The bald man looked at Mike playfully: "Let us check on your brother, okay?"

"I didn't steal anything from you this time!" Virgil's honest voice sounded.

"Shh, don't talk!" Mike bumped Virgil with his shoulder and said with an unnatural smile: "Of course, you can prove it for us."

To prevent the casino from using deceitful tactics, he brought in the surrounding gamblers to testify.

No casino dares to risk being discovered by guests by using small tricks.

The premise is that Virgil really didn't take a certain chip foolishly.

Mike still had some illusions. You see, they only asked to search Virgil but not himself, which shows that the casino still abides by the rules.

But soon, his mind was occupied by more tangled thoughts: Is it possible that they really saw Virgil steal the chips?

In any case, Mike could only watch as the two men of the strong man walked up to Virgil and roughly searched his pockets, just as helplessly as he watched the dice box flying up and down.

After dozens of seconds, the men who found nothing moved back and shook their heads at the bald man.

They didn't find the chips.

Virgil hummed through his nose and lowered his head to straighten his wrinkled clothes.

This is often the only way a bullied person can show dignity.

Mike breathed a sigh of relief, "How about that? Can we leave?"

As he finished speaking, Mike's breathing suddenly stagnated. The look from the bald man reminded him of the hungry and greedy beasts he encountered on the way here.

"Maybe he swallowed it."

Realizing that the situation was getting difficult to end, Mike couldn't help but walked towards the bald man and explained loudly: "Listen, we came from Allenbed County, which is a small place. Not long ago, Zernst was attacked by a monster.

The attack killed almost everyone. We escaped and are going to the port to leave by boat. We are not locals and we don’t plan to stay here for a long time. It’s useless to ask for your casino chips, right?”

He spoke too quickly out of anxiety, and the reappearance of his Allenbedshire accent made his words even more believable.

But the bald man just sneered, grabbed Mike's collar like a chicken, and his eyes fell on Virgil, who wanted to rush over, but was subdued by his men.

Mike, who was caught in the hand of the bald man, begged: "We are leaving in the afternoon, we can't wait until Virgil pulls something out, and even if he swallows the chips and eats a few pieces, we can compensate you, okay?"

?”

"That's really too slow." The bald man smiled cruelly, pulled out the knife on his thigh and threw it to his men.

Mike suddenly seemed to lose all his strength and stared blankly as his men took the knife and walked towards Virgil.

"Idiot...how could Black Mamba allow outsiders to take away money from the inner area..."

In a daze, Mike seemed to hear a low sigh coming from the crowd. He subconsciously looked at the crowd and could only see a pair of dull eyes.

He couldn't find who had just made the sound.

A sudden power surged through Mike's body, and he shouted to the crowd: "If you win money at this casino, you will be framed for stealing. Are you just going to watch it and ignore it?"

But what made him despair was that these numb figures were motionless, without movement or even emotion.

Mike began to struggle, trying to get rid of the control of the bald man: "Wait, you can't do that! Please, we grew up together, he is my best friend-"

"I didn't steal your chips!"

Virgil's roar interrupted Mike's struggle. He snatched the knife and stared at the bald man.

The bald man didn't care about the knife in Virgil's hand at all, and said with a playful expression: "Prove it to us."

"How to prove it!"

Mike was already vaguely aware of something and shouted: "I am willing to return all the money I won to you except the boat ticket!"

The bald man ignored Mike's noise and said to Virgil: "Put your stomach aside and let's see if we have any chips."

The angry Virgil hesitated and looked at Mike, who shouted at this moment: "I'll give you the boat ticket too!"

In Mike's pleading eyes, the bald man seemed to have finally satisfied his appetite: "I don't think the chips your brother stole will exceed the money you won. If you teach them, you can -"

"You can't give them the boat tickets!"

Virgil's shouting brought the focus back to him. He glared at Mike and said loudly: "We are going to the Lennon Islands! Don't we want to prove it? I -"

"don't want!"

Mike's horrified scream rang out in the suddenly silent casino, followed by a scalp-numbing cutting sound.

Virgil cut open his own belly, gasping like a cow and stuffing his hands into his stomach, making a sticky churning sound.

The two men next to him couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The bald man narrowed his eyes slightly, and a bloody hand grabbed something and pulled it out of his stomach. The strong smell of blood and undigested food overflowed.

Some retching sounds sounded around.

"You saw it! I didn't steal...your chips..."

The initial shouting quickly became weak.

"What a... idiot."

He was muttering to himself in his ears, and the hand holding Mike suddenly let go.

Mike rushed to Virgil and tried to cover the wound on his stomach in panic. But it was of no use except getting his hands covered with Virgil's blood.

The bald man looked into the dark corner, the lit pipe in his mouth swinging up and down.

Looking at Mike and Virgil again, the bald man waved his palms in disgust, saying as if to drive away something: "You have proved his innocence, okay, get out with your brother and your things."

Mike forgot how he was kicked out of the casino. When he helped Virgil into the dark alley and sat in the cold, his hazy consciousness finally returned to his body.

"I'm so sleepy...Mike..." Virgil struggled to open his eyes.

"Don't sleep...don't...can't sleep! I'll take you to the doctor now!" Mike said incoherently, trying to lift Virgil up. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the alley.

“This is it!”

Before he could turn around, Mike was hit hard on the back of the head and fell to the ground with a thud. In a blur of consciousness, Mike felt his palms being torn and groping for his pockets.

"The boat ticket... give me back the boat ticket!"

Virgil suddenly let out a final roar and rushed to Mike's body to grab the hand that was pulling away.

Something was torn apart, and then there was a blur of figures escaping from the alley.

A bloody hand clutching the blood-stained ticket reached out to Mike.

"Go to...the Lennon Islands..."

The bloody hands fell weakly.

No! Virgil! No!!!

Mike roared in his heart, anger and resentment filled his heart, and he was willing to pay any price...

【Any price?】

Yes, any price!

There was a whisper in his heart, and Mike wanted to raise his head, but his life seemed to be pulled away by something, and it withered in an instant.

At the last moment, Mike saw an illusory figure walking in front of him——
Chapter completed!