and took pictures.

"Las Vegas has at least tens of thousands of people, and you actually used ten thousand people to talk. Do you think I'm that easy to fool?" In fact, Ye Ling knew that a lot of people don't want Ye Ling to take $800 billion out of Las Vegas, especially the residents and government of Las Vegas. $800 billion can drive their economy, because this is not a small amount.

Simply put, this amount of money was equivalent to a small country's annual GDP. It went without saying how important it was to a city. If 800 billion was left in Las Vegas, then their economic strength would increase by a few percentage points.

In fact, it was very normal to win money in Las Vegas and take it away. If no one took the money away, then who would come back to Las Vegas and gamble again in the future? It was just that Ye Ling's win was too terrifying, 800 billion directly shocked the mayor of Las Vegas, and the mayor obviously couldn't bear to see Ye Ling take the money away, so he let the gangsters attack Ye Ling.

As for the gangsters, there was no need to talk about that. They wanted to get a share of the profits and use some public opinion to make themselves official so that they could righteously extort money from Ye Ling, which would be in line with the government's goal.

"We don't care about the others. We are only responsible to the ten thousand people in Las Vegas. We will let you go after you hand over the money." The leading man said in disdain.

It had to be said that the gangsters had come up with a reasonable excuse. They didn't know who was the one that frequently harmed the people, but now they actually shamelessly said that they were responsible for the people. They were truly convinced of their shamelessness.

Just as Ye Ling was about to say something, Angel, who was beside him, jumped out with her hands on her hips.

"The other person winning is none of your business! You actually want someone to hand over the money, is this money yours? "Pfft!"

Angel really didn't like the leader's face at all. He had nothing to do with it, and yet he still wanted a share of the spoils. This kind of person was not only thick-skinned, but also thick-skinned.

"Little girl, we can't do anything about it. If we don't take it out, we can only make a move." The leading man spread out his hands and smiled. The other forty to fifty people behind him also raised their sticks to show their strength, wanting to scare Ye Ling and co. a little.

Angel wanted to slap the fellow in the face, but a hand fell on her shoulder.

"Let me do it!" Don't hurt yourself. " Ye Ling walked up to Angel, grabbed her hand and said softly.

When the reporter who was filming outside heard Ye Ling's words, he instantly caught some important information. He hurriedly squeezed in and interviewed Ye Ling:

"Mr. Ye, don't tell me you want to fight with fifty men? If you do that, won't you be targeted by the Las Vegas police, and the mayor might take advantage of that? "

Because it was a live broadcast, the footage and voice would be recorded directly on the Las Vegas television station.

At this moment in the mayor's mansion, a middle-aged man wearing pajamas was staring at Ye Ling on the screen, he was very curious about Ye Ling's answer, and the police chief standing on the side saw Ye Ling's appearance and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Why hasn't this god left yet, and he actually turned on TV?

"Chief Joseph, if you see this man beating someone in the sky, detain him immediately and put him in custody." The mayor crossed his legs, picked up a cup of Red Wine and drank a sip, then sneered.

Listening to the mayor's meaning, it seemed like he had to ask the police to detain Ye Ling. The bureau chief was momentarily placed in a dilemma, this was telling him to prepare for his life and future! If he chose Ye Ling, then he would offend the mayor, and his future prospects would be bleak, and he might fall from the position of the bureau chief. If he chose Ye Ling, then he would have to face Ye Ling's anger, and it was very possible that Ye Ling would lose his life.

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