Chapter 508

Luo Jiefu walked up the steps under the guidance of the staff carrying a suitcase; those guys who looked like welcomers and security guards only sent him to the end of the red carpet.

Further inside, it was not the scope of their work.

Although the existence of these people, besides welcoming guests, was also to protect the safety of the casino, for the rich, seeing some people who didn't belong to them shaking around with weapons would trigger their anxiety.

Inside the entire casino, where there were gambling tables, there were no security guards, only waiters, dealers, and escort girls.

When Luo Jiefu's first foot stepped into the lobby, a girl who looked only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, wearing a red long dress and looking sweet, naturally held Luo Jiefu's arm and led him to the counter.

The main work of these escort girls is to accompany guests to spend a pleasant night; the casino will tell guests that they do not provide escort services.

But it will also tell guests that if guests use their charm to move the escort girls, then they can take them away.

There is nothing more worth making these middle-aged men happy than winning money while harvesting a young and beautiful girl who admires them in every way!

The income of escort girls mainly comes from this aspect.

Tips, and overnight fees.

It is said that the most time, a girl just slept with her client in a hotel for one night and got an overnight fee of twenty thousand dollars!

This also made the quality of the escort girls here higher and higher; they might be college students, enterprise management elite white-collar workers, or middle-class housewives who need some extra income...

Before getting close to the counter, the two girls at the counter bowed to Luo Jiefu.

"Good evening, sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

They were standing, standing all the time.

In such an occasion, there is no reason for noble clients to stand while humble staff sit, so there are no chairs in the counter; everyone must stand, and stand for six hours.

Standing for six hours every day brought them an income of about fifty dollars a month; it seems that this is a very hard but low-income job.

However, the fact is not so; the wage income here is only the most insignificant part; the real income comes from tips.

From the ten-dollar or twenty-dollar bills carried by guests, to the chips with a minimum denomination of one hundred dollars, if lucky, the number of tips they get every month is ten times or dozens of times their income.

If they are willing to pay some extra, the income is even higher.

They don't need anyone to urge them; they will treat every guest as God.

The gentleman who came in had a suitcase in his hand; he put the suitcase on the counter and pushed it in, "Change to chips."

The counter girl quickly opened the suitcase; it was all twenty-dollar bills, each stack had one hundred, which was two thousand dollars.

There are... twenty stacks here, which is forty thousand dollars.

Forty thousand dollars is a lot of gambling funds in other places, but here, it's not much.

Soon the chips were exchanged according to Luo Jiefu's requirements; Luo Jiefu noticed that they put the empty suitcase aside and numbered it "membership number"; there were quite a lot of boxes there!

"It seems there are quite a lot of people tonight."

The counter girl spread the counted chips on the red velvet pad, and after asking the guest to confirm, she put them into the chip box, "Yes, today is the weekend, there are many people at night!"

"These are your chips."

The guest dropped a twenty-dollar tip, carried the chip box, and entered the casino amidst the girl's thanks.

He came to the window on the second floor and lit a cigarette...

Lanse saw Luo Jiefu smoking by the window through the telescope; he pulled the headgear down, and patted the driver's seat.

The modified convoy broke through the curtain of shadow from the dark alley and killed into the moonlight; there were still cars on the street at night, as lively as the day; this somewhat strange convoy attracted the attention of some passersby.

But when they entered the Koda Club, the attention dropped significantly.

Rich people are always like this, doing some unexpected things.

Five cars lined up outside the club's gate; the employee responsible for welcoming guests was stunned, but still very responsibly greeted them.

Before he could get close, the car doors were all opened; he hadn't had time to react, his face was full of astonishment, and Lanse, who got off the car, raised his hand and fired a shot.

The weapon was equipped with a silencer; the people on the steps were hit one after another in the low-decibel gunfire of "pfft-pfft-pfft" and rolled down the steps.

Lanse walked up the steps while glancing at his watch, tapping the surface.

From now on, seven minutes!

He walked in the front, crossing two or three steps with one stride, and others followed closely behind, each holding weapons with silencers.

Holding weapons with silencers is to delay the possibility of being discovered and reported as much as possible.

In this situation, even if you can fight for ten seconds or twenty seconds more, it might be the distance of running one more street corner than the police and the Koda family's pursuers.

A street corner, maybe it is the key to shaking off the pursuers.

On the side of the magnificent and tall gate, several security guards in casino uniforms were walking toward this side; they were stunned when they saw the people wearing headgear rushing up; their hands hadn't touched their clothes, let alone their waist weapons, and they fell to the ground and rolled down.

When Lanse rushed into the main gate, although some staff were looking out, they didn't have any sense of crisis and didn't notice anything.

This is the casino of the Koda family; no one would be blind enough to come here to find trouble!

Until they saw these thugs holding guns rush in.

Allen rushed to the counter, stuck the explosives on the glass wall, turned on the switch, and others hid one after another.

Before the staff in the counter realized what had happened, the sound of the explosion sounded suddenly!

The custom-made bulletproof glass curtain wall shattered into a white wall in an instant under the impact of the explosion, and at the same time, the place where the explosives were stuck was directly blown into a big hole!

Glass fragments flew everywhere.

At the same time, the alarm bell rang suddenly.

This is not an underground casino; this is a legal federal casino with a license, the kind that pays taxes.

It, like a bank, has a very reliable alarm system—

The alarm system was researched when the telephone was invented; you only need to press a button, and the electrical signal is sent to the office on duty specifically at the police station.

They will call to ask if it was accidentally touched; if it was accidentally touched, the staff on duty will cancel the alarm.

If it was not accidentally touched, the police station will send police officers to the scene.

If the phone can't get through, they will also arrange for police officers to check.

Banks, financial enterprises, and places where large amounts of cash may enter and exit are all connected to such an alarm system.

The moment the alarm bell rang, the police station had already received the report, and they would arrive here soon!

Lanse had thick gloves on his left hand; after tearing off a piece of glass residue that was about to fall, he took the lead into the counter.

In the counter and behind the vault, people reacted, and immediately someone wanted to push the vault door to close the vault, but it was a bit late; Lanse raised his hand and shot, and one by one they were shot and fell.

Many people always choose the wrong behavior at the wrong time; for some companies, it is actually not worth it.

It was only a few seconds, and the vault door was controlled.

At the same time, people outside opened the counter door, and they pushed two small carts and ran in.

Lanse grabbed a travel bag on the small cart, pulled the zipper, and threw it to his feet, grabbed the travel bag with one hand, and swept the money stacked neatly on the table into the bag with the other hand.

The young people who followed in were shocked by this scene, a room full of money, and gold bars!

They immediately joined the team of grabbing money!

Shi Dong upstairs was checking this month's account book; suddenly he felt the house under his feet shake.

The sound insulation of the room was very good; he didn't hear the explosion, but he immediately frowned.

He walked to the window and took a look; many people in the casino lobby were moving toward the door; it seemed something had happened.

But the position he was in couldn't see; he immediately picked up the phone, "What happened below?"

The voice in the receiver was full of panic and uneasiness, and some gunfire could be heard, "Someone used a bomb to blow open the counter..."

"Fuck!"

"Let someone stop them!"

The person who answered the phone was stunned; how to stop?

Use the body to stop?

"We are trying!"

"Fuck!" Shi Dong felt terrible; he ran back behind the desk, took out the spare pistol and magazine from the drawer, kicked the door open, and ran toward the stairs.

The elevator needs a while; now it's not as fast as running.

The lobby was already in a mess; gunfire was the thing these rich people were most afraid of!

They have money, power, and social status; they live in this world to enjoy life!

And bullets, just happen to be able to take away everything they have!

Looking at the panicked and frightened customers, and looking at the door where the crossfire was taking place, Shi Dong could only grit his teeth and start to soothe these guests.

He knew very well that even if he went to the door, he couldn't change anything.

He is not a superhero who can face the bullets that can kill him.

He is not a super sharpshooter, every bullet can take away an enemy.

He is just an ordinary gang leader, his marksmanship is not very accurate, and he can't resist one or two bullets; his joining the battlefield not only can't bring direct change, but might make the situation worse—

Those security guards and gunmen need to be distracted to take care of him; after all, if he dies, Gao Li and Bandi will go crazy!

At this time, the travel bag at Lanse's feet was almost full; he pulled the zipper and threw it back into the car, and then the second bag.

In the vault were tables, piled with neatly stacked banknotes; the whole space was filled with the smell of money corruption!

He took time to look at his watch; there was still a minute and a half of safety time...

Four police cars came out of the police station and drove quickly toward the club; they sounded the alarm, and many cars on the road took the initiative to pull over.

This actually has nothing to do with the quality of federal people; they just don't want to cause trouble—

If the failure to stop the crime is caused by them not taking the initiative to give way, it is possible that the prosecutor or the victim will send them to court.

They are afraid of becoming defendants and having to take out a large amount of money to respond to the lawsuit, so they take the initiative to avoid it; it is not that they have a high spiritual realm.

However, in the world outside the Federation, they will say that this is the noble sentiment cultivated by the sweet air.

A thin man took a big gulp of alcohol; he was like a bamboo pole, so thin that he was out of shape.

But he had a big belly, and the skin on his belly was stretched so tight because of the huge size that the blood vessels could be clearly seen.

Alcohol entered his throat, his eyes were slightly red; he looked at the police lights from far to near and stepped on the accelerator to death.

When the big truck and the police car were about to pass each other, he slammed the steering wheel!

The head of the truck turned sharply, carrying a truckload of heavy goods and hitting the first police car.

The driver of the police car couldn't react; he was hit face-to-face.

The carriage started to compress and squeeze in an instant; sparks flashed on the ground, and even the police cars behind were rear-ended and stopped together.

In the end, the train hit the telephone booth on the side of the road with the first police car; even so, the front wheels were still turning constantly...

The two young people on the side of the road took a look and left silently, leaving only a few police officers who crawled out of the police car, covered in blood, shocked and confused, asking for help there.

The police officer soon reported the news here to the police station, and the police radio immediately started dispatching; some police officers went to support the car accident scene, and others went to support the casino.

Obviously, these things are very likely to be related!

In the casino, several large bags of money were piled on the small cart, and another cart was piled with quite a few gold bars; Lanse looked at his watch, and the time was almost up.

He said "withdraw," and everyone stopped immediately, threw things onto the small cart, and walked outside.

Lanse walked at the end; he stood at the door, picked up a Molotov cocktail placed at the door, lit it, and threw it into the vault, and then the second, the third...

A big fire started in the entire vault in an instant; the raging flames ignited all the banknotes that had not been taken away in time, and even some artworks!

Some gamblers who were anxious to lose would also take the artworks at home to exchange for chips.

The casino provides art mortgage services, but the price will not be very high.

The raging flames swallowed everything inside; Lanse took one last look and left pushing the cart without looking back.

Finally, Lanse took out two grenades and threw them into the lobby, blocking the pursuers.

The violent explosion finally made people realize that the casino was being robbed!

They rushed down the steps, threw the travel bags into the car, pushed the cart with gold bars directly into the car, and the five cars turned around and drove outside immediately...

Hunter was alarmed by the police station's phone call just after finishing the social engagement at night; he directly asked the police officer to drive him to the Koda family's casino; the scene was already in a mess.

About ten minutes after he arrived here, Bandi and Gao Li also arrived here with the smell of alcohol.

When Bandi got off the car, the fire in the vault had been extinguished.

Three fire trucks poured water into the vault; the fire didn't last long before it was extinguished.

Bandi looked down at the water flowing down from the steps and a piece of banknote fragment the size of a thumb.

Its surroundings had all been burned to ashes, leaving only a "20" clearly visible; he bent down and picked up this "residual currency" of twenty dollars from the water, "How much did we lose?"

Shi Dong felt some fear for the first time; he didn't know how to answer this question.

Another car also stopped on the side; Fleming also came over with the smell of alcohol; he looked at everything in front of him and couldn't believe it, "What happened?"

Only now, no one could answer his question.

Shi Dong said with his head down, "About five or six million, and some artworks and gold..."

Bandi's body swayed, and Gao Li immediately supported him so he didn't fall; if he measured his blood pressure now, he would find that his blood pressure had exploded!

Actually, the money Lanse and the others took away didn't count as much in the entire loss; the real loss was the fire Lanse set before leaving, which directly burned the remaining banknotes and artworks almost completely.

This was not just a simple matter of losing seven or eight or eight or nine million; they lost this money, which means this money is already lost.

At the same time, they also need to pay at least two or three million in "gambling funds" tonight; those guests who exchanged chips with money will definitely ask to exchange chips back into cash soon!

They also have to take out an extra sum of money to redeem these chips; their loss is huge!

After more than ten seconds, Bandi's situation was slightly better, "Who did it?"

Hunter, who was standing on the side, also concentrated his attention again, listening secretly with his ears pricked up.

"Not clear, they wore headgear, no one spoke, and no one saw who they were."

"However, I suspect..." Shi Dong looked at Bandi, "... it is possible that Lanse and the others did it."

Bandi frowned, understood the whole process, and he already had a guess; in fact, everyone had a guess—the Lanse family.

Only they were most likely to do this; the Koda family has stood in New Jincheng for so many years; apart from the early days when someone dared to challenge them, no one has tried to challenge them for many years.

If there is anyone who can break the rules of this city, then there is only one possibility: Lanse and his people!

Bandi turned to look at Hunter; Hunter was a bit embarrassed because he was very close to this group of people, obviously eavesdropping.

"Did you hear it?"

"We have a suspect; the thing you should do most now is to catch them!"

(End of chapter)