Chapter 938: Exercise after dinner

"As you wish. You win again, madam." The dealer's face had changed from green to black.

At the same time, the onlookers cheered, as if they were happier to see the casino lose money than they were to win.

There is also a "flower protector" standing next to the woman. He is not tall but dressed very coquettishly. He is wearing a windbreaker and a sad face. He looks more like a guy who once cosplayed with "Zha Kang". Original version.

"Hey guys, you're finally here." The guy turned around and saw the three of them walking this way. He opened his arms to Nigli enthusiastically, but she punched her on the shoulder in disgust.

"O'Donnell, why did you show up too?" Nigli also looked a little surprised. The message she received came from Dixon who was playing cards, but she didn't expect the two of them to show up together.

"Reacher?" Dixon, who was sitting, also turned around, but it was a "familiar face". The queen "Medu" who had bright red hair but was shaved bald in the bad Marvel movie "Inhumans" Sha".

Unfortunately, compared to her graceful figure, Dixon's facial lines are a bit stiff, and her makeup style is more in line with the image of a beauty in old-fashioned western movies. She is also a bit older, and the wrinkles around her eyes are a bit obvious. I guess it's about the same. Around 40 years old.

However, in Jack's opinion, the eldest sister's appearance unexpectedly matched Reacher's rough, weathered face. If the two of them put on dusty denim outfits and a cowboy hat, they could go straight into the house. On the set of "Battle in Yuma".

Dixon turned to the side, revealing a pile of chips on the card table in front of her, and Jack finally understood why the dealer's face was so ugly.

Just as Reacher and Dixon looked at each other with meaningful eyes, O'Donnell on the other side also explained to Nigli the reason for his loss of contact.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to not return your calls. I was on vacation with my family and this was our 'unplugged week.'"

Nigli couldn't help but frowned, "This word sounds a bit scary."

"That's right, every year my wife chooses a week to find a holiday cabin in a deserted place. There are no mobile phones, no TVs or even washing machines. It's the kind of 'away from the screen and close to nature' style.

It sounds wonderful, but as soon as it gets to the third day, my demon children will start 'killing each other'.

When I got home and received your message from the voicemail, I rushed to New York as soon as possible. I received another message from Dixon on the way, so I transferred it to Atlantic City. "

After explaining this, O'Donnell looked a little sad, "I know all about Franz, Sanchez and Orozco. Unfortunately, there is also Swann. Have you found his whereabouts?"

"We'll talk about it later." Nigli winked at him, indicating that this was not the place to talk.

"Then this one?" O'Donnell cast his gaze at Jack, with a faint sense of repulsion in his eyes.

"Jack, Reacher's friend, is here to help." Jack offered his hand. He was also wearing a black windbreaker today. Although the two people's clothes could not be compared to each other, their styles were indeed similar.

Just as a few people were chatting and introducing each other, an old man dressed like a manager appeared in front of Dixon and pulled out a few tickets from the inner pocket of his suit.

"Congratulations, madam. I see that you are very lucky today. Do you want to go to a wonderful concert for free to celebrate?"

Jack, a newcomer to the casino, thought at first he was someone coming to strike up a conversation, but then he realized that he had actually seen the legendary casino trying to persuade him to quit.

The only person he knew who had had a similar experience was probably Red, but this guy was directly blacklisted by all the casinos in Las Vegas. Like this, he was directly approached by the casino for winning too much money. This is the first time I have seen the scene of retreat.

"No need, I'm having a lot of fun here." Dixon raised his eyebrows and handed the concert ticket back directly.

The casino manager did not take the ticket, but leaned closer to her and whispered, "We know you are counting cards."

"Mental arithmetic is not illegal." Dixon retorted with a smile. Seeing the old man's face change slightly, she immediately changed the subject, "But since all my friends have come to see me, let's forget it this time."

After saying that, she stood up and greeted Rachel, "This gentleman who is all muscles, please help me take these chips to the cashing window."

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When going out to eat with Rachel, the buffet is the best choice. Everything this guy eats tastes delicious. He is the type who wolfs down everything and eats it in a hurry. It is clearly food for three people, but he can eat it in half the time it would take a normal person to eat one portion. Wipe them all out.

"What's wrong with you all? No appetite?" The big man asked strangely when he noticed that the food on everyone's plates was not touched except for Jack.

“My mind has been in a mess since you left me a message saying that Franz was dead, since I haven’t been in a casino for many years, and then you told me that Sanchez and Orozco were also dead.

So even though I just made a lot of money, I'm still in a bad mood. "

Dixon was no longer as high-spirited as he was at the casino, and ruffled his long hair into a mess.

O'Donnell also had a sullen face, completely losing his previous cheerful playboy demeanor. "I must say, Franz made me very angry. I like that kid, and Sanchez and Orozco." , damn, come on, what bastards are we going to kill?”

"You should eat a full stomach before working, so that you will have strength." Jack wiped his mouth and glanced behind Reacher silently.

"Should we go to Sanchez and Orozco's offices first, or should we get rid of those tails first?"

The black SUV followed him all the way from New York to Atlantic City. The driver was a guy wearing a leather jacket and a scar on his cheek. Although he thought he was hiding it well, his tracking skills were not very good.

"The two things don't seem to conflict." Niggly said while looking at the map on his phone. "Their office is in an alley near the boardwalk. It looks quite remote and is suitable for walking."

Reacher stood up and grabbed the second-hand coat placed on the back of the chair, pressed a five-dollar bill under the coffee cup as a tip, "OK, let's do some after-dinner exercise."

The five of us were just like ordinary tourists. After walking out of the restaurant, they seemed to be strolling leisurely on the boardwalk. The sea breeze in late autumn was a bit cold, but it was much higher than the temperature in New York, which was already close to 0 degrees. A thin sweater and a coat were just right. .

Around 12 o'clock is when the atmosphere in the casino is at its peak. There are not many pedestrians on the street outside, and five people walk in two rows, two in front and three in back.

It could be seen that Dixon was also interested in Reacher. The two walked in front and chatted quietly, and the three people behind them wisely kept a distance of four or five meters between them.

While walking, when passing by a convenience store, Reacher took Dixon inside. When they came out again, each of them had several bottles of beer in their hands.

Reacher handed Jack a bottle, "It's too easy to attract the police if you shoot here. It's best not to make too much noise."

Jack took his hand out of his pocket, and an Osprey silencer flashed between his fingers. "Thank you, but did you steal my line? When did you start worrying about this kind of problem?"

"The main reason is that I want to have a good sleep tonight and don't want to spend the night in the local police station's detention center." Reacher handed the bottle to Jack, looked behind him calmly, and couldn't help but frowned, "Back there Why are there only four here?”

Jack was also looking behind him through the glass door of the convenience store that Rachel pushed open. He turned his head slightly and saw the SUV with a New York license plate driving slowly past them. He couldn't help but curl his lips.

"There are three more in the car, 8 versus 5, it's still hard to tell."

"Then let's compare who moves faster. The slower one invites you to drink. The one with the gun doesn't count." Reacher said, raising his chin and motioning to a construction site not far away, "It looks very good there. ”