At this moment, the three injured Black Dancers also retreated, and Shengyue had no intention of pursuing them. The Black Dancers opened their suitcases, each holding an electromagnetic rifle, and pointed their guns in the direction of Boss Hao, but Black Foot Seven had not yet ordered to open fire.
Blackfoot Seven shouted, "Stop!"
All the Black Tiger Society members who heard the order raised their guns and stopped shooting. For a moment, the entire casino fell silent.
At this moment, everyone saw the current situation clearly. Chen Jintian retreated to the wall under the protection of the dancers he brought with him, and it seemed that he had no intention of intervening in the fight.
The Pair King had disappeared, and there was no sign of him. The most ridiculous thing was Wang Gambling Monster, a fat man, trembling and trembling under the middle gambling table.
There were only a few gamblers left, most of them had fled, and only a few brave ones stayed to continue watching the show.
The reason why Blackfoot Seven called for a ceasefire was because he had a final conversation with Boss Hao. He pulled out his gun, which was equivalent to breaking the rules on his own initiative.
Although Blackfoot Seven was furious, he still retained a bit of his sanity. The Black Tigers had just had a drug factory busted by the Secret Service some time ago, and recently the Black Tigers had strictly ordered all their members to keep a low profile and avoid giving the Secret Service any leverage.
If he used a gun, it would be a provocation to the Secret Service. Plus, Vice President Chang Qingshan was watching from above, so no matter how brave he was, he had to restrain himself.
At least he had to make himself morally superior. No matter what happened next, at least the vice president wouldn't have anything to trouble him about, nor would he let others look down on him, and he wouldn't ruin his reputation.
Blackfoot Seven glanced at his sister who was being pressed under Alice's feet, and winked at the black dancers beside him. The four black dancers immediately took out their guns and surrounded Wu Jie and his group.
At this time, he felt a little relieved and said to Wu Jie: "Boss Hao, I don't want things to develop to this point, but you are going too far."
Having said this, he paused, wanting to see Boss Hao's reaction, but to his disappointment, Boss Hao's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end. So he continued, "I can return the money and apologize, but kneeling is absolutely impossible for me. Boss Hao, you are from Long Country. I believe you have heard the old saying of Long Country: leave a way out for others so that we can meet again in the future."
"You give me an inch today, and I'll give you a foot tomorrow. Boss Hao, why make things so tense? Not only does it hurt the relationship, but it also gets you into trouble. Boss Hao, I believe you didn't come to the City That Never Sleeps just to pick a fight. The city has been quite turbulent lately. If you provoke the police, not only will I be in trouble, but you, Boss Hao, will also be punished."
"How about this? I can give you a little more money, and we'll be even now. Please delete that video, and I'll forget everything you did to me and my sister today. We can sit down and play cards together when we meet again in the future. How about that?"
In fact, at the end of the day, Blackfoot Seven had obviously given in, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Blackfoot Seven was wary of Wu Jie.
Boss Hao was right and morally just. Blackfoot Seven cheated, but he refused to admit it even when given the chance. He was only forced to admit it after being presented with evidence. Later, his sister attacked Boss Hao first, and now she's trying to make a big deal out of a small matter. These things alone are enough to make him lose face.
Even so, Blackfoot Seven was still trying to fight for his last bit of moral integrity, hoping to soften Boss Hao's dominance with a verbal trap. He now looked like he was taking a half-step back, giving people a reluctant feeling, as if he was giving Boss Hao face.
But everyone knew that if Boss Hao agreed at this moment, it would be tantamount to giving in. However, some experienced people in the underworld felt that Black Foot Seven's move might not be a bad idea, because the mysterious Boss Hao had obviously not yet used his full strength, and the twenty black dancers outside had not made any movement yet.
If those twenty black dancers rushed in at once, it would be hard to say who would win or lose. Even if Blackfoot Seven had a gun, what would it matter? Who could guarantee that the other side didn't have any weapons?
That's why Blackfoot Seven chose a seemingly compromise method that seemed to have the best of both worlds. He surrendered, made it impossible for Boss Hao to find an excuse to attack, and at the same time he could gain a slight moral advantage.
But who is Wu Jie? How could he not see through Blackfoot Seven's tricks?
Wu Jie glanced at the guns in the hands of the five black dancers and said with interest, "Oh? Interesting, the old model S-04 electromagnetic rifle?"
As Wu Jie spoke, he pulled out a pair of pistols from his arms and twirled them around in his hands. "This gun in my hand is the latest model, the S-07 electromagnetic pistol. It's many times more powerful than yours."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jie quickly drew his gun and fired. His movements were so fast that only an afterimage was left behind!
Then, the sound of clang clang clang clang was heard, and the guns in the hands of the five dancers, including Xiaohong, were all knocked away by Wu Jie!
The most terrifying thing is that it was Boss Hao who personally drew his gun and shot, and his shooting skills were extremely accurate, without wasting a single bullet!
Boss Hao's display of skill shocked everyone, including Xiao Hong. Is this still human? Boss Hao isn't a war dancer, so how could his reaction be so fast?!
Xiaohong squeezed the empty electromagnetic rifle in her hand, still in disbelief. The dancer was a pervert, one thing, but even the mysterious boss was terrifying. Who were these people?
Wu Jie sat still in his seat, twirling the gun in his hand as he said, "Seventh Master, it's not that I don't give you face, but I already gave you face a long time ago, and you didn't seize the opportunity."
Blackfoot Seven didn't know what to say at this moment. Fighting, he couldn't win, and guns, guns didn't work either. He was completely driven crazy by Boss Hao. What on earth was his conspiracy?
Seeing the time was ripe, Wu Jie slowly stood up, leaving everyone with an extremely tall figure. He said to Black Foot Seven, "If you don't want to lose your sister or your hands, I have a new way out for you. As long as you agree, the grudge between us will be over."
Hearing Wu Jie finally reveal his purpose, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Everything that happened today was so bizarre that he had completely lost his judgment, having never encountered such an unusual situation before.
Hearing that Boss Hao was obviously speaking with a hidden agenda, Blackfoot Seven quickly said, "Boss Hao, please be frank and honest. What exactly is the solution?"
Wu Jie smiled slightly: "Take all your people and join me."
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