Chapter 126

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"So you've been playing me this whole time!"

The burly man exploded in rage, wishing he could point the gun in his hand at her head and blast her away.

"Alright, you caught me. Actually, both five and six are safe, the real problem is with either one or two, you can just start with the others and collect the money first."

The burly man was stunned, looking at the six guns before him, he was stuck in indecision, each one looked like it could be loaded, and he dared not act.

"Ha, I was just messing with you. I have no idea which gun is problematic, the one who really knows is Mr. Issho. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to be in the mood to tell you."

Issho: "..."

"Tell me what you know, once we get out, we'll split the prize!"

The burly man, who had been fooled around, immediately turned to Issho and offered the best deal he could think of.

But Issho was also at a loss, "I honestly don't know."

He spoke the truth, he couldn't just bluff with a random number.

Unfortunately, this time the burly man didn't believe him, "Fine, you're tough! If you won't talk, then forget it, one in six chances, I refuse to believe I'm that unlucky!"

At this point, the burly man suddenly remembered the number one gun he initially picked up, and the woman's words.

If the number one gun was safe, then why did the woman go out of her way to warn him? It seemed redundant.

He didn't believe that the woman was trying to be kind.

Therefore, this time he directly picked up the number one gun, pointed it at his head, and decisively pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the gun fired!

The burly man fell clumsily to the ground, his face filled with horror.

He never thought that gun number one would actually be loaded.

The woman, who initially claimed that number one was safe to stir his suspicion, was she actually trying to save him?

No, the person who saved him was...

"Sigh"

In the end, it was Issho who couldn't resist stepping in to save the day, letting out a deep sigh.

"Did you save me? You knew all along that gun number one was a problem, why didn't you tell me? I even said I was willing to split the prize money with you!"

After his initial shock, the burly man immediately realized something and couldn't help but question Issho.

What? Saving him?

That was just false kindness!

If he had been told directly that gun number one was a problem, would he have needed anyone to save him?

By now, he could have been home with more than thirty million Berries!

The burly man, who wanted to take revenge on Issho for his gratitude and curse him out, even tried to make a move, but was promptly knocked out and taken away by the people who rushed in.

Though the gunshot didn't take his life, breaking the rules comes at a price.

"Does Mr. Issho have anything else to say?"

"This lady...she's one of yours, isn't she?"

Issho suddenly spoke, causing the secretary, who was hoping to continue holding him accountable, to pause.

"Why would you say that, Mr. Issho?"

"Just a hunch."

The two women shared a glance, their brows slightly furrowed, unsure of what gave them away to this blind man.

It seems he really was a man who was blind in sight but not in mind, certainly more intelligent than the fools before.

"Next, we'll proceed to the fourth round of gambling, Truth or Dare."

The secretary continued to move the proceedings forward, and for the moment, it didn't seem appropriate to bring up the rule-breaking incident.

After all, if they were to insist on it, they were the ones who broke the rules first.

They had planted an undercover agent among the guests participating in the gambling game to stir up emotions.

After all, if everything was scripted, it would be too fake. Doing it this way made this special gambling game look more exciting and suspenseful.

At the same time, if any unexpected situations arose, they could quickly get back on track.

They really had the concept of 'live entertainment' down pat!

Just as the fourth round of gambling was about to start, someone from outside rushed in and urgently whispered something to the secretary.

Seeing her face suddenly turn sour, she reluctantly said, "It seems that today's gambling game can only go this far. As compensation, how about we let Mr. Issho's debt slide?"

"Those who do not work, do not eat. The money I owe, I will naturally repay."

Issho responded indifferently, refusing to be swayed.

The secretary bit her red lip, "How can you not accept it for doing nothing? I happen to have a favor to ask of Mr. Issho. Name your price."

Meanwhile, the private party of the casino's VIPs had turned into a complete mess!

Each one of them, bare-bottomed, was trying to escape. They were either a king or minister from some country or a wealthy tycoon from a merchant association.

All trying to distance themselves from that madman!

He was a Marine Colonel!

He was actually trampled underfoot in public?!

And anyone who tried to stop it was sent flying, with just a few broken bones counting as minor injuries!

Some looked as though they were about to lose consciousness.

Was this supposed to be a fight?

It was a slap in the face to the host!

The Casino boss's face was extremely grim, but nobody showed him any respect.

That idiotic Marine Colonel, relying on some unknown confidence, demanded that a member of the Donquixote Family hand over his maid, even shamelessly stating that he would secretly protect the Donquixote Family's business in the future.

That member of the Donquixote Family, being young and impulsive, didn't give the Colonel any face. After a few disagreements, they started fighting!

The Colonel, supposedly dignified, shattered upon contact, was directly knocked to the ground, and was then publicly humiliated by someone rubbing their foot on his face.

Seeing their superior officer beaten like this, the remaining Marines present couldn't sit still and one by one, they all charged in.

And then...

Well, the rest was history, still hanging on the wall.

The Casino boss genuinely didn't want to deal with this mess, after all, one side was the Marines and the other was the Donquixote Family. He didn't want to make enemies for no reason.

But the problem was, this was his territory.

Moreover, that idiotic Colonel kept shouting his name, begging him to come and save him.

The Casino boss, having no choice, had to call for reinforcements while trying to mediate.

But the result was already clear. The mediation failed, the reinforcements weren't a match for them, and they had no way to deal with the other party.

"So why did you have to provoke them in the first place?!"

The Casino boss was on the verge of losing his temper.

Taking this opportunity, he quickly found out who let this young member of the Donquixote Family in. Upon hearing it was one of his secretaries...

That was perfect, there was somewhere to vent his frustration.

He ordered someone to find the secretary. If she couldn't resolve the issue here, she might as well jump into the sea.

"You're finished, don't think the Donquixote Family can protect you!"

"Do you know who I am? Your Donquixote Family needs to respectfully bring me tributes every month."

"It's just a woman that you're giving up, it's your honor!"

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts."

The disheveled colonel seemed oblivious to the severity of the situation, his face turning beet red as he continued to shout and holler. In front of all these kings and tycoons, he, a navy colonel, was trampled underfoot by a teenager. This was the height of humiliation!

He vowed not to let this incident go easily. He planned to lead the navy in another crackdown on the Donquixote family. This time, no matter how much "tribute" they offered, he would no longer turn a blind eye. Unless they surrendered the boy and the little maid before him, and tripled their monthly "tributes".

"Honored? You think you're worth it?" Abel, without any emotion, trampled on his face, gradually applying pressure.

He then took out a Den Den Mushi from his pocket.

"What's the matter?"

"Captain Doflamingo, a Navy colonel has taken a liking to Baby-5 and is telling me to be sensible. He says that it's our honor that the Donquixote family has to pay him monthly and provide women."

"I rejected him, and he told me that the Donquixote family can't protect me."

"Is that really so, Captain Doflamingo?"

The voice from the other end of the Den Den Mushi fell silent momentarily, and then became menacingly dangerous, "Hahahaha, such a thing happened? It seems the last lesson wasn't enough for the Marines. They've been brainwashed to the point where they believe their own lies."

"What's his name? Is he still alive?"

"Hey, answer me, what's his name?"

Abel slightly relaxed the pressure on his foot.

"I'm Colonel Fox of the 88th branch of the Navy! Doflamingo, I'm telling you, now is your last chance to apologize, or next time it'll be the Navy warships coming for you!"