Who is higher, Ace or Two?
What kind of question is that?
As old pros, no one stepped forward. Victor glanced at his watch, irritated, "What? You've been running casinos for so long, don't tell me you don't know?"
"Whatever Mr. Victor says is the highest, is the highest!" a skinny guy at the very front suddenly blurted out.
Casare's eyes widened in shock.
Who the fuck said that? Don't they know that only I can decide Vic's orders?
"No backbone at all, take him out and shoot him." Victor furrowed his brow, he hated smooth talkers the most.
"I'll do it!"
Casare pushed aside the police officer in charge and leapt forward, delivering a flying kick to the skinny guy's belly, nearly forcing the man's eyeballs to pop out, then grabbed his hair and dragged him outside.
What do you think you are!
Trying to suck up to me the same way?
"Any other answers?" Victor asked the casino bosses, seeing their hesitant looks, "Then I'll choose for you."
