Chapter 456 The professor takes action. This is the chess game between me and Su Ming.

In a high-end villa in the northern suburbs of New York.

Although the original owner of the house has moved away, the cross in the middle of the living room and the various Bibles in the bookcase have already shown who the owner of the villa is.

The house where the professor has lived for more than ten years was once the most important core base of the poker organization.

But now... there is no professor in the villa, only other members of the poker organization headed by K, who are temporarily staying here waiting for follow-up arrangements.

At this time.

After reading the latest media reports, Q looked at K, who was angry and vicious beside him, sighed secretly in his heart, and then spoke.

"K."

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"I saw the latest media reports."

"It says that a fierce exchange of fire occurred at the ramp of the Villanova Bridge a few hours ago, resulting in two deaths."

"The New York Police Department announced that this was a criminal arrest operation, and no other matters can be disclosed."

"From the exposed pictures of the scene, No. 8 should have found that he had no way to escape Su Ming's pursuit, so he chose to detonate the grenade himself to save our poker organization."

"So we can't let No. 8 down for the choice he made with his life, and we must find a way to avoid the follow-up investigation of the group of dogs."

Hearing this.

K, whose heart is now filled with anger, looked at Q coldly and asked seriously.

"Hide? Hide?"

"Number 8, our family, our most important brother, was just cornered by Su Ming, the dog."

"In a desperate situation, in order to protect the rest of us, he chose to end his life with a grenade, and died just like that, without leaving a word!"

"As a result, Q, you told me to hide quickly now?"

"Don't you think... we should find an opportunity to take revenge, let those dogs pay a painful enough price, let them pay blood debt with blood, is the most appropriate way to do it?"

"By the way, do you have any information about those dogs? When we fired at the police car before, did we leave those damn dogs?"

The voice fell.

Q briefly browsed other news again, then shook his head slightly and answered.

"No."

"There are no reports about the location of the abandoned factory, nor are there any police casualties."

"However, I think there must be casualties among those dogs. Under that kind of firepower, it is impossible that nothing happened."

"It's just that the New York police hid it temporarily..."

"Heh." Before Q finished speaking, K sneered and interrupted him before he finished speaking, and slammed the table hard.

"We don't even know the casualties of the other party, and we don't even know whether we have achieved a one-to-one equal exchange."

"Hide? How can I hide?"

"I hid until the end, but was still pulled out by those dogs and then taken to the execution ground and shot. How can I face No. 8?"

"Come on, tell me, tell me."

As soon as these words came out.

All the poker organization members present fell into silence at the same time.

Although they did not value the relationship between members of the organization as much as K, they still felt a kind of sadness when they saw No. 8 get into trouble.

Just at this time,

The door to this remote villa was pushed open. No. 10, who had deliberately wrinkled his clothes, left traces of sand, and had deliberately smeared his facial makeup, walked in with his head down and an extremely sad expression.

After looking up and seeing the angry expression on K's face, No. 10 did not hesitate at all. He seemed to be exhausted and sat on the ground, crying bitterly.

"Brother K, Brother K, I'm sorry."

"It's all my fault. It's really all my fault. If it weren't for me, if it weren't for me, No. 8 wouldn't have been in trouble."

"Wow, No. 8 wouldn't have been in trouble. It has come to this."

"Brother K, this is all my responsibility, I... my responsibility."

At the end.

No. 10 seemed to have an emotional breakdown. The whole person sobbed involuntarily, holding his head tightly with both hands, looking extremely sad and painful.

Seeing No. 10 come to the villa.

Q, who was already filled with anger and had to face the pressure of the subsequent arrest of Su Ming, was not moved by No. 10's crying. He stepped forward, pulled her hair hard, lifted her head, and glared at her.

"Is it useful to apologize? Is it useful to regret?"

"If it weren't for you, a stinky bitch, thinking about climbing to a higher position and getting rid of Su Ming alone, would No. 8 die?"

"Well? Tell me, will No. 8 die?"

While talking, Q also pulled No. 10's hair hard and shook it non-stop, his eyes full of anger and ferocity.

No. 10 did not respond to Q's behavior, but just silently shed tears and kept repeating it.

"I'm sorry, sorry, sorry..."

Seeing No. 10 like this, Q was so angry that he threw the pistol inserted in his waist in front of No. 10 and said coldly with an expressionless face.

"Apologize?"

"Since you feel so sorry for No. 8, then shoot yourself in the head and go down to accompany him. That's a sincere enough apology."

Seeing the pistol in front of him, No. 10 was stunned for a moment.

But the next second.

She didn't hesitate at all, and directly picked up the pistol on the ground and pointed it at her temple without hesitation.

Of course, she wouldn't shoot.

As one of the people in the world who couldn't commit suicide, No. 10 bet... that the other members of the poker organization around her would definitely take the gun from her before she shot.

Just when No. 10 pointed the pistol at her temple.

J, who was standing next to her, immediately snatched the gun from her hand, frowned and looked at Q in front of him, and said.

"Q."

"There's no need to do this."

"No one wants to see this kind of thing, and it can't be blamed on No. 10."

"In fact, we knew her plan a long time ago, but we didn't strongly stop it, and even chose her as the second trap to lure Su Ming."

"Although I'm not good at that kind of planning and thinking, I understand... Su Ming, this dog, will target No. 8, which is beyond all of our expectations."

At this point.

Among the members of the poker organization, No. 7, who was wearing a white shirt, thin-framed glasses, and looked like a student, also took up the conversation.

"Sister Q."

"Brother J is right. The cunning of those dogs is beyond the imagination of all of us."

"Brother K and Number 10 are not to blame for this consequence. It's because all of us underestimated Su Ming."

"So I think... the important thing to do now is to decide on the follow-up actions, rather than dwelling on the matter of Number 8."

"Although Number 8 is dead, our other members are still here."

"In the future, there will be other people who will become Number 8, and new members may be absorbed, but the premise for achieving these two points is... our poker organization can survive this crisis and continue to develop."

After Number 7 started.

The rest of the digital card members who couldn't speak all echoed.

For them, it was indeed sad to hear the news of Number 8's death, but it also proved... that their position would be improved by one step.

Looking at the anxious people, he glanced at Number 10 who was crying in regret and almost committed suicide.

K clenched his fists tightly, and reason finally overcame emotion. When he was about to say something.

The new mobile phone in his pocket, which had just been replaced not long ago and inserted with a phone card, suddenly rang.

K looked at the incoming call number and answered the phone immediately without any hesitation.

"Teacher."

"Number 10 has also joined us. What are the follow-up actions?"

"I hope you can give me another chance. I want to avenge Number 8 and chop off the heads of those dogs."

After two seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, a calm but unquestionable voice came.

"K."

"I have given you a chance, but you don't seem to have seized it, and even let me down again."

"I will take over the future action arrangements when Number 8, whom I have trained for many years, is forced to commit suicide in order to preserve the poker organization."

"This chess game has become... a battle between me and Su Ming's dog..."