Chapter 12: Gambler’s Paradise, Victor the Sabre-toothed Tiger!

Las Vegas, Nevada is undoubtedly a gambler's paradise.

Since the legalization of casinos was promulgated here in the last century, countless people have rushed to Nevada one after another, and countless casinos have sprung up.

Gamblers are enjoying themselves at the gambling table, either winning a lot or losing nothing. Laughter and despair are happening here every day.

And this is the destination of Logan's trip, a place that fills the imagination of countless people.

On the highway, Samuel looked at the avenue leading to the casino, the expression on his face became more and more excited, "Damn Las Vegas, I'm back!"

"Have you been here before?"

Logan turned his head and asked in surprise. Samuel really didn't look like a gambler.

"Of course." Samuel expressed excitement, "I am the super lucky star of Las Vegas. Last time I won a total of thirty thousand US dollars here!"

After saying that, he glanced at the rearview mirror angrily, "Don't tell Josh this. He is the most unlucky one among the three of us. He lost a total of 20,000 yuan last time and almost even lost his car." For sale."

Logan nodded. He had no interest in these things. He knew that the gambling table was exciting, but the one who benefited the most was always the casino, and the goddess of luck would not always favor one person.

"Hey, James, do you want to play together for a while? I know a casino with excellent service that will definitely keep you excited all night long!"

Samuel extended the invitation enthusiastically and explained: "Don't worry, it won't affect the work. It will take a whole night to unload the goods, and no one will disturb us during this period."

It was the first time Logan participated in the task of transporting goods. He was not clear about some details and asked: "Don't you need us to guard it? I heard that Las Vegas is not a peaceful place."

Casinos are prevalent here, and people go bankrupt every day, or even owe huge debts. These desperate gamblers often block roads and rob, and then take the stolen funds into the casino and lose it all again.

"Don't worry, there is a dedicated person in charge of this matter."

Samuel is obviously not worried about safety issues, "The Lawrence family has also invested in several casinos in Las Vegas. No one here will be stupid enough to take action on the Lawrence family's goods. Besides, our task is only to transport, arrive If something happens later, it's not our responsibility."

Only then did Logan realize.

Samuel continued to extend the invitation enthusiastically, "How about it, do you want to go together? You just need to buy from me, and I guarantee you will have a bumper harvest tonight!"

Obviously, before arriving at the destination, Samuel was already looking forward to it.

Logan smiled and shook his head, "You go ahead, I don't like the noisy environment, and this is my first time coming to Las Vegas. I heard it is a very touristy place. I want to be alone." Take a walk."

This was his first time out of San Antonio in many years. He wanted to find a tavern to have a drink first, then wander around and see how the world had changed in the past ten years.

"Oh well."

Samuel was not disappointed by Logan's rejection, "If you come again next time, you must give it a try. In casinos, newcomers' luck is often very bad."

"Yes."

Logan smiled perfunctorily and turned to look out the window.

The highway leading to Las Vegas is obviously much busier than other sections, and all kinds of vehicles are heading towards the dreamy city with all their strength.

By the time Logan and the others arrived at the warehouse where the mission ended, it was already evening.

This is a stately warehouse in the north of Las Vegas with a clear Lawrence family logo. It seems to store a lot of valuables and is very strictly guarded.

Handing the truck over to warehouse staff, the four headed to a nearby motel.

The Lawrence family arranged a place for them to stay there.

However, the three Samuels obviously would not spend the night in the hotel. After they took a simple shower in the hotel, they happily ran to the casino, as if the exhaustion of running all night could not stop them from being intoxicated. Logan also went out with them, but chose a different route.

He found a nice-looking tavern nearby, ordered a few glasses of wine, and ate a steak. After he was full, he wandered aimlessly in this world-famous city.

Compared with Santa Fe, Las Vegas at night seems like a different world.

There are simply countless casinos here, and there is an operating casino almost a few hundred meters away.

The LED lights hanging outside the casino danced with attractive light, and the soft street lights bloomed with golden light, illuminating the entire city in a golden color.

The clean streets are full of pedestrians, some of whom are just tourists. They look around the city and take photos excitedly in front of some beautiful scenery from time to time.

Some gamblers are very familiar with this place and run quickly towards their favorite casino.

Police patrols passing by from time to time ensured safety on the streets.

Compared to the city of Santa Fe, which is full of drug addicts and alcoholics, this dream city is obviously safer.

Logan strolled through this golden city, enjoying the rare tranquility.

You know, in the night of Santa Fe, people traveling must have at least a knife in their pockets to prevent those drug-addicted lunatics.

But everyone who walked by him looked bright and beautiful.

They are either wearing customized high-end suits or the latest trendy products from fashion magazines. Their hair and beards are neatly combed, and their clothing is just right. In addition, the mechanical watches on the men's wrists and the exquisite jewelry on the women's bodies all highlight their appearance. Their upper class tastes.

On the other hand, Logan, dressed in a cheap black suit, with messy hair and an unkempt beard, made him incompatible with this extravagant scene.

Fortunately, he didn't care about other people's eyes, he just looked around at all the new things worth noting.

"Logan?"

Suddenly, a low voice came from behind.

Logan thought he had been recognized, his heart tightened, and he quickly looked back.

Over the years, except for Professor X and Caliban, almost no one has called him this, because only acquaintances know him.

Behind him stood a bearded man wearing a black jacket, standing in the crowd looking at him.

The iconic beard and eyes that are as sharp as a tiger and reveal the vicissitudes of life are so familiar that Logan instantly remembers the other person.

Sabre-toothed tiger, Victor!

"Jimmy!"

Victor looked excited, strode forward, opened his arms and hugged Logan, and patted Logan's back excitedly with his generous palm: "It's really you!"

After a brief hug, the two separated. Victor looked at Logan's face and his voice became hoarse, "Oh my god, you are so old. I almost didn't recognize you."

"You look much younger."

Logan smiled bitterly, the other party also had a self-healing factor.

But without the poison of Adamantium alloy, Victor's self-healing factor did not decline as quickly as his own. Although he was a bit old, he was much better than his own.

However, although their appearance had changed, the familiar aura on the other's body still allowed them to identify each other's identity at a glance.

I just didn't expect that Nevada is so big that they would meet by such a chance.