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Zhang Yang arrived at the hospital, where Shen Zhiyu was lying in bed reading a book, and coincidentally, Luo Huasheng was also there.
"Where have you been?" Shen Zhiyu immediately asked upon seeing Zhang Yang.
"Don't ask me first, what exactly happened to you?" Zhang Yang inquired. "It's nothing serious, just a minor injury, I'll be fine soon. But you need to tell me why you were looking for me; otherwise, I won't tell you what happened to me." Shen Zhiyu surprisingly smiled.
"Mr. Luo," Zhang Yang sighed and said to Luo Huasheng, "actually, I've already dropped out of school. I was planning to come and withdraw from the Heavenly Mechanism Group."
"Huh?" Luo Huasheng was taken aback but quickly regained his composure. "If you've really made up your mind, I won't force you. Everyone has their own aspirations. However, I must treat you to a meal; don't think that just because you're an intern, you haven't done a lot!"
"Mr. Luo is overpraising me," Zhang Yang chuckled and then turned to Shen Zhiyu. "Now tell me, what's going on? No, first tell me what kind of injury you have!"
"It's quite scary when you say it like that, but it's really nothing. A bullet penetrated my chest. I'm lucky; it didn't hit my heart or lungs, so it's basically just a regular penetrating injury," Shen Zhiyu laughed.
"Damn, who did this?" Zhang Yang clenched his fists.
It turned out that a corrupt tycoon from a certain province had fled with over a hundred million dollars to the Netherlands in Europe. The mission of the Heavenly Mechanism Group was to investigate this corrupt tycoon. Originally, Shen Zhiyu had contacted an informant in the Netherlands and was about to uncover the situation regarding this corrupt tycoon. However, during the investigation, they were ambushed by local gang forces. Among the three members of Shen Zhiyu's team, two comrades were killed, while Shen Zhiyu miraculously survived.
Shen Zhiyu's surgery was performed in the Netherlands, and after being discharged from the hospital, he returned to Shanzhou. Luo Huasheng was worried and insisted that Shen Zhiyu stay hospitalized in Shanzhou for further observation. Meanwhile, new personnel had already been dispatched to the Netherlands. Now it was not just about the corrupt tycoon; local gang forces were involved as well, complicating matters significantly.
"Since I'm leaving, I might as well take on this last mission," Zhang Yang suddenly said while looking at Shen Zhiyu.
"No way, it's too dangerous," Luo Huasheng firmly replied.
"Aren't you supposed to thank me? Mr. Luo, I've never been abroad before; consider this mission a perk," Zhang Yang smiled.
"He’s lucky; I think it’s fine." This time, Shen Zhiyu did not oppose but instead supported Zhang Yang's case to Luo Huasheng.
"Alright then." After pondering for a moment, Luo Huasheng finally agreed.
Zhang Yang quickly called Zong Lingxu and Chu Ruoxi to explain the situation. Both were reluctant for Zhang Yang to go on such an adventure but ultimately could not refuse him. Moreover, this time Zhang Yang was avenging Shen Zhiyu; it was an act of loyalty and responsibility that made Zong Lingxu and Chu Ruoxi feel it would be hard to decline.
Zhang Yang's passport and various procedures were completed quickly. He scheduled his departure for Yanjing the next day and then a direct flight from Yanjing to Amsterdam, the capital of the Netherlands.
That night, Zhang Yang, Zong Lingxu, and Chu Ruoxi had dinner together. Strangely, Zong Lingxu and Chu Ruoxi seemed to get along very well and often teamed up against Zhang Yang. Watching the two of them, Zhang Yang suddenly realized something: he had never truly understood Ding Weiwei. She was a girl with strong opinions, or rather, he simply couldn't handle her; breaking up might not be a bad thing after all.
However, after the breakup, such events occurred that made it difficult for him to free himself from guilt.
Seeing Zhang Yang suddenly become melancholic, Zong Lingxu and Chu Ruoxi guessed what was on his mind and began to advise him to stay safe after arriving in the Netherlands. "Here." Zong Lingxu took out a card. "Feel free to use it."
Zhang Yang accepted it without hesitation.
The next day at noon, Zhang Yang was already on a flight from Yanjing to Amsterdam. Luo Huasheng had informed him that upon arriving in Amsterdam, he could contact a colleague named Shadow Hunter.
On the plane, Zhang Yang briefly calculated that since the other party was part of a gang and acted ruthlessly, and given that he was unfamiliar with the area, if he wanted to take revenge for Shen Zhiyu, he could only rely on surprise tactics.
Upon arriving in Amsterdam, Zhang Yang first went to the hotel he had booked and then called Shadow Hunter.
"Mr. Luo has informed me. We have also identified the forces behind the attack on Manager Shen. However, their influence is significant. I am mobilizing relevant resources; this is not Huaxia, so we must not interfere with each other. Be careful," Shadow Hunter's voice was low and hoarse.
"Okay. Send me the information about their forces," Zhang Yang replied.
"I'll send it to your phone shortly," Shadow Hunter said before hanging up.
Soon, Zhang Yang received a message on his phone. The group that ambushed Shen Zhiyu belonged to the 5W Gang, the largest gang in Amsterdam and indeed the biggest in the Netherlands, which almost monopolized arms, drugs, and gambling businesses in the country.
The famous Torch Casino in Amsterdam was one of the 5W Gang's properties.
After reading this information, Zhang Yang took a taxi straight to Torch Casino. The casino was a six-story building that operated around the clock without closing. After carefully examining the layout, Zhang Yang walked into the casino and bought ten thousand dollars worth of chips.
As he walked around with the chips, Zhang Yang noticed that Torch Casino offered various gambling options, including a simple number guessing game.
The number guessing game involved a large Roulette filled with numbers from 1 to 100. Before shaking the Roulette, players placed their bets; if they guessed correctly, they would win according to the initially set odds; if not, all bets would go to the Banker.
Zhang Yang observed closely that behind this large Roulette was a massive bearing powered by an electric motor that spun very quickly. It took several minutes for it to come to a stop after being activated, and each time it stopped, the pointer could only point at one number. This made it very thrilling but also meant that winning odds were quite low.
Zhang Yang activated the spiritual energy in his hand and felt that everything should be fine. He glanced at the current betting options, where the highest odds were 3, with a payout of 100. In fact, these odds were displayed randomly, ranging from 1 to 100.
Zhang Yang speculated that the Banker could control the Roulette, so the high payout numbers were certainly avoiding those that would result in a loss. This meant that the highest payout number, 3, was impossible to win. Of course, many gamblers in the casino had noticed this and were betting on lower odds.
Zhang Yang smiled slightly and took out $5,000 in chips, placing them on number 3.
A few minutes later, the pointer actually stopped at number 3.
"He won $500,000!" someone exclaimed nearby. However, a Dealer standing not far from the Roulette showed a look of confusion; he had already set it up, and the result should not have been number 3—how could this happen?
Zhang Yang had indeed cheated; as the spinning slowed down, he used his spiritual energy to control the Roulette from a distance.
As it restarted and new odds were set, this time the highest payout number was 33. "It seems I have a connection with 3 today; I'll bet $500,000 on 33," Zhang Yang said in English. Although his English was average, he managed to convey this simple sentence without issue.
The people around him naturally understood what he said and couldn't help but gasp again.
"This Eastern Kid has gone crazy!" The Dealer reached into his pocket and grasped the remote control tightly.
This time, when the Roulette nearly stopped at 66, it suddenly spun again and finally landed on 33. It seemed like it could have gone to 34 but came to an abrupt stop instead. The Dealer fumbled in his pocket but to no avail!
"Dammit!" the Dealer cursed directly.
"$50 million!" The crowd around the Roulette erupted in excitement; even gamblers playing other games began to gather around. No one had ever won this much money playing Roulette! This was a game controlled by the Banker, and if you lost, the Banker would have to pay. Many who came to win money at casinos played games where the Banker acted as a referee and took a cut; thus they were essentially winning from other gamblers without any tricks from the Banker.
However, in big Roulette games like this one, it was clear that it was a money-making machine for the Banker—who had ever won so much?
Zhang Yang was waiting for the next round of Roulette to start when a tall White Man approached him. "Sir, may I borrow you for a moment?" he said in fluent Chinese, though not very polished; he should have said "borrow a moment," but he phrased it as "borrow a way."
The White Man was robust and had a dark gaze, reminiscent of James Bond. Zhang Yang intended to attract his attention and nodded before stepping aside with him.
"You can take this $50 million with you, but I hope you won't cause any trouble here. You need to understand this is a five W venue," the White Man said in a low voice. Although he still spoke Chinese, he pronounced "five W" in English slowly and clearly.
"Is making money just causing trouble?" Zhang Yang said clearly and slowly.
The White Man was about to speak when he suddenly perked up his ears. Zhang Yang noticed that there was a small earpiece in his ear.
"Sir, our Boss would like to meet you. I wonder if you are interested?" the White Man said.
"Lead the way," Zhang Yang replied succinctly.
The White Man took Zhang Yang to the sixth floor and knocked on the door of an office. Upon entering, Zhang Yang saw an older White Man with blonde hair and blue eyes sitting behind a large desk, a cigar in his mouth. "Young man, you are quite impressive."
The man's Chinese was clearly not very good; he spoke the first part in English and the latter part "you are quite impressive" in Chinese, though he pronounced "impressive" with a fourth tone.
"This is our Boss," the White Man beside Zhang Yang said.
"Just call me Vincent," the older White Man said. According to the information, this man was indeed the leader of the 5W Gang, Vincent. The gang was named because the first letters of the names of its five founders all started with "W."
Zhang Yang did not expect that the leader Vincent would be at Torch Casino.
"You are the leader of the 5W Gang?" Zhang Yang smiled. "Impudent!" the White Man snapped. Just then, four muscular men in Black Suits rushed in from outside, all drawing guns and aiming them at Zhang Yang.
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