Pirates: Dangerous options in my head

Pushing open the door and walking straight into the casino, Vivian, who had already changed into casual clothes before coming, had a cigar in his mouth and his hands in his pockets, dragging him forward like a Doflamingo.

front.

Behind them, Daschi and Cotto were standing on the left and right, wearing black suits. They each wore two pairs of glasses, one red and one silver, on the bridge of their noses. They had sabers on their waists, looking somewhat like bodyguards.

"Hi~~~hoo!"

After blowing out a smoke ring, Vivian took out a large bag of Baileys from her arms and threw it on the front desk, "Exchange all for me into chips."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The receptionist smiled slightly, then turned around and rummaged through the cabinet to find chips of corresponding denominations.

Not long after.

"Dear guest, these are the chips you want. The total face value is three million beli. After taking out 10% of the venue fee, there are still 2.7 million beli. Please count them."

"Hiss~~ No need to count."

Vivian waved her hand, picked up a chip with a face value of one hundred thousand beli, and accurately threw it into the half-open collar of the receptionist.

"Take it as a tip, honey."

After that, he winked again, and turned around and walked away under the extremely shy look of the lady at the front desk.

Cotto and Daschi were left standing there, looking at each other.

"Vivian...is it really as you said before, a very introverted person who doesn't like to communicate with others?" Cotto raised his own doubts.

However, Dasqi didn't listen at all, she was just muttering something to herself.

"Vivian...actually called her baby?"

Do they know each other?

Could it be that this woman who helped Vivian exchange chips had known Vivian a long time ago?

Does Vivian like this type?

Thinking of this, Dasqi couldn't help but take a closer look at the appearance of the woman in front of her.

She is indeed quite beautiful, and her breasts are bigger, at least, much bigger than mine..

Is it because of this reason?

"I lost.."

Dasqi suddenly lowered his head in frustration.

"What did you lose?" Cotto looked at her puzzled.

at the same time.

Vivian put 200,000 of the exchanged chips on the small one. Soon, someone opened the dice cup, and the number inside was 223, which happened to be small. Vivian immediately earned an extra 200,000 yuan.

And this was not over yet. In less than thirty minutes, Vivian easily doubled the three million beli he had cashed in. Looking at the nearly three million beli piled up on the table,

With 10 million Beli chips, Cotto and Daschi couldn't help but open their mouths at the same time, looking at Vivian with increasingly weird looks.

This guy..

You must have spent a lot of money gambling before, right?

"It turns out...Vivian is still a gambler..."

But a gambler with such good gambling skills shouldn’t have any shortcomings, right?

Dasqi thought this again in her heart.

And speaking of which, Vivian's ability to win money really wasn't due to her gambling skills.

There is no skill at all, he relies entirely on luck.

Vivian has good gambling luck, which he has known since his previous life, but even so, he has never liked gambling, and always thinks that it is something that consumes his life. After all, he has always had a favorite

An ordinary wish is to live a long life.

And at the moment when Vivian was winning money, several men who had noticed him for a long time suddenly approached him, touched his shoulders and said: "Hey, boy, you look strange.

Is this your first time coming here to gamble?”

"Who are you?"

Vivian looked sideways and saw that the person he was talking to was a very short man, about 1.6 meters tall, with pockmarks all over his face. Their faces were less than ten centimeters apart, and they looked at each other for about five seconds.

..

"vomit!"

Vivian vomited directly.

Short man:???

"What do you mean?"

"How dare you humiliate our boss!"

"Brothers, beat him!"

All the boys behind the man drew their weapons.

But Vivian was stunned when he heard this.

"Wait...what did they call you just now? Boss?"

"What, what's the problem?"

The short man took out a flintlock gun from his arms and pointed it at Vivian's head.

Vivian: "..."

Casting a calm look at Duschi and Cotto, he quickly raised his hand and said, "There's no problem... So in that case, you are Jack?"

"Harold Jack, the famous gangster of the Grand Line, is a terrifying man who is in charge of as many as eleven islands!"

The boys all shouted at Vivian with ferocious expressions on their faces.

"Harold Jack?"

It's really called Jack.

But luckily it wasn't Drought Jack, otherwise Vivian would really have no temper and would have no choice but to give up on this follow-up mission.

"What, kid, have you ever heard of my name? Are you scared of me?" Jack put his hand on Vivian's shoulder.

The two looked at each other for a while. Vivian was disgusted by this ugly face, and the thought of punching the other person kept flashing in his mind.

However, half a day passed, and the option still did not pop up, which made Vivian feel a little confused.

"Huh?"

Could it be that...the guy named Harold Jack in front of him doesn't seem to be any threat to him?

Vivian was confused for a moment.

"Then what exactly is the difficulty of this follow-up mission?"

He frowned, and couldn't help but overturn all the previous conjectures in his mind, and started thinking again.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, do you hear me, you bastard?" Seeing that the other party ignored him for a long time, the short Jack suddenly became a little angry and grabbed Vivian's collar.

After stubbing out the cigar in her mouth with her fingers, Vivian blew out the smoke ring, moved her joints, and was about to punch Jack in the face, but at this moment...

"Okay, you old guy, you actually want to default on your debt?"

"I'm willing to admit defeat. If you don't have money, don't come in and gamble."

"You guys, go teach this guy a lesson."

The noise came from a gaming table in the corner.

Vivian cast her sight over and saw a middle-aged man with short black hair, a beard around his mouth, wearing a kimono and geta, and holding a wooden cane, who was surrounded by several casino staff.

.

And through the gap in the crowd, when Vivian saw clearly that there were two "x" shaped scars extending to his forehead in front of the man's closed eyes, his whole body suddenly became uncontrollable.

"Fujitora?!"

Damn it, I actually met Fujitora in the casino?

Just astonished.

[Option 1: Sit back and watch. (Completion reward: Random skill experience value 1)]

[Option 2: Lend a helping hand and help Fujitora clear out the miscellaneous soldiers. (Completion reward: Random basic attribute 1)]

Two options suddenly popped up in front of Vivian's eyes.