Pirate Family

The Great Route, Middle of the New World, Sri Lanka.

This is the famous lawless zone, the golden cave. Everything you can think of can be found here.

As long as you have enough Baileys, you'll be treated to heaven in this place. A few days ago, on the day of Sri Lanka's traditional festival "Sharon Festival", people on the island flocked to the central city, hoping to get Sharon's blessing.

However, not all of them have blood that yearns for peace. At this time, a group of people gathered next to a gaming table in the "Death Poker" casino on South Street.

There is a "roulette game" going on here.

The roulette game is to put one or several bullets in the six bullet slots of the revolver. After spinning the wheel at will, close the wheel. The two parties involved in the game took turns pointing the revolver at their own heads and pulling the trigger.

The person who survives in the end can win everything of the opponent.

The "Death Poker" casino is a very small casino, which is not conspicuous in the huge Sri Lankan city.

But because of this special gamble, many "big shots" have set their sights here. It's like watching the desperate struggle of wild animals in the arena.

The two parties participating in the roulette game this time were an immature boy with tattered clothes, braided blond hair, and dark skin under the sun and rain, and a boy with black hair and a slightly thin face.

"How to bet." The black-haired boy opened his mouth and said with a smile.

He and the blond boy had no real feud, and the reason they were sitting here was simply because they were both short of money.

In the game of roulette, the winner inherits everything from the loser. And, for fun, these outlaws are encouraged to take part in the game. The casino in charge will take out a sum of money and put it in the prize pool.

This amount of money will not be less than one million Baileys.

Both of them were interested in the money.

The blond boy smiled. He deftly picked up the revolver on the table. Then a bullet was put in.

As the wheel turned, the blond boy's eyes became more determined. He tightly pinched the necklace in his clothes with one hand. The other hand aimed the revolver at his temple. He thought silently in his heart.

sister bless me!

"boom!"

Thick smoke rose slightly from the muzzle. The blond boy was unharmed. He gave a relieved smile.

He is a child left by pirates on this island. His father is said to be a big pirate, but he has never seen him since he can remember.

He and his younger sister grew up dependent on each other. Not long ago, his younger sister was suddenly seriously ill and needed a sum of money to buy medicines.

But in the small town, the drug price of "Duke Pharmaceutical Company" is too expensive. In desperation, he could only come to gamble on this roulette game.

"It's your turn."

A small smile played on the corner of his mouth as the dark-haired boy took the revolver.

"boom!"

"boom!"

After firing two shots in a row, thick smoke still came out of the muzzle, and everyone present exclaimed.

In the game of roulette, every pull of the trigger is a gamble with death. This boy dared to push twice in a row, what kind of courage is this?

Is he not a madman?

The blond boy took the revolver, and his hands trembled slightly. The revolver had a total of six bullets, and the trigger had been pulled three times now, that is to say, each of the remaining three bullets had one-third One shot kills the possibility.

The opponent pulled the trigger twice, do you want to pull the trigger twice? The blond boy hesitated, the man's bloodiness made him not flinch. But he thought of his sister's smile, she was still waiting for him to go back.

So he hesitated a little, he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

It was still a blank bullet, and at this time, there were only two bullets left in the revolver.

The blond boy breathed a sigh of relief, then handed the revolver to the brunette boy.

At the same time, he stared at his hand firmly, the next time he pulled the trigger, it would be life or death!

The black-haired boy took the pistol, put the revolver directly against his temple, and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

"boom!"

One shot, still empty!

The eyes of the blond boy were desperate, and the corners of the black-haired boy's mouth were slightly split. He raised the revolver in his hand and pointed it at the blond boy.

This is the hidden rule of the roulette game. When the last bullet is left in the pistol, the winner has the right to kill the opponent with his own hands.

"No!" The blond boy shouted in despair. He thought of his sister. If he died here, who would take care of her?

He looked at the black-haired boy with pleading eyes, but only the black muzzle of the gun responded to him.

"boom!"

A bullet hole appeared between the eyebrows of the blond boy, his eyes were wide open, and his expression was unwilling.

Everyone around sighed. The game of roulette is actually about courage. If the black-haired boy didn't have the courage to fire two shots in a row, he would be the loser.

If the blond boy shoots twice like the brunette, he will also win.

But if you lose, you lose. This sea will not feel pity for you because of your pity.

When you lose your courage, you lose everything.

Everyone's lingering excitement was still there, their blood had been ignited, and they couldn't help but walk in and play a few games by themselves.

The body of the blond boy was just casually placed beside the gaming table, and it won't be long before someone will clean up his body. And then the next day everyone will forget his name, and in their memory, it will just be, oh, that roulette game was not bad that day.

This is the sea. This is the Sri Lankan tradition.

"That little black-haired boy is not bad, he's quite courageous."

In the corner of the casino, a man with a black shawl and curly hair lay casually on a chair, put his legs on the table, and played poker with a man in a black robe with a surprisingly pale face beside him.

The staff of the casino didn't dare to come over to stop it, because this group of vicious people almost wrote the words "I'm a pirate" on their faces.

"If you just want me to come over and take a look at this group of small characters, then there is no need for us to cooperate next time."

The man in a black robe casually threw his poker on the table. Said coldly.

He is the number one think tank under Kaido's command, Sanchuanlu, the door-to-door fruit ability man, Huo borrowed him from Kaido's command through a transaction. They stayed in Sri Lanka for a few days, and every day they played cards, which made him very tired.

"My plan, of course, has been prepared a long time ago." Huo also threw the poker cards in his hand on the table, rubbed his temples, and then instructed the pirate next to him.

"Go and call the little black-haired boy over. I have a task for him."