Seeing how Chris had managed to fool the group of people with just his mouth, Daz was stunned.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and his icy face could no longer maintain its calm.
"Ahhhh, bastard!"
The boss swung his mace at Chris.
He didn't want to listen to Chris's nonsense anymore. As long as he was solved, everything would be solved.
"Wow, brother, good skills. Your combat power has definitely exceeded 10000!”
Chris tilted his body and dodged the attack, but he did not forget to tease him.
"What are you idiots still looking at? Let's attack together. Don't let him escape!"
Seeing Chris dodge the attack, the boss shouted angrily.
At this moment, the thugs finally realized that Chris had been playing them like monkeys.
"Bastard, how dare you trick us! Kill him!”
"Go, kill him, kill this bastard!”
"How dare he lie to us! Kill him!"
The thugs swarmed up and tried to hack Chris to death.
"Sigh, why aren't you obedient? I really didn't lie to you.”
Chris shook his head." Daz, I'll leave it to you."”
Chris then turned around to collect his chips, turning a blind eye to the swords that were looking at him from behind.
"Clang!"
"Ahhh
"Puff!"
The sound of fighting rang out, and the ground was filled with the corpses of the thugs. The people who had attacked Chris were all dead.
"Hey, Daz, don't be so ruthless. If others see us, they'll think we're bullying them.”
Chris shook his head.
The surrounding gamblers looked at Chris with fear in their eyes. This man's underlings were so powerful. They took care of all the thugs in the casino in a few moves.
"You're finished, bastard. You don't even know who you've offended.”
"You're dead!"
"That lord will definitely not let you off!”
The leader of the thugs was on his last breath. He stared at Chris with his only open eye and said his last words in this world.
"Hey, exchange for chips!"
Chris placed a large bag of chips at the counter.
A waiter counted the chips nervously and handed Chris a suitcase.
"A total of 500 million Bailey.”
The waiter squeezed out a bitter smile and tried his best not to offend the man in front of him.
He hoped that this guy would be hacked to death the moment he stepped out of the house, or drowned on the boat. He hoped that he would never come again.
"Sure enough, money comes quickly from gambling. I easily got 500 million yuan.”
"From today onwards, please call me West Ocean Gambling God Chris!”
"I already told those people that I'm really the Gambling God of West Ocean. Why didn't they believe me?”
"Am I right? Daz?"
"Can I say it's wrong?"
That was what she thought in her heart, but she still said,"You're the captain. Whatever you say is right.”
Chris was in a good mood and walked out of the casino with a radiant face.
Originally, he had already spent most of his private savings. Now, in the blink of an eye, he had become a rich man.
He felt very happy.
"Sandstorm!"
With a furious roar, a sandstorm created by a tornado rushed towards Chris.
The houses along the way collapsed and the trees were uprooted!
"One Blade Stream! Purgatory Slash!"
Chris reacted quickly. He slashed the moon again, and a huge sword aura had already left his body.
The sword Qi and the sandstorm collided in the air. After a few breaths of stalemate, the sword Qi exploded and split the sandstorm into two.
The sword aura had also exhausted its strength at this time. After advancing for dozens of meters, it finally dissipated, leaving only a deep mark on the sand.
"Krogdal!"
Chris stared at the roof in front of him. He saw a ball of sand slowly gathering and finally turning into a person.
"Brat, you are Milky Way Chris!”
Krogdahl held a bounty in his hand and compared it to Chris. He confirmed that he was the target of the navy's invitation to eliminate him!
"Brat, are you the one who caused trouble in my casino?”
"You're really bold!"
"Are you courting death?"
Krogdahl's voice was very cold, but the murderous intent mixed in it made people feel cold.
When the surrounding people saw Krogdal appear, they all began to flee. No one dared to stay here.
"Krogdahl, I didn't expect you to come so quickly.”
"I thought I could make a profit and run away.”
Chris shrugged. He didn't care about Krogdahl's threat at all.
Chris's original plan was to make a fortune at the Cayenne and escape before Krogdal could react.
Although he wasn't afraid of Krogdahl, he didn't want to fight him unless it was necessary.
Why fight?
Chris didn't need to break through in a desperate battle.
He only needed to save money and buy skills through the system. Naturally, he would be able to become stronger quickly.
"Brat, are you provoking me?”
Seeing Chris's indifferent expression, Krogdahl was finally enraged.
"Brat, don't think you can be too arrogant just because you have some achievements in the West Ocean.”
"Countless pirates come to Alabastan every year, and not many of them can leave this island alive.”
"I've seen too many newcomers like you. Everyone thought they were very strong, but in the end, they all died in my hands.”
Krokdahl looked down at Chris with disdain.
A mere newcomer actually dared to provoke him. It had been many years since he had encountered such a person.
"Crocodile, aren't you overestimating yourself?”
At this moment, Chris had also put away his playful attitude. He could not let his guard down when facing Krokdahl.
As Chris finished speaking, the battlefield fell silent.
Veins bulged on Krogdahl's forehead. He was truly enraged.
An indescribable aura emanated from his body, causing the surrounding air to become somewhat heavy.
If it was a weak pirate, he would be crushed by this aura and lose the courage to fight him.
This was Krogdal!
This was the Sea of Seven Kings!
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