"Nothing, I just don't welcome him here. Believe it or not, with a single word from me, I'll make sure he can't even leave Las Vegas."
Tang Jin spoke the most vicious words with a smile, sending a chill down one's spine.
"You want me to get out?"
Ning Beichen acted as if he had heard something amusing, pointing at his own nose with a look of disbelief.
"That's right, I'm talking about you. I don't welcome you here. Either you leave on your own, or I'll have someone escort you out."
Tang Jin looked at Ning Beichen with disdain.
If they were still in China, he wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous.
But this was Las Vegas, his territory.
And the woman he had longed for had come here. Wasn't this heaven helping him? If he couldn't conquer her this time, then Tang Jin's life would have been lived in vain.
For Tang Jin, did he truly love Liu Yilin? Or was it her ice-cold demeanor that attracted him? Perhaps even Tang Jin himself was unsure.
But to Tang Jin, he only wanted to conquer this woman, to let her know that he had never forgotten the humiliation she had once inflicted on him. He wanted her to know that she was nothing in front of him now, fit only to serve him like a dog.
"Heh heh, no one in all of Las Vegas dares to say that to me. You're quite bold."
Ning Beichen looked at Tang Jin, baring his pearly white teeth.
"Haha, this is utterly ridiculous. Who do you think you are, claiming no one in Las Vegas dares to say that to you? I just said it, so what? Not only did I say it, I'll act on it. Get him out of here, remember, get out!"
Tang Jin laughed loudly.
His uncle had shares in this casino, and he was in charge of managing it for his uncle. Therefore, everyone here treated him with respect. How dare this penniless peasant, who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, speak so arrogantly in front of him? He clearly didn't know how to write the word 'death'.
Did he think this was China?
This was Las Vegas, a place where anything went. Even if he were to be killed in public, no one would bother him.
"Kid, did you hear that? Are you leaving on your own, or do we help you?"
Two bodyguards sneered at Ning Beichen.
"Tang Jin, you... you are despicable and shameless!"
Liu Yilin was so furious that her voice trembled.
"Ning Beichen, let's go. We won't stay here."
Liu Yilin said indignantly.
"He can leave, but you can't. After all, you're my friend, Tang Jin. How could I treat a good friend like this?"
Tang Jin said smugly and without a care.
"Tang Jin, what do you want?"
Liu Yilin hadn't expected Tang Jin to be so despicable. Fortunately, she hadn't been interested in him back then.
"Yilin, you know very well what I want. I love you, I've always loved you, but I can't have you. Do you understand the pain of loving someone but being unable to have her?"
Tang Jin suddenly became ferocious and shouted at Liu Yilin.
"Yilin, I thought I would never have a chance to have you in this lifetime. But now, even heaven is helping me. It has delivered you into my hands."
Tang Jin's eyes blazing with fanaticism, he walked towards Liu Yilin, scaring her into constantly backing away.
At this moment, a warm, large hand rested behind her. Ning Beichen whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. He's nothing more than a scurrying cockroach."
"Cockroach? I'm a cockroach? You're not even a cockroach!"
Tang Jin roared furiously.
"I said you're a cockroach, and you are a cockroach. Oh, and I'll give you back what you just said: without my command, you can't even leave Las Vegas."
Ning Beichen pointed at his nose and said.
"Hahaha, who do you think you are? In Las Vegas, I, Tang Jin, am the sky. Here, I am the king. You live only if I allow you to live."
Tang Jin said arrogantly and domineeringly.
"Make him disappear. I don't want to see him in Las Vegas anymore."
Tang Jin ordered the two bodyguards.
However, just as the two bodyguards were about to make a move, a thunderous applause echoed from upstairs.
"Bang bang bang... Well said, Tang. If you are the king here, then what am I? Your subordinate?"
At this moment, a foreigner with curly hair walked down from upstairs.
Upon seeing this man, Tang Jin's back suddenly felt a chill. His arrogant demeanor vanished instantly. He became as subservient as a pug, hastily nodding and bowing to the man.
"Mr. Smith, I was just talking nonsense. I was reprimanding a fellow countryman of mine; he's a very annoying person."
Tang Jin explained nervously to the foreigner.
This foreigner was the true owner of the casino. Although his uncle had shares, those shares were less than five percent, far from comparable to the wealth and power this man wielded. If there was a king, then he was the true king of Las Vegas.
"Heh heh, but in my eyes, you are not even worth a finger of Mr. Ning. Tang, I am very disappointed in you. I allowed you to manage here out of respect for your uncle, not for you to cause trouble for me."
The foreigner said to Tang Jin with extreme displeasure.
"Mr. Smith, I apologize. I shouldn't have disturbed you. It's my fault. I'll have someone throw him out right now."
Tang Jin hastily said to Smith.
Just as the two bodyguards were about to act, two gunshots rang out. The two bodyguards were already dead.
The one who acted was a tall Russian beauty, Smith's bodyguard.
This woman, who looked like a pretty vase, killed without batting an eye. Blood splattered onto Tang Jin's face, scaring him into a terrified scream.
"I said, in Las Vegas, you're not even worth a finger of Mr. Ning. No, not even your uncle is worth a finger of Mr. Ning."
Smith glanced not at the dead bodyguards. For someone like him, countless people disappeared at his hands every year.
"Old Ghost, long time no see."
Ning Beichen walked towards Smith, and the two embraced, leaving Tang Jin stunned and trembling with fear.
"Ning, why didn't you inform me you were coming to Las Vegas? If my subordinates hadn't told me in time, I would have missed the chance to meet you."
Smith said to Ning Beichen with a hint of complaint.
"I'm here on business this time and will be leaving soon, so I didn't want to disturb your life."
Ning Beichen replied.
"Ning, that's not being a good friend. No matter how important things I have, they are not as important as meeting you."
Smith said.