area51novel Chapter 134 A Scheme Within a Scheme
Chapter 134 A Scheme Within a Scheme
Chapter 134 A Scheme Within a Scheme
Macau, New Port, a high-end bar called "Nightmare".
This place is one of Macau's many dens of iniquity, and a place where many wealthy and powerful people seek pleasure and excitement.
Tony sat in the most conspicuous spot at the bar, wearing a floral shirt, a thick gold chain around his neck, and a gleaming Rolex watch on his wrist—the air of a nouveau riche. Several bottles of expensive liquor sat in front of him, and he had a heavily made-up, scantily clad woman in his arms, boasting animatedly.
"—I'm not bragging, but right now, what's the most impressive ship in all of Macau and Hong Kong? The Galaxy! You know? The God of Gamblers Tournament with a 100 million jackpot! The scene, the grandeur, wow—you know what? I was a manager on that ship." Tony took a swig of his drink, his large hand kneading the waist and hips of the woman in his arms, causing her to moan softly.
"Tony, you're really awesome!" Several young men who looked like his lackeys chimed in to flatter him.
"Nonsense!" Tony said smugly. "I'm not bragging, but I'm in charge of all the logistics on the entire Starship. Brother Man trusts me the most. Those so-called gambling devils and gambling kings have to go through my arrangements before boarding. Even those bunny girls and dealers on board, I can touch whichever one I want!"
As he spoke with increasing enthusiasm, his voice grew louder and louder, attracting the attention of many surrounding customers. Some recognized him as Zhengxing's favorite, their eyes filled with awe or obsequiousness; others secretly scoffed, finding him too ostentatious.
Just then, a slender and sexy figure, like an alluring elf in the dark, swayed gracefully across the dance floor and walked straight toward Tony.
The wine-red, tight-fitting sequined mini-skirt could barely contain her incredibly full breasts, and the deep cleavage was faintly visible under the hazy lights.
The skirt was shockingly short, revealing a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in black fishnet stockings and stiletto heels; every step seemed to pound against a man's heartbeat. Her wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, her makeup was exquisite and alluring, and her eyes held a languid yet captivating charm.
It was Feifei, who was using the alias "Lily".
She seemed a little drunk, her steps were unsteady, and she "accidentally" bumped into Tony.
"Ouch~" Fei Fei cried out softly, her body going limp as she was about to collapse.
Tony reacted quickly and caught her. The soft, smooth skin beneath his touch instantly aroused him.
"Miss, are you alright?" Tony asked hurriedly, his eyes fixed on Fei Fei's deep V-neck and luscious red lips, which were so close to his.
"No—it's nothing, thank you sir." Feifei steadied herself but didn't leave immediately. Instead, she leaned against the bar next to Tony, her alluring eyes gazing at him. "Sir, I think I heard you mention the Galaxy? Is that the super cool gambling ship from the news?"
Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of admiration and curiosity.
Tony's bones practically melted, and he quickly puffed out his chest: "That's right, it's the Starship! What, you know about it too, Miss?"
"Of course I know! It's on TV every day, a hundred million in prize money! That's outrageous!" Fei Fei exclaimed, cupping her hands to her heart. "I heard it's really luxurious up there, is it true?"
"Luxury?! It's paradise on earth!" Tony's boasting was completely ignited: "Let me tell you, that ship, from the decor to the equipment, from the beautiful women to the fine wines, everything is top-notch! I'm on it every day, and I'm already tired of seeing it!"
"Really?" Fei Fei blinked her big eyes, giving me a "I don't believe you, you're kidding" look. "Sir, don't try to make me happy. Those kinds of places are only for super-rich people and big shots. How could you possibly be there every day?"
When questioned by the beautiful woman, Tony panicked. Fueled by alcohol, he became even more reckless, saying, "Am I trying to fool you?"
"I, Tony, have been in Hong Kong and Macau for so many years, do I need to spout this kind of nonsense? Let me tell you, I'm not only up there every day, I'm in charge. Without my approval, not even a fly can get around!"
"Wow~ Tony, you're amazing!" Fei Fei's eyes shone with even more admiration. She leaned closer to Tony, almost touching him, her breath sweet as orchids. "Then—Tony, could you take me to see it? I really want to see what a 100 million dollar tournament is like!"
Feeling the hot, sexy body close beside him and smelling that alluring fragrance, Tony's heart pounded. In a moment of impulsiveness, he blurted out, "What's so difficult about that! A piece of cake! Leave it to me!"
"Really? Tony, you're so great!" Fifi cheered, then frowned. "But—it'll be so boring if I go alone! I have a few younger brothers who really want to see it too—Tony, could you take a few of us with you? Just to watch, we won't be a bother!"
How many people should I bring? Tony was a little more sober, and his expression showed some hesitation.
Seeing his hesitation, Feifei's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible cold light, but her face showed a wronged and disappointed expression. She pouted and said, "Sigh, I knew Tony was just trying to make me happy—all that 'manager' stuff is a lie—never mind, never mind, forget I said anything."
With that, he turned to leave.
"Don't go!" Tony wasn't about to let the opportunity slip away. He quickly grabbed her hand, his fingers sliding smoothly against her skin. In a moment of impulsiveness, he declared with bravado, "It's just a few people! Don't I, Tony, have any face to lose? Leave it to me! The night before the competition, there's an internal pre-competition party on the ship. I'll take you up through the back corridor, no one will know, and you can have as much fun as you want!"
Fifi's eyes lit up. "Tony, you're so clever! But—is it safe? What if security finds us?"
"Don't worry!" Tony patted his chest. "I'm in charge of the logistics access! If I say I'm taking people up, who dares to stop me?"
Those security guards will all call me Tony! Just follow behind me, I guarantee you'll be fine!
He got more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could already see the sexy woman in front of him throwing herself into his arms, moved to tears of gratitude. He added, "However, there are a lot of people and eyes on the ship, so you should keep a low profile after you get on board. Don't wander around, especially not to the core area of the casino or the VIP area. Those places are strictly checked. Just wander around the perimeter, watch the excitement, and get a feel for the atmosphere."
"Yes, yes! We'll definitely listen to Tony and won't run around!" Fifi nodded repeatedly, as obedient as a kitten. "We'll be happy as long as we can go up and see it!"
As she spoke, she pressed herself even closer, almost nestling into Tony's arms. Her red lips brushed against his ear, and in a whisper, only the two of them could hear, she whispered with irresistible allure, "Tony, you've helped me so much—I'll definitely repay you properly after this is done—"
After saying that, she stretched out her slender fingers and lightly traced the tip of Tony's thigh, while at the same time she placed the fingers of her other hand on her red lips and made an extremely ambiguous sucking motion, her eyes so seductive they could drip water.
This highly suggestive gesture and look instantly made Tony's blood boil, and a surge of lust rose from his lower abdomen to the top of his head! The last bit of reason in his mind was burned away, leaving only a mind full of lewd thoughts and a desire for conquest.
"Okay, okay, it's a deal!" Tony's breathing was heavy as he gripped Fifi's hand tightly, wishing he could take her right there and then. "It's settled then. The night before the competition, you two wait for me at cargo hold number three on the east side of the dock. I'll take you onto the ship!"
"Hmm~ I'll do whatever Tony says." Fifi lowered her head shyly, concealing the fleeting coldness and mockery in her eyes.
After drinking a few more drinks with Tony, allowing him to take full advantage of her, Fei Fei finally excused herself to go to the restroom, thus escaping the already drunk Tony who was starting to grope her.
Stepping into the dimly lit, perfume-scented restroom, Fei Fei's alluring demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, sharp expression. She pulled out a small communicator disguised as a lipstick, pressed a button, and whispered, "The fish has taken the bait. Foolish and greedy. We've arranged to meet at cargo hold number three on the east side of the dock the night before the competition, boarding the ship via the logistics passage. Requesting further instructions."
The doctor's calm voice came through the communicator: "Yu De is doing well, Fei Fei. These next three days, you'll have to keep him hanging on for the next few days to make sure he doesn't change his mind."
"Understood." Fei Fei put away the communicator, touched up her makeup in front of the mirror, put on that captivating smile again, and swayed out.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Over the course of those three days, Feifei used every trick in the book to completely bewitch Tony. She was like a venomous snake, skillfully manipulating Tony's desires and vanity.
During the day, she would accompany him shopping, letting him spend lavishly and enjoying the envious glances of others; at night, she would drink and have fun with him, using various subtle physical contact and explicit hints to arouse his lust, but never letting him truly succeed, keeping him in suspense.
Tony felt like he had reached the pinnacle of his life. Such a wonderful woman, so adoring of him, so obedient, that he was completely devoted to Fei Fei and would grant her almost any request.
All the "secrets" he boasted about regarding the logistics and security of the "Star River" to Fei Fei were transmitted back to the medical team word for word through the miniature listening device on Fei Fei's body.
Based on this information, the medical team further refined their infiltration and attack plans. They even adjusted the bomb placement and assault route based on Tony's drunken boasts about the ship's patrol patterns and surveillance blind spots.
Everything seemed to be proceeding according to the "doctor's" script.
The fourth day, late at night.
There are less than 48 hours until the official opening of the God of Gamblers Tournament.
On the east side of the Macau Ferry Terminal, in Warehouse Area No. 3, the lighting is dim, and many containers and miscellaneous items are piled up. An inconspicuous gray bread cart is parked silently in the shadows of the warehouse.