As soon as Wu Jie sat down, the gamblers around him immediately became restless, especially the veteran gamblers, such as the one on the far left, known as the Pair King.
Dui Zi Wang is an old gambler here. He often comes here to try his luck. Since he always has bad luck, people give him the nickname Dui Zi Wang. He is also very satisfied with this nickname because it contains the word "Wang" and it sounds very domineering.
When the King of Couple saw that a big boss came today, and he brought three beautiful girls with him, and all of them had hot bodies and stunning looks, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
However, he soon discovered that the two beauties standing behind the big boss were the black dancer bodyguards, and he shuddered and dared not look anymore.
But his heart was filled with joy. These big bosses usually didn't know how to play cards; they came here just for fun. Then he'd see how he could manipulate this boss and make a killing from this gambling game. Hehe.
The one on the far right is no ordinary person. He is the famous leader of the Black Tiger Society in the city that never sleeps, nicknamed Black Foot Seven. He manages hundreds of people under his command, and he is holding a beautiful woman in his arms, who is also a black dancer.
This leader of the Black Tiger Society is different. He has undergone prosthetic transformation and replaced his legs with high-tech prosthetics. It is said that he has practiced a set of leg techniques, and if the Black Dancer does not wear dance costume, he can also fight with the Black Dancer.
It's important to note that while War Dancers are incredibly powerful, that doesn't mean humans haven't developed methods to counter them. These methods were initially used by criminal investigation departments, primarily to target criminal dancers, but they somehow spread to society, creating a whole industry chain.
Blackfoot Seven's prosthesis is not an ordinary one. It can emit plasma sound waves from its legs. This kind of thing is very effective in restraining dancers, but it does no harm to the human body. This is why Blackfoot Seven is nicknamed Blackfoot Seven.
In previous gang fights, many black dancers were defeated by his Black Legs, which earned him a reputation of his own. It can be said that his current status was earned by his legs.
Blackfoot Seven took one look at Wu Jie and immediately became interested. He clasped his fists and said to Wu Jie in a shady manner, "This big boss looks unfamiliar. This must be his first time at Sun City Casino today, right?"
Wu Jie's face remained indifferent, showing no emotion. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking. He simply replied calmly, "Yes, yes. Do you mind if I join the game?"
"How could that be? This incense master is eager to welcome the big boss, please come in!" Black Foot Seven has higher status and position than the King of Duizi, and he also has better vision.
Wu Jie had just made such a big commotion at the door, and the little brother he brought with him had already reported the situation at the door to him. Originally, he just wanted to go out for fun today, but he didn't expect to encounter such an interesting thing. He had a vague feeling that something would definitely happen today.
He had already asked his subordinates to investigate the identity of this mysterious boss, but there had been no reply yet. He was very curious. The Black Tiger Society, to which Black Foot Seven belonged, was internationally renowned for its ruthlessness and its membership in the organization included a large number of East Asians, including those from Dragon Country, Country Y, Country X, and so on.
Seeing that Wu Jie also looked East Asian, Blackfoot Seven began to speculate about Wu Jie's identity. He knew almost all the gangs in East Asia. Even if he didn't know all the bosses, there couldn't be a boss like Wu Jie that he didn't know.
The origins of this mysterious boss were unknown, but the black dancers outside the ring were all incredibly beautiful and highly disciplined, a rarity in the underworld. Furthermore, the two dancers following the mysterious boss exuded an air of stability and coolness. One of them even had prosthetic hands and feet, a remarkable feat.
He lowered his head and asked the beautiful woman in his arms, "Xiaohong, what do you think of the strength of these two dancers?"
The dancer known as Xiaohong was already thirty years old. Why, at this age, still dared to become a Black Princess? Wasn't she afraid of going berserk? It was because she was involved in the underworld, and how many of them weren't ruthless to themselves? Unlike those trafficked dancers, Xiaohong was a true gangster. She had spent a fortune to purchase a War Dance Core, ignoring the risk of going berserk due to her age, and had the transplant performed on herself.
She is now a completely different person. Although she is older than other dancers, she has successfully become a dancer. Not only does she have a status in the underworld, but no one dares to do anything to her.
Xiao Hong looked like she hadn't woken up yet. She was wearing a low-cut dress, her huge breasts were eye-catching, and her eyes were full of confusion. She was wearing short shorts, revealing a pair of long, white legs. Her lazy look made Hei Jiao Qi's heart couldn't help but feel aroused again. It seemed that he had to relieve his sexual desire before returning home tonight.
She glanced at Shengyue and Alice, then sneered, "I don't know where these yellow-haired girls came from. Just them? I don't like them."
Blackfoot Seven's face was full of helplessness. This Xiaohong always talked without restraint. Although he had long been accustomed to it, today was different. He could clearly feel that these two women had an aura that ordinary dancers did not have.
That kind of aura, if they were not veterans of the battlefield, they were underworld dancers who had been on the edge of the knife for a long time. He could feel that the strength of these two dancers was definitely extraordinary.
Wu Jie sat down, then glanced at everyone present before slowly saying, "It looks like there's no one else here. How about we play a round between the three of us?"
Stud Poker usually requires 2-5 people to start a game, but now there are only three of them at this table, including him and two others. Although the game can be started, with fewer people, it lacks a bit of excitement.
Ghost Leg Seven chuckled, "Of course, I have no objection. By the way, my name is Black Leg Seven. The gangsters call me Master Seven out of respect. I wonder what this big boss's name is."
That's a good question. As long as someone is willing to ask for your name, it means you've already attracted some attention. Wu Jie smiled slightly, but the smile brought out the scars on his face, making him look a little fierce. "People like to call me Good Boss, because I always do business with integrity. I have a sun above and a sky below. Just call me Boss Hao."
"Good boss, Boss Hao, it really is a good surname." He then clapped his hands, and immediately a waiter came to Wu Jie with a tray holding a bottle of champagne and two high-heeled glasses: "82 Lafite, I'll treat you."
Wu Jie glanced coldly and waved the waiter away with one hand: "Lafei is out of date."
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