530: C530 His Follower Riley

C530 His Follower Riley

Satan quickly explained the mysterious underground gambling to Yang Qiu, which made Yang Qiu even more interested.

The funds in his hands were slightly more than 600 million. Participating in this gambling would require 500 million to enter the sect.

The organization that organized this gamble was extremely mysterious. The threshold to enter was extremely high and there were many rules. However, it was also absolutely confidential and absolutely safe.

Of course, those who were qualified to enter this gambling circle had been introduced and introduced. Once they entered, no one would check their identity. They also didn't have to worry about being exposed because they were all wearing masks the entire time.

And the mask was the representative of this person's identity.

"Then. . . If that's the case, how can I be qualified to participate?"

Satan immediately took out a thin golden mask from his storage ring.

"The owner of this mask was once a prince of the European royal family. "

At this point, Satan's expression became a little awkward, because the entire European royal family was basically from the Habus Castle family, and Dracula was the current patriarch of the Habus Castle family.

Yang Qiu didn't even need to wipe his eyes to know that this so-called prince was most likely a target of Satan's death.

"I carried out a mission back then. I once snuck into this gambling house and assassinated this prince. Then, I conveniently took away his mask. This guy's identity is very important in this gambling house. He should be one of the initiators. "

In a few short sentences, Satan said it casually. But the degree of danger was imaginable.

This guy was indeed worthy of being the king of killers.

Obviously, this unlucky prince was regarded as an accident even after his death.

Since this mask was so important, it was no longer strange that it would be passed down to his descendants, or that it would appear in another person's hands.

"Then when will this bet begin?"

Satan said slowly:

"Once a month. On the tenth of the first month. In another three days, it will be the tenth. "

Yang Qiu sat in a row on the armrest of his chair and said:

"Alright, you go and prepare. I will go and participate in this bet. "

No matter what kind of bet it was, No matter what expert it was, as long as it was an ordinary person, Yang Qiu had absolutely no possibility of losing money.

Such a gamble, once a month, if he were to win billions and billions every time, how good would that be?

This was also Yang Qiu's wishful thinking. He really did it. Not to mention every month, even if he won three or five times in a row, it would become everyone's goal to get rid of him.

The next morning, at around ten o'clock in the morning, a black and long Bentley parked in front of Yang Qiu's villa. The driver was a two meter tall giant. After parking the car in front of the door, the giant politely greeted the guards.

"Please inform Young Master Riley of the Brett family to pay a visit to His Excellency Yang Qiu. "

The guard was a fully armed mercenary. He looked the man up and down vigilantly and then said coldly:

"Wait and see. "

Very quickly, Satan came out of the room and looked at the giant. He then said coldly,

"The boss said to let your young master come in alone. "

A flash of anger appeared on the giant's face, but Satan's eyes suddenly flashed with two sharp eyes. Suddenly, the giant's whole body turned cold.

Satan usually looked like. . . But if you think so, then you are not far from death.

As the King of Assassins for five consecutive years, Perhaps only he himself knew when it would be time for him to truly look harmless.

This giant man was one of Riley's bodyguards. This guy had three titles of World Boxing King. His strength could not be said to be weak, but two of them had already become crippled.

The remaining giant naturally did not want to become a cripple as well. He took a deep look at Satan, then walked in front of the car and said something to it.

The door opened, and Riley, with blue eyes and maroon hair, walked down with an unnatural expression. When he saw Satan, he only nodded coldly and said:

"Take me to your boss. "

Satan looked at Riley from head to toe, then signaled the guard to open the door. He nodded and said, Yes.

"Kid, straighten your attitude. If you make the boss unhappy in the slightest, I will absolutely be happy to break your neck. "

Riley was so angry that his face turned red. However, he remembered the words and threats from his father, as well as the terrifying strength that Yang Qiu's subordinate had displayed last time. His face turned pale again, and he could only nod his head. He bowed slightly to Satan.

"Please lead the way. I am here with my father's mission. "

Satan brought Riley into the villa and said with a gloomy face:

"Wait here!"

Riley - Brett could not help but show two very dissatisfied eyes, but then he saw Stern Lonegan, who was as strong as a small mountain, and immediately lost his temper.

To be honest, this guy was just a useless disciple. When he saw that Yang Qiu wasn't even as old as him, he thought that Yang Qiu was easy to bully, but he never thought that Yang Qiu would be so easy to bully. Of course, he couldn't accept this.

Who was he?

He was the heir of Brett's family. Even the representative of the Morello family had to maintain sufficient respect for him. How dare this guy who came out of nowhere treat him with such contempt?

That was why Riley was always unconvinced. He always wanted to regain some face from Yang Qiu. It seemed like this was the only way he could hold his head high.

Very soon, Yang Qiu, who wore a suit and had long hair combed over his head, walked out of the room.

Riley did not dare to provoke him. Instead, he respectfully handed the document in his hand to Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu took it and read it carefully. When he raised his head again, there was a faint smile on his face.

"Riley? Sit down. "

Riley's heart twitched, but he could only sit down obediently. Yang Qiu also sat down opposite him. He picked up the document in his hand and looked at it. As he looked at it, he looked at Riley.

Riley was scared by Yang Qiu's gaze and finally could not help saying:

"Yang Qiu, sir, this is the contract for the building opposite the city government. My father said that if you have no objections, please sign it!"

Yang Qiu thought for a while and looked at Riley playfully.

"Do you have any objections?"

Riley snorted and said gloomily.

"What objections can I have?"

Yang Qiu laughed and waved his hand. Satan immediately pulled out a pen and handed it over. Yang Qiu signed his name on the contract and then closed the contract and said to Satan:

"Take this guy away, Satan. From now on, this guy will be in your hands. "

Satan nodded, but Riley jumped up from the sofa in shock and said stutteringly:1

"Wait! What. . . What do you mean?"

Yang Qiu looked at him and said with a smile.

" Your father used the price of a floor to give you to me for training. From now on, you are my follower! You. . . Don't you have any objections? "

Riley was so scared that his face turned pale all of a sudden. His whole body was trembling like a gust of wind.

"No. . . Impossible!"

Yang Qiu's face suddenly darkened. An invisible force frightened Riley so much that he even held back the screaming coming from his mouth.

"Satan, I will give you three days. When I see this guy again, I will make him become an obedient puppy. Otherwise, humph! It didn't matter even if he died. His father signed it personally, no matter if he's dead or alive! "

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