There are not many people on the entire island, but in this large entertainment city, a large number of people gather here.

The greedy nature of human nature is vividly demonstrated here.

I don’t know how many pirates or wealthy families from around here choose to come here to make a fortune.

I don’t know how many ordinary humans want to get rich overnight here.

However, their endings are roughly the same, that is, they all lose everything. In the end, many of them even lose themselves and even their family members and children.

The people who come later turn a blind eye to all this, and may always have a sense of luck and think that they are the luckiest ones.

To a certain extent, there is truth in the saying that poor people must be hateful.

For example, some people here.

It was in the afternoon when Mawson came here. For people here, night is the time for carnival. However, looking at the current flow of people here, it is not difficult to imagine how popular it will be at night.

This is his first time in an amusement park that focuses on gambling.

The large entertainment city is connected together and divided into various areas.

The wonderful experience is all in xx Entertainment City. Various ways of playing will make you excited. The advertising slogan flashed across Moson's mind instantly.

Ahem...this is serious, don't think too much.

It makes no difference to Mawson, because none of him knows how. This is really a sad story.

Fortunately, he didn't come here to show off, he still had serious business to do.

"Gaga, it feels very good here. Boy Mo Sen, please give me some chips. I'm going to kill everyone."

The old demon is crazy about being alone. The more people there are, the more excited it becomes. The various lively scenes here are certainly very attractive to it.

Bang...

Mo Sen gave him a fist and said: "Let's have fun, don't forget about business, or I will pluck out all your hair later."

With that said, Mohsen went to exchange the chips.

I didn't exchange too much, 500 million beli. I thought that even if I lost everything, I could still stay here until dinner time.

I gave the old demon 2 million Baileys in chips and let him go on his own.

"Quack, don't worry, Mr. Mosen. Today, I will make you understand what the European Emperor is, and I will definitely earn you 200 million Baileys back."

The old demon flew around Mawson twice in excitement, and then confidently flew into a place with the most people with his chips.

Mo Sen's face was full of black lines and he ignored him.

At this time, Baccarat, who was previously responsible for receiving Mohsen, changed her clothes. She wore a dark red dress that showed her hot figure to the fullest. The skirt had a very high slit, and her white thighs were looming as she walked around, making her look attractive.

Reverie.

She walked up to Mo Sen, gently fiddled with her long and messy hair, and said, "Sir Mo Sen, this is your first time here. Why don't you let me introduce you to some of the ways to play here? What do you think?"

"Then thank you, Miss Baccarat. It just so happens that I don't know how to play with these things." Moson was not polite. It would be better to have someone to introduce it to him than to figure it out alone.

In fact, many people in the casino have already recognized Mawson's identity, but they were already obsessed with it when they arrived. They didn't recognize Mawson when they came and didn't dare to say hello.

Baccarat covered her mouth with her gloved hand and smiled sweetly: "This is my honor."

She led the way, stopping to introduce the area to Mawson. When Mawson showed interest and wanted to try it, she followed silently without making a sound.

There is no father or son at the gambling table, and these high-flying gamblers are not too afraid of Mohsen's identity.

After all, this is a neutral area recognized by the World Government, which is also a guarantee for pirates.

In fact, they think a little too much.

With Mawson's current strength, how could he look down on these low-class pirates?

Baccarat didn't give any hint to the casino staff, asking him to take care of Mawson.

For such a master, such an approach would not be a good relationship but an offence.

Here, the power of seeing and hearing is very useful.

Of course, Mawson doesn't bother to cheat here with his knowledge.

His main purpose was to see if he could meet an extremely strange old woman and that extremely conspicuous silly son.

There are games like Baccarat, Blackjack, Russian Roulette, etc., which Merson has only just tried.

It’s just a fact that some people are like fireflies in the dark no matter where they are.

God actually prefers some good-looking people, and Mawson's three million chips turned into 15 million before he knew it.

On the contrary, the old demon who wants to kill everyone is a bit miserable.

"Boy Mo Sen, give me another 1 million chips. I won't believe in evil today, and I can't win even one game."

This was the third time that the old demon came to ask for chips from Mawson. It was very fast and flew around the field without finding the target. Finally, it had sex with a huge slot machine, and then...

The end is a bit sad.

It turns out that this parrot who always thought he was handsome is an uglier in the bird world.

There is no doubt that he is a non-chief bird.

The old demon once again took one million chips to fight back to the place where he was frustrated just now, and he must be prepared to win.

Baccarat couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing. She looked at Mawson and said, "Your Majesty Mawson's bird is so interesting. It must be your famous sword. I heard it can turn into a beautiful parrot.

Now it seems that it is truly well-deserved.”

Ahem...what you said is ambiguous.

What does it mean to call my bird interesting?

How do you know if my bird is interesting or not if you have never seen it?

"However, Mr. Mosen, your luck is really good. This is the first time I have seen a big shot with such good luck as you."

Baccarat's eyes were filled with waves, and she looked at Mo Sen with a look that could make water drip out of her eyes.

It is said that it is difficult for anyone not to like such a beautiful woman, even if they know that there is an element of pretense in it.

"Ms. Baccarat, thank you. You are not a big shot, I am just an ordinary sailor. However, when it comes to luck, shouldn't a good-looking person like me have better luck?"

Baccarat was stunned for a moment by Mo Sen's words. She looked at Mo Sen's face, which was much prettier than hers, and said with a sweet smile: "Your Excellency Mo Sen is really humorous, but I also agree with your point of view. Who made you do this?"

nice."

The two talked, and Mawson won again.

Not only that, there are a few guys with good vision who have also won a lot like Mawson.

Seeing Mo Sen look over, they showed a sly expression, but there was a proud look in their eyes.

These people have each earned millions of Baileys by following Mawson.

Anyway, Mawson can't do anything to them here.

After playing around in this huge amusement city, Mawson had nearly 30 million chips in hand.

Baccarat looked at the guys who had been following Mo Sen without moving her expression. She smiled and said to Mo Sen: "Your Excellency Mo Sen, in the hall, there is no need to worry about being disturbed by others."

Mo Sen thought for a moment and nodded: "That's fine."

Then he called back the old demon who had almost lost all his chips again.

The autistic old demon was so embarrassed when he came back that he flew back into the scabbard and refused to come out again.

This time, the bragging was blown away.

Killing everyone is killing everyone, but unfortunately it's not him, but that bastard boy Mo Sen.

He might have already thought about ridiculing his handsome bird and couldn't give him this opportunity.

Even if you beat me to death, you won’t be able to leave!

…

In the VIP hall, as Mo Sen followed the big-headed old man who could walk through the wall, uh, well, Mr. Tanaka entered the room. Inside was Tezzolo, who had been waiting for a while.

"Welcome Vice Admiral Mawson to our ship. It's an honor to meet you. I am Gilde Tezzolo, the captain of this ship. I apologize for not being able to greet Lieutenant General Mawson in person."

Sunglasses made of gold were pinned on the top of his head, his dark green hair was combed back, and he was wearing a red suit that looked high-end. Tezzolo looked very humble when he greeted Mawson.

Of course, the tone also has its own confidence.

As he spoke, several aristocratic-looking guys in the room also saw Mawson and couldn't help but whisper.

Moson said: "Captain Tezzolo is too polite. I'm here to relax this time. Just treat me as an ordinary guest."

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey. Sir Mawson, please take a seat." Tezolo guided Mawson to sit down, and he sat opposite Mawson.

This was the first time he saw Mawson.

It's better to meet than to be famous. This navy monster vice-admiral looks younger than in the photo, and his appearance is also enviable.

What's even more terrifying is that the breath is as deep as an abyss, and you can't feel the depth at all.

I made sure with my eyes that I am someone not to be messed with.
To be continued...