Chapter 399 - 360: The Mexican Gang’s Potential Threat

So when Wu Yun emerged from the glass room on the floor, the audience members who hadn’t left yet were all looking at him as if he were the God of Gamblers.

Ayaka Sanji excitedly threw herself into Wu Yun’s arms. "Wu Yunsang! You were absolutely amazing!"

She followed up with a spontaneous kiss before continuing, "That game was so nerve-wracking. I was so worried when you were losing so much at the beginning."

Wu Yun patted Ayaka Sanji’s head and said smugly, "Who do you think I am?"

Wu Yun looked at Wei Wu and the other two bodyguards, as well as Wang Hao, as they walked over.

Thanks to his Master Level Poker skill, Wu Yun’s focus and ability to read people had improved immensely, so he immediately noticed the subtle look of worry that flashed across Wang Hao’s face.

Adding that to the fact that two of his bodyguards were missing, Wu Yun knew instantly that something was up.

But this wasn’t the place to talk. Just then, the casino manager for this section walked over, followed by several burly men.

"Mr. Wu, here are your checks!" The manager produced two checks. One was for Wu Yun’s own buy-in, and the other was for his winnings tonight—22 million US dollars!

The manager then added, "Mr. Wu, we’ve already arranged your seats for the bare-knuckle boxing match tomorrow. Charlie will deliver the passes to your suite in the morning."

A curious expression appeared on Wu Yun’s face. "How does the betting work for the bare-knuckle fights tomorrow?" he asked.

The manager thought for a moment before explaining, "There will be sixteen bare-knuckle fighters in total. They will draw lots on-site for one-on-one matches until only the strongest remains."

"There will be all sorts of bets you can place—single matches, parlays, and so on. You can think of it like soccer betting. The casino acts as the house."

"Of course, you can also make side bets with other wealthy guests. The casino doesn’t interfere with those, but we do collect a certain commission, just like today."

"There’s also an entertainment segment after the tournament. If you have a grudge against someone, you can challenge them to a real man’s duel. Or you can have your subordinates fight it out in a wagered match!"

Hearing this, Wu Yun couldn’t help but smile, and Wei Wu and the others all grew excited as well.

Seeing that Wu Yun had no more questions, the manager took his leave with his men.

Once Wu Yun and his group returned to the hotel, he had Ayaka Sanji go back to her room first before turning his attention to Wei Wu and the others.

"What happened? Wang Hao, what’s with that look on your face?" Wu Yun was still in a pretty good mood, so he asked with a smile.

Wei Wu stepped forward, patted Wang Hao’s shoulder, and said with a smile, "Boss, it’s probably because the money you won tonight is a little too hot to handle."

Startled, Wu Yun asked, "Is it the casino? That can’t be. This amount of money is a drop in the ocean for them. They wouldn’t tarnish their reputation over something so trivial."

As he said this, understanding dawned on Wu Yun. "Are you saying one of the people I played against wants to make a move on me?"

Wu Yun instantly had someone in mind, and Wei Wu’s next words confirmed his suspicion. "Exactly! Boss, do you remember that Black man in the sunglasses? He was likely a professional hired by the Mexican Gang. But he lost all the money, so I imagine his fate isn’t going to be a pleasant one."

"I already sent Hawkeye and Poison Thorn to tail them. I expect they’ll have results soon!" As he spoke, Wei Wu, to be on the safe side, sent a text message instead of calling them.

They were all used to keeping their phones on vibrate or using Bluetooth headsets, so it wouldn’t compromise the mission.

Soon, Wei Wu received a reply from Hawkeye.

"Boss! They’re on their way back and will be here any minute!"

Wu Yun nodded. He didn’t feel the least bit tense. He smiled at Wang Hao and said, "Relax, they’re just small-time thugs. If worse comes to worst, we’ll just eliminate them beforehand. I refuse to believe these people don’t have enemies of their own."

Wu Yun then asked, "Wei Wu, tell me what you saw today."

Wei Wu nodded and began to recount what had happened outside the poker room.

As Wei Wu was explaining, the doorbell rang.

Wang Hao was about to get up and open the door but was pushed back down by Da Xiong.

Da Xiong gave Caviar a look, and with perfect coordination, both men pulled out their pistols from their jackets and chambered a round.

Meanwhile, Wei Wu dashed into another room and came running back out with an M4A1 slung over his body and two more rifles in his hands.

Da Xiong and Caviar easily caught the rifles he tossed them and quickly chambered a round.

Then, Da Xiong, with his back flat against the wall to the side of the door, called out loudly, "Who is it?"

"It’s me! Hawkeye!" Da Xiong didn’t lower his guard, instead opening the door just a crack.

Hawkeye pushed the door open and stepped inside. He was stunned for a second when he saw Da Xiong and Caviar on high alert on either side of the door, but he quickly understood the situation.

Hawkeye closed the door behind him and said with a laugh, "Relax, guys! The surveillance paid off."

Only after hearing this did the men lower their guard.

"So? What’s the situation?" Wu Yun, who now understood the root of the problem, stood up and asked with a smile.

Hawkeye replied with a relaxed expression, "From what we can see, there are about twenty of them in total, mostly Mexicans. But judging by the way they carry themselves, they’re all carrying at least one handgun."

"They’re staying at the MGM Hotel now, but as for their exact location, we couldn’t find out."

Poison Thorn added, "Boss, that Black man who was at your table today had to be helped out of the car. It looked like he was definitely tortured in there."