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31: Chapter 31: He Won’t Retaliate (Please Favorite, Vote, and Follow)

31: Chapter 31: He Won’t Retaliate (Please Favorite, Vote, and Follow)

He Ao had altered the pattern on the back of the card!

How did He Ao know?!

How did he do it!?

The designs couldn’t even be changed with lasers!

An endless stream of questions flooded Ludo’s mind.

And by looking at him, He Ao knew exactly what puzzled him.

Of course, normal damage couldn’t alter it, but that Martial Arts ‘energy’ could.

The pattern difference between [Diamonds Q] and [Diamonds 2] wasn’t big; one only needed to release that energy from their body, adhere it to a toy gun’s bullet, calculate the explosion timing, and hit the right spot to alter the shape of the pattern.

In fact, He Ao hadn’t completely changed the pattern; he had merely made it lean towards resembling [Diamonds 2].

But he guessed Ludo didn’t possess the ability to remember such a complex pattern.

He must have relied on a machine’s assistance, and machine recognition certainly had a certain error tolerance.

After all, he hadn’t been completely certain he could alter the pattern until he saw Ludo’s growing confidence.

That’s when he knew his alterations had worked.

Every step he had taken was planned, like not looking at his hole card so that Ludo, due to pride, wouldn’t either, or disguising the quick breaths necessary to absorb energy as nervousness, which also justified the subsequent gunfire.

This gamble had never left his control.

He Ao looked at the confused and suspicious Ludo with a smile.

Just when Ludo thought He Ao would explain his methods in detail, he heard He Ao say softly, “Secret.”

“You!”

Ludo was so angry that he felt a rush of blood to his head and momentarily lost his balance

“Young man, the Federal Bureau of Investigation isn’t for you,” Viktor said, clapping lightly, “Interested in a career change?

We don’t make much here, but a weekly salary of tens of thousands is still easy.”

I only make eight hundred a week…

He Ao smacked his lips and then smiled, shaking his head, “Mr.

Viktor, just let us in first.”

“Sure!”

Viktor clapped his hands and summoned a man with a square face and a long scar that almost covered his entire left face.

Viktor ordered the man, “Take them to the highest place in the casino.”

Scar-face hesitated upon hearing Viktor’s command; he looked at He Ao and Selena and finally nodded, extending his hand, “Please follow me.”

“Good luck with your mission.”

Viktor smiled, watching He Ao and Selena leave, then turned his gaze toward Ludo.

The bet happened quickly, lasting less than ten minutes.

Ludo was now slumped in his chair in despair.

When he saw Viktor’s gaze fall on him, he said anxiously, “Boss, give me another chance, I can take out that kid outside the ring.”

“You win some, you lose some.”

Viktor shook his head with a smile and drew out the dagger that was stuck on the table.

—-

The man with the scarred face led He Ao and his companion into the VIP area.

They walked along the edge of the VIP zone, passing several elevators; it didn’t seem as though they were heading upward.

“The highest place in the casino is?”

He Ao, leaning close to Selena, asked with some confusion.

“It’s the surveillance room,” Selena whispered back, “‘To stand high is to see all,’ that’s casino slang.”

He Ao began to understand.

The casino was ‘without’ surveillance, but they had a ‘high point’ from which they could see the entire casino.

Though it seemed redundant, they could thereby refuse government requests for surveillance footage.

As He Ao pondered this, Selena suddenly leaned in close, her soft chest almost touching his arm.

…

Did this girl change her Mechanized Body?

Why is the realism this time so much higher than before?

“Ande, don’t be so impulsive next time.

Threatening to kill and gambling with your life, you’ve got a long road ahead and many more thrilling experiences to come.

You shouldn’t risk yourself for a couple of society’s dregs,” she said.

Selena didn’t realize how close she was to He Ao.

Her tone was like that of a big sister earnestly advising her brash younger brother.

He Ao looked at Selena’s delicate beauty, revealing only a shallow smile without speaking.

“You still don’t take it seriously?” Selena rubbed her temples, “You’ve provoked Ludo now; that guy is notoriously vindictive.

Even though he’s facing trial for trafficking in contraband drugs, by the efficiency of Dawn City’s courts, that’s still at least a month away.

But his retaliation might come tonight.

So, since you haven’t found a place to stay yet, how about I make some space in my office for you?

You can stay at the Federal Bureau of Investigation for the time being.”

“Thank you,” He Ao said, looking at Selena’s earnest face and smiling softly, then adding, “He won’t retaliate against me.”

“Hmm?”

Selena was somewhat puzzled.

Because he wouldn’t live through the night.

He Ao cast his gaze toward the noisy VIP area of the casino; as soon as Viktor had first appeared, He Ao had sensed Viktor’s intent to kill Ludo.

The feeling of wanting to kill someone is hard to hide, so He Ao just conveniently gave Viktor a reasonable excuse.

As the witness to the bet, it was reasonable for Viktor to execute the final wager of the gambling game by ending the loser’s life.

Just then, a red figure entered He Ao’s field of vision.

“Selena, I can’t help with monitoring, but I think I’ve found some other clues.

Just call me if you find anything on Mu Xiu.”

With that, he charged directly into the midst of the casino.

——

“Boss, please give me another chance.”

Kneeling in a compartment on the sub-level of the casino, Ludo had thrown the steel dagger on the ground, looking up at Viktor with tears streaming down his face, “All these years you were in prison, I was the one diligently managing the casino for you, if not for merit, then at least for hard work.”

“I gave you a chance, you agreed to the terms of the bet,” Viktor glanced at the dagger on the ground, then took out an exquisite handgun and slowly screwed on a silencer, pressing the barrel lightly against Ludo’s forehead, “I will take good care of your wife and kids.”

Bang—

With a sharp, soft gunshot, Ludo’s eyes widened before he collapsed onto the cold floor, his blood slowly spreading.

“Boss, what about those who conspired with Ludo, the ones who colluded with the corporations?”

A thin, stern-looking man stepped out from the shadows behind.

“Kill those who betrayed the gang,” Viktor said as he pulled out a cigar, snipped the ends, and put it in his mouth.

“Now that I am out, the Money Rat Gang is still my Money Rat Gang.”

The stern man struck a cigar match and placed it under Viktor’s cigar, the strong tobacco glowing intermittently red as it was toasted by the flame.

“You have worked hard these years,” sighed Viktor, “from now on, I’ll leave the Crown Casino to you to manage.”

“It’s what I should do.”

The stern man replied calmly, then slowly retreated back into the shadows.

The dim lighting shone on Viktor’s cheeks, half in light, half in darkness.

The dense smoke from the cigar rose slowly, blurring the boundaries between light and dark.

Just then, Viktor suddenly remembered something, he looked at the stern man, “How many kids does Ludo have?”

“He doesn’t have any children; he isn’t married, just two mistresses, replacing one every three months.”

The stern man replied calmly.

The room fell into a long silence.

After what felt like an eternity, Viktor finally removed the cigar from his mouth,

“This guy has been coming to me for a raise every year, claiming it was for baby formula money.”

“He himself prefers to drink milk; his mistresses are usually other men’s wives or women who have recently given birth, those with ample chests.”

The stern man added slowly.

Viktor: …

He picked up the gun and fired another shot at Ludo’s corpse.