When a person was used to heartache and despair, they would become numb. She was just an assassin with no hope and no future. There was only one outcome for her, and that was to fail in a mission and die.
Or perhaps, there was still an unyielding love burning behind the irresistible love. That was why she was willing to sink into it again and again…
Two years later, a charming, cold, and graceful woman dressed in a sapphire blue sequined tight-fitting evening gown shuttled through the entertainment venues of Las Vegas. The bright lights shone on the woman's delicate and fair skin, and the people passing by could not help but swallow their saliva when they saw the white back of the woman's dress.
The woman sneered mockingly and ignored the countless envious gazes behind her. Her cold and emotionless eyes were fixed on the bald, short, and fat man who was sitting in the south of Table 13. This was the target of Mu Chenxue's first mission today-Pang Yong.
Pang Yong's fat belly was almost bursting out of his branded striped shirt. He wore six rings on his ten dark, short, and thick fingers. Four of them were inlaid with dazzling gems in four colors. He was afraid that others would not know that he was rich. He held a cigar between his right index finger and middle finger, taking a puff from time to time. He pretended to smoke as if he had good taste, but it only showed his vulgar side in front of others.
Pang Yong was in the hotel industry and could be considered a rich man with a net worth of more than one billion yuan. However, he was addicted to gambling and often took his mistress to Macau or Las Vegas to gamble.
Mu Chenxue coldly watched Pang Yong gamble there. From time to time, she would turn her head and tease her mistress who was sitting beside her. He subconsciously touched the miniature silenced pistol hidden under his clothes. After all, it was his first time killing someone. It was impossible to say that he was not nervous.
He waited quietly for the best opportunity to strike. Pang Yong was very straightforward. Soon, he had lost all the chips in front of him. He added a few more chips in succession. Seeing that he lost more and more, his expression became uglier and uglier, and his temper became more and more irritable. It seemed that his luck tonight was extremely bad.
Mu Chenxue coldly recalled Pang Yong's information. This man was addicted to gambling and even had three or four mistresses. He was about to lose one billion yuan. His wife and daughter, on the other hand, were living on a tight budget. Last month, his daughter's school fees had been raised by his wife, who had to endure the disdainful looks from her relatives and borrow some money from them. However, this gambling-obsessed man was spending money on his mistresses outside, but he was unwilling to allocate a little to his wife and daughter's life and school…
Pang Yong violently pushed his mistress away from him. He stood up and pulled his tie as he walked out of the VIP room in frustration. Mu Chenxue raised a faint sneer. She did not need to guess to know that Pang Yong must have gone to borrow money from a loan shark.
There would be such a VIP room in every casino in the city. To put it bluntly, the people who often came here to gamble would never win money. They would often lose everything. Those who lost until their eyes were red would always enter the VIP room in an attempt to recoup their losses or even become rich overnight...
Reality proved that these were all wishful thinking.
Mu Chenxue looked at Pang Yong, who was sweating profusely. His fierce-looking face was filled with excitement and anxiety. Suddenly, the image of her father, Shen Nianshu's hateful and shameful face appeared in her mind.
The shadow of her childhood flashed past her eyes, and the unbearable past haunted her like a demon. Her mother's warm and sweet blood lingered at the tip of her nose…#Cancel all reviews: wdd201302 Time:111420185:55PM
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