NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

boom!

No sooner had he finished speaking than the mad lieutenant raised his right leg and stepped onto the gambling table.

Then, in front of everyone, the man standing at the gambling table stepped across the chip pool, walked to Haggard, squatted down, and smiled as he reached out and gently patted the bald man's face.

"Hey, shall we continue playing?"

……

……

Snap, snap, snap...

The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the silent casino, striking not only Lamo Hague's face but also the hearts of the onlookers.

They've seen people go hysterical after losing everything at the gambling table, and they've seen people break down and scream because they have nothing left, but they've never seen a madman who would go all in on 20 million and then keep betting one finger more.

Who is he?

Wasn't that a bit too crazy?

However, no one was actually alarmed by Phoenix's bloody proposal.

Many of them, like ticket-buying spectators in the Colosseum stands, looked at the dazed Ramo Hague with expectant eyes.

加？

Or not?

……

Snap, snap, snap——

As he felt the slaps on his face, Haggard gradually recovered from his shock, and his fleshy face began to tremble with what he called "rage".

He hadn't been humiliated like this in a long time, especially in front of so many high-society figures.

Snapped!

Raising his hand, he slapped Phoenix's forearm away, and the bald commander growled menacingly:

"You dare to bluff me?!"

To his surprise, Phoenix casually picked up the conversation as soon as he finished speaking.

"So that means gambling?"

"?"

After saying that, the man grabbed Haggard's right wrist and slammed it onto the gambling table.

boom--!

"Brand, lay your cards on the table."

Hearing Mr. Phoenix's instructions, the still bewildered white rabbit blinked blankly for a while before finally replying:

"Yes! I understand!"

Just as she was agreeing, the man uttered words that made everyone's palms sweat.

Lieutenant Phoenix, whose expression already revealed a hint of madness, pressed down on Lamo Hague's right wrist, his breathing heavy and muffled, like the noise of an exhaust fan.

"Should we raise the stakes again, how about betting another toe?"

"Are you fucking mentally ill?!"

He shouted out a bunch of nonsense.

Belatedly realizing that someone was brewing murderous intent, Hague finally understood that this high-stakes gamble was a bit abnormal...

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Once at the gambling table, Blair had already revealed Phoenix's hand.

—Ace of Spades.

Therefore, the hand for table five is [Q, Q, 7, A, *A].

Black's hole card is ?9, and the hand for table two is [?A, ?A, ?2, ?9, *?9].

If the card types are the same and the first digit is the same, then spades are higher.

"It seems I won."

The man, who knew the outcome as soon as the shuffle ended, ignored Hague's unrevealed trump card and instead pulled out his military dagger from his waist.

It was at that very moment!

Driven by a will to survive, Captain Ramo Hague, who thought he was going to be killed on the spot, panicked and pulled out his tactical dagger, instinctively stabbing Phoenix in the body without thinking.

puff-

There was no dodging, no parrying.

The bald guy stared blankly as his dagger successfully pierced the abdomen of the madman in front of him, and then he lost all feeling in his left palm.

"Look, you stabbed me first."

The man, who had switched from a left-handed to a right-handed knife at some point, smiled with satisfaction, his expression as innocent and childlike as if he had received a gift.

"Then it's reasonable for me to cut you a couple more times, right?"

puff-

In an instant, the military dagger pierced through Hagg's right elbow joint, easily severing the tendons attached to the joint.

Then, amidst the screams and horrified shouts of the audience, the man who had pulled out the dagger watched Hagg's fleeing figure with boredom, then threw the dagger into the back of his thigh, forcing Hagg to tumble to the ground.

Pfft!

Seeing the other man fall to the ground, the lieutenant took a deep breath of relief, then jumped off the table. As he walked, he took out his phone from his pocket and pointed the camera at Captain Ramo Hague, who was struggling to get up.

"Yes, yes, yes, get up quickly, remember to put your weight on your left leg, right~"

boom!

He stepped forward, kicked over the scumbag who had finally managed to get up, raised his leg and stepped on the hilt of the dagger with the sole of his shoe, then stomped hard, instantly burying the half-exposed dagger into the other man's thigh.

The serrated edge of the blade violently provoked the pain nerves in his muscles, and the intense, irresistible pain forced Ramo Hague to scream in agony.

"Tsk, could you be a little more expressive and contort your expression a little more?"

Glancing at the somewhat lacking visual presentation in the video, Phoenix frowned, kicked the knife hilt with his toe in dissatisfaction, and said righteously:

"Are you crying?"

"Damn it, why aren't you crying?!"

Chapter 135 Poor Noal

Bloodstains, like the remnants left by a dying centipede struggling, twisted and spread across the ground as Raman Hague crawled toward the casino's entrance.

Hysterical wails repeatedly pierced the ears of gamblers, security guards, and even some Nikis.

As for the sound, it was indeed chilling, but it seemed somewhat affected in the face of real terror...

"Keep it up! You can do it!"

Standing beside the stairs, a man holding a mobile phone and leaning against the wall kindly comforted the criminal lying on the ground, his tone as warm as a dentist gently comforting a child on the operating table.

"If you can climb to the first floor, I won't kill you, okay?"

On the carpet, enduring the gradually subsiding pain, a thick vein bulged on the top of Hager's shiny scalp. At this moment, the muscles in his cheeks were trembling slightly, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and resentment.

"If you dare...kill...their dogs...you won't live much longer either."

"Ok?"

Faced with the personal threat from Lamo Hague, Phoenix touched his chin, suddenly squatted down, moved his phone aside, and revealed his face, which was filled with anticipation.

"Tell me, who is this dog's master?"

The man's question, tinged with curiosity and eagerness, took Hegel, who had just uttered those harsh words, quite by surprise.

"You...want to kill me, and you also want me...to tell you information?"

Logically speaking, what the bald man said wasn't entirely wrong. The problem was that he had offended a patient whom even rehabilitation centers and job markets were reluctant to take in.

After listening to Haig's explanation, Phoenix's brows furrowed sharply, and he spoke with righteous indignation:

"First, I didn't say I was going to kill you. I said that as long as you manage to climb from the third floor to the first floor, I'll call an ambulance for you."

If you died on the way due to excessive blood loss, that's your own fault, not my problem.

Secondly, if you're willing to tell me who your masters are, then I can reluctantly help you commit humanitarian suicide. No need to thank me; it's only right that we help each other.

Third, I hate those who cut off the chapter the most. If you dare to cut off the chapter, I'll turn you into a human stamp...

The person paused slightly, the smile and spring breeze on their face gradually fading, leaving behind a face with little expression.

"Living, you know?"

……

What is a human body stamp?