I'm In Charge of SCP Chapter 155

Hundreds of thousands of dollars, although not an astronomical figure, it is quite a lot for ordinary people.

In the site 14 site invasion incident, Zhang Jue and Yang Xue frustrated the enemy's conspiracy and indirectly prevented the nuclear bomb explosion. The foundation only rewarded them with RMB 5 million each.

After Zhang Jue made the wrong donation, he still bears his heart on it until now.

But on this night, he didn't hesitate to squeeze all the chips out, and bet on a losing player.

It can only be said that Zhang Jue does not play cards according to routines.

There are some things that you think are important, but in his opinion they are worthless.

There are some things that you don't think are important, but they fight for everything.

Stevenson was so shocked by Zhang Jue that he couldn't speak, thinking that this consultant Zhang was indeed no ordinary person.

The final finale was quite anxious, and the two players fought fiercely for half an hour, and both fell to the ground.

The player Zhang Jue placed the bet fell down for a second first and was disappointed.

He also lost all his money as he wished.

Stevenson saw that Zhang Jue was actually relieved.

It seems that you must lose your money.

If you knew this, you shouldn't win in the first place.

But of course he could not say this.

He just felt that this young Easterner had a unique sense of mystery. Every word he said and everything he did could not be estimated by common sense.

Just like now.

After the last boxing match, the audience began to leave.

Zhang Jue took him and sat on the seat, as if waiting for something.

Stevenson did not ask wittily.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, when the crowd had all dispersed, the waiter appeared in front of them again.

"Two gentlemen, our boss would like to please."

Does the boss invite you?

Stevenson gave Zhang Jue a surprised look.

Obviously he came here for the first time, or was he a way for him. When did Consultant Zhang know the boss here?

Thinking of Zhang Jue's strange behavior before, Stevenson suddenly realized.

This consultant Zhang is using those hundreds of thousands of dollars as a stepping stone.

Won seven games in a row, but lost in the last one.

The purpose of his coming here tonight is not to watch a boxing match or to win money. His only purpose is to meet the boss here!

Stevenson looked at Zhang Jue's back.

Finally know why he was able to become a foundation consultant at a young age.

A seemingly tricky method, but knowledge, courage, and courage are indispensable.

And that boss can see his intentions and agree with him, which also requires a little bit of luck.

However, Stevenson has no doubt that even if the boss does not want to see him, Consultant Zhang must still have a back hand.

The two followed the waiter all the way forward and descended to the fourth floor underground.

Stevenson has come here many times, but it is the first time he knows that there is still a hidden snow area here.

The waiter knocked on the door outside a room, then put the two of them in.

Zhang Jue and Stevenson entered the huge room.

A white man in his 40s or 50s was lying in a chair, with his legs on the front desk, with a cigar in his mouth.

Behind him stood a tall man, topless, more like a black boxer than his bodyguard.

Seeing Zhang Jue and Stevenson come in, he smoked a cigar.

"Is it you want to see me?"

Stevenson took a look and, no surprise, the one in front of him should be the king of the underground here.

He is a Foundation agent and usually hides in the crowd, so he is a little uncomfortable when exposed to others' sight.

The most important thing is that the opponent's aura is very strong.

Probably because he is used to being a superior person, his speech has its own power.

Stevenson glanced at Zhang Jue secretly, and saw the young consultant sniffed and smiled: "Boss, your cigarette is not fake, right?"

"Cough cough cough--"

The boss obviously didn't expect his first question to be answered like this.

He coughed a few times and looked at Zhang Jue coldly: "Boy, you didn't win a few rounds by mistake, and finally lost all of them."

He was sitting, Zhang Jue and Stevenson were standing, but they completely suppressed them from the aura.

But who was Zhang Jue? He looked around, and under Stevenson's surprised gaze, he took out a chair from the corner, placed it in the center of the room, and sat on it.

In this way, he faced the boss face to face.

Regarding the question raised by the boss, Zhang Jue shrugged: "This boss, just those fighters you find, as long as you don't fight fake matches, let's not say more, I can predict eleven times for ten times."

"Pouch."

Hearing what Zhang Jue said was interesting, Stevenson couldn't help but laugh.

He is professionally trained, and unless he can't help it, he usually doesn't laugh.

The boss didn't think it was a nice joke, he squinted his eyes and said, "Boy, you came to me, maybe you just made a joke for your life."

"Of course not." Zhang Jue said, "I just have a question I want to consult. I will leave when I ask, and I won't wait any longer."

The boss vomited a smoke ring: "I don't care about hundreds of thousands of dollars, just to ask a question, am I stupid, or are you stupid?"

Zhang Jue smiled and said, "This can just show my sincerity."

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, the boss looked at him again.

It is impossible to pretend not to be afraid of this emotion.

The boss didn't see any fear in Zhang Jue's eyes.

This young man does not seem simple.

"Tell me, what's your problem?" he said.

"Will Smith." Zhang Jue said, "have you heard of this name."

"so what?"

"I know he is a famous boxer here. I want to know where he is now."

"Heh, are you kidding me?" The boss sneered, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Although he is punching here, I am not his nanny. How would I know where he went? He missed an appointment for my boxing match, and I haven't asked him to settle the account."

"I know you will provide him with a shelter to protect the safety of the fighters, so that the fighters will work for you." Zhang Jue stared into the boss's eyes, "Tell me, where is this place."

The boss's face turned black for an instant: "Where did you hear this?"

It turned out to be true!

Zhang Jue was ecstatic in his heart, but there was no expression on his face: "Just leave it alone, I just want to find him."

"Since you know that there is such a place, you should know the meaning of its existence." The boss's voice became more and more cold, and a murderous intent radiated from him, "Do you think I will tell you? Or, you Think I will let you out of this room?"

As soon as the boss's voice fell~www.mtlnovel.com~ the bodyguard behind him walked under the light.

A height of more than 1.9 meters and a weight of more than 290.

I don't feel it when I stand far away, but when I get close, I feel very oppressive.

Seeing that things seemed to be uncontrollable, Stevenson, who had not spoken, walked in front of Zhang Jue.

"Consultant Zhang, I'll deal with him, you go first."

Stevenson speaks righteously, and seems to have done his best to lead the heroic sense of justice.

However, Zhang Jue did not accept his love at all.

Barak him aside in one hand.

"Hey hey hey, it's almost done. I didn't wait for a **** who didn't have long eyes. I finally got one who brought it to the door by myself, so don't grab it with me, okay."

Chapter end

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