Tokyo, but I'm a deceitful scumbag.

The sudden voices immediately drew the attention of all the sailors in the wheelhouse. They all looked towards the door and saw six strangers barging in.

"Who are you? This place is not allowed..."

Just as the first mate was about to reprimand them, he noticed that five of the six men were wearing masks that covered the lower half of their faces, and they were carrying AK rifles!

In an instant, his words caught in his throat.

His salary doesn't even allow him to confront such a person.

The other sailors noticed this and immediately became tense.

In this situation, they certainly didn't think it was a toy!

Finally, the captain stood up and said, "Was all of this your doing?"

Across from them, the only man not wearing a mask smiled and nodded.

If Hideyuki Hoshino were here, he would definitely recognize him as that burly, curly-haired man who walks silently!

The captain continued, asking:

"So who are you? What do you want? Do you know what this behavior means...?"

"Captain, you have too many questions."

The curly-haired, burly man laughed, "From now on, you only need to know one thing... Your Mengbo is ours now!"

Chapter 113 It's over, the fox's travel plans are ruined.

"Dear passengers, we regret to inform you that due to weather conditions, the itinerary has to be adjusted... Please proceed to the Venice Hall after hearing this announcement... The captain will explain the subsequent plans..."

The next morning, while Hoshino Hideyuki was brushing his teeth, he heard the above words on the radio.

Is it a weather problem? Is there a typhoon?

The Venetian Hall—if I remember correctly, that's the name of the casino on the ship. Why choose that as the meeting point? Don't they consider the minors?

Hoshino Hideyuki narrowed his eyes, instinctively sensing something was amiss, and after a moment's thought...

Nonsence!

I almost swallowed the toothpaste water!

He quickly spat out the water, wiped his face, and then pulled Iji Chikiri from next door out the door.

"Hideyuki..."

Ichikiku was still a little groggy, seemingly not fully awake: "Are we going to the Venetian Hall?"

"Yes."

Hoshino Hideyuki nodded and said, "But something's off about this. It's like a naughty high school girl making a sweet lemon tea with black stockings instead of white ones. Anyway, stick close to me for a bit."

"I don't understand your analogy..."

Ichikiku pouted, but still perked up and followed behind the fox.

Hoshino Hideyuki led her outside, and along the way, he plucked a few strands of hair, blew them around a corner, and they transformed into a strongman.

That's enough preparation for now; we can adapt to whatever comes our way.

Maybe nothing will happen...

soon.

The two arrived at the Venice Hall.

This is the second largest space on the ship after the deck and the theater. At the end is a large stage for performances, surrounded by gambling tables, and several rows of pinball machines are placed along the walls.

The overall decoration style is very luxurious, with statues, fountains, and crystal chandeliers. It is magnificent and dazzling. I imagine that at night, when combined with lights and music, it will be very easy to get excited.

At this moment, about four hundred people have gathered here. Considering that the Mengbo has only been at sea for three days and has not yet picked up passengers from Southeast Asia and Australia, these people are almost all the passengers on board.

They were all discussing it and were puzzled by the broadcast.

Hoshino Hideyuki glanced around and easily spotted Kudo Nanase and Haibara Chizuru. The two girls, like the others, were at a loss.

On the other side of the hall, he also noticed the Caesar father and son and their henchmen.

Unlike ordinary guests, they were of higher status and directly summoned nearby sailors to communicate with them face-to-face. However, judging from their dissatisfied expressions, they clearly did not obtain any useful information.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

Just then, the captain finally walked onto the stage, accompanied by several oddly dressed people.

However, after saying that, he nervously took two steps back, leaving his position and microphone to the curly-haired burly man behind him.

Hoshino Hideyuki's pupils contracted as he realized that this was an acquaintance he had met the previous night.

Wait a minute, it seems he's not the only acquaintance...

Hoshino Hideyuki then looked at the curly-haired burly man's companions.

Although they covered the lower half of their faces with masks, the fox still recognized them. Two of them were the assassins from Yunhai Casino who had almost killed a patrolman in front of him the month before last and who had called him "sir"!

A bald man and a tall, thin young man—there's no mistake!

hiss……

Oh dear, is there some kind of gambling den on the ship?

The fox sighed and gently took Ichikiku's hand in his.

Ichikiku was startled, her face slightly flushed, and she asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Shhh."

He gave a wink, then pulled the female accomplice back slowly, shielding the other passengers in front of him, while simultaneously estimating the distance to the exit...

Meanwhile, on the stage.

Facing hundreds of passengers who were confused and somewhat angry, the curly-haired, burly man remained unfazed. He didn't even use a microphone; he walked directly to the edge of the stage and loudly proclaimed:

"I am Sada Kunishimichi, a performance artist!"

"I'm sorry, the captain and I conspired to lie to everyone. There are actually no weather problems in the Mengbo's route. I gathered everyone here mainly to invite you to participate in my performance..."

These words immediately caused an uproar.

"What is this guy saying?"

"As a joke, this is going too far! It's a waste of everyone's time!"

"How can you treat us like this? Give us our money back! Give us our money back!"

Among them, the most vehement reaction came from Nishizawa Saji's son, Nishizawa Kento.

He sensed his girlfriend's displeasure and saw this as a good opportunity to show off, so he led his two henchmen to the front of the stage and directly questioned the captain and Sada Kunishirodo:

"Who made the decision to do something so ridiculous..."

Boom!

However, with the sound of two gunshots, before he could finish speaking, the crew-cut man and the man with dyed hair who had been encouraging him behind him collapsed to the ground, clutching their chests.

Not long ago, they were still trying to make fun of blind people; now, they will never see the sun rise again.

The captain covered his face, unable to bear witnessing this scene.

After a moment of silence, the people in the hall realized what had happened and instantly descended into chaos. Some screamed, some tried to run away, and some stood there bewildered, as if a bunch of mischievous kids had thrown a bundle of firecrackers into a hornet's nest!

boom!Boom!

Sada Kunishirō raised his pistol and fired three more shots, finally calming the crowd down.

"I'm sorry to have startled you all. In order to make you realize the reality as soon as possible, I had to take some extreme measures."

"However, it seems that the effect is quite good now. I'm sure you all understand now that I wasn't joking."

As he spoke, he glanced at Kento Nishizawa.

The latter glanced at the familiar corpse lying in a pool of blood, then at him, and was so terrified by that look that he fell to the ground, the color of his groin gradually darkening...

This time, he really wet his pants.

There's no need to be so afraid.

Sada Kunishirō chuckled and scratched his head:

"I'm not some kind of serial killer."

"Ultimately, I just hope that everyone can actively participate in my performance."

"Let me give you a brief explanation."

He clapped his hands, and his companions behind him carried a large box up.

"My performance is titled 'The Stage of Unpredictable Destiny'~"

"Specifically, it's a lottery game!"

"For the next three days, each day you will need to come up on stage, draw a slip of paper from this box, and do the things indicated on it."

"Some are simple, like drinking three bottles of water in a row; some are more embarrassing, like barking like a dog in public; and some are truly difficult, like gouging out one of your own eyes, or gouging out someone else's eyes."

Sada Kunishirō said this, his smile remaining unchanged.

However, many of the audience members began to tremble, constantly crying out things like, "Why did I have to suffer such misfortune?"

The fox simply rolled its eyes.

Why don't you just name this performance "Grilled Squid Game"? Consider it a sequel to the original "Squid Game" filmed in a small workshop.

Speaking of which, hijacking a 10,000-ton cruise ship and doing something like that, the people at Yunhai Casino are really crazy...

My trip is completely ruined now. I need to find a chance to send them those bottles of super glue disguised as glycerin suppositories.

On stage, Sada Kunishirō coughed twice.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. Let's get started. Anyone want to volunteer? Oh, there really is someone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a person wearing an eye patch walked up from the audience.

"Very good……"

He reached out to welcome him, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower body!