All the curses were accompanied by the action of slamming the head hard on the card table. The three-clawed crocodile felt only a buzzing in his head and could not utter a single word.

From the moment Ye Wan appeared last night, the three-clawed crocodile had not eaten or drunk anything, and had not even gone to the bathroom.

Even though his eyes were fixed on the cards, he was also paying attention to Ye Wan out of the corner of his eye, afraid that he would miss any details.

However, no.

There were no accomplices of hers in the casino.

Her entire state is that of a typical gambler.

Even so, the three-clawed crocodile still did not relax.

As long as you don't walk out of the bar safely and return to your basement-like house, everything outside is unsafe.

Therefore, there was never a moment when the three-clawed crocodile's spirit was not tense.

He just relaxed for a moment.

As luck would have it, Ye Wan caught him red-handed.

After a whole night of intense mental exhaustion, the three-clawed crocodile didn't realize something was wrong until Ye Wan rushed in front of him. He wanted to reach into his jacket pocket with one hand, but it was too late.

I thought she was just a delicate and weak girl, so I could knock her out with a few punches and then slowly deal with her.

Anyway, it was another dark and long night, and he had plenty of time to torture and amuse her.

But the three-clawed crocodile didn't expect that he was wrong again.

Although this frail girl is frail, she seems to have endless energy stored in her body.

Even though she had spent more than twenty hours at the card table with him, and he, a middle-aged man, was exhausted, her punches were sharp and the wind from her punches penetrated his thick flesh and hit his bones one by one.

When he was pressed on the card table with his hands tied behind his back, two guns were pointed at his head on both sides.

The three-clawed crocodile then discovered that two more people had appeared in the room at some point.

No, more than two.

Behind the wall of Old Charlie's bar, there were more than a dozen gangsters armed with guns.

But up to now, none of those people have shown up.

Or maybe old Charlie is in cahoots with this girl.

Or, the people the girl brought took care of Old Charlie's people.

And now, he no longer had the chance to figure it out.

"Search! Be careful..."

The next moment, a loud "Wow!" rang out throughout the casino.

A circle of explosives was tied around the three-clawed crocodile's body.

“Boss…”

The young man in a black sheepskin windbreaker whistled at Ye Wan, "Can you defuse a bomb?"

"The detonator is in his pocket."

Ye Wan frowned, and waited until he had finished searching his body and found nothing unusual, then he used a rope to tie up the three-clawed crocodile like a dumpling.

My mouth was blocked and I couldn't utter a word.

The three-clawed crocodile stared at Ye Wan, its eyes were scarlet and seemed to be spitting fire.

He had been away from China for five years.

In the first two years, the group of people behind him were chasing him closely. Even if he fled into the deep mountains and forests, the group of people would come after him as if they could smell his scent.

In recent years, he has had fewer opportunities to appear in public, and his appearances have become less and less frequent.

If he didn't have to withdraw money regularly to support his life, he would even want to find a place to live in anonymity and live a good life.

In a few years, or even ten or twenty years, maybe the tails will forget about him.

But the three-clawed crocodile didn't expect that someone would actually find him.

It’s a woman! “Have their people arrived?”

Walking all the way out of the bar, Ye Wan asked in a low voice.

The young man who was hugging the three-clawed crocodile affectionately but holding a dagger across the crocodile's neck looked at his watch and said, "We said we'd be there at ten o'clock. It should be almost time."

After stuffing the three-clawed crocodile into the trunk, the classic car drove to the agreed location at lightning speed.

Behind him, two heavy motorcycles roared up.

The agreed place is not far from Monaco Airport.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the sound of a propeller was heard from overhead. The wind blew up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground, and also ruffled the hair of several people.

When I looked up again, a helicopter was slowly landing.

(End of this chapter)