NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

Before her teammate could utter the word "death," the venomous snake, its face gradually turning red and swollen, swiftly grabbed the jackal, pulled it back to her side, and patted its head to soothe the little girl's emotions.

Then, the girl turned to look at the sunglasses-wearing man who was swinging his wrist, a strange hint of mockery in her eyes.

"Alright, alright~ I know you want to see my superior."

How about this? I'll just call him for you, okay?

Chapter 212 I Don't Lack Money

5:45 PM

The outer edge of the city is a den of iniquity, the Atlantis Hotel.

"The Outsider Force, Tetra Corporation's non-mass-produced Niki, codename Viper."

Ostensibly under the Central Intelligence Administration, she actually obeys CEO Mississippi, also known as Miss Shuen.

Inside the executive suite, Ivy Bernard, dressed in a dark blue gown, brushed her scarlet manicured nails across the right side of Viper's face. Then, the woman walked around the chair to the other side of the woman and said lazily:

"Look at this little face, it's no wonder it's made by Tetra, it's really beautiful."

"Haha~ My sister is beautiful too~"

The venomous snake, chained to a chair, had crescent-shaped eyebrows and was completely unaware of the danger it was in, nor did it bother to argue with the other party about the claim that "Nikki's appearance and figure are actually a 100% replica of her pre-surgery state."

The girl simply exclaimed from the bottom of her heart:

"Let me guess... Do you have any left over from Yves Saint Laurent's Classic No. 5? Can you sell me a bottle? I want to use it when I go on a date with my sweetheart!"

"Whoa~ Oh?"

Hearing the snake's words and seeing that the girl still had the leisure to joke, Ivy raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Then, the handsome hotel general manager tossed his long, wavy, off-white hair over his chest and sat down at the long table in front of the girl, his posture wild and unrestrained yet still exuding aristocratic charm.

"I didn't expect you to have such good taste. It's a pity she's just a Niki from the outer region."

Snapped!

The woman snapped her fingers, and the security guard standing beside her immediately understood. He stepped forward, deftly drew a short sword from his waist, and handed it to his boss.

The sword has a very retro design, with a mahogany handle inlaid with gold, an ornately carved guard, and layers of textures. It is more appropriate to call it a sharpened work of art than a weapon.

Ivy Bernard held a short sword in her right hand, gently stroked the blade with her left, and looked down at her manicured nails.

"Although you, Niki, can shut down the sensation of pain."

But seeing how beautifully you're dressed, I imagine you wouldn't want your pretty face to be slashed like a chopping board, right?

Don't think that you can get a skin transplant to solve the scar problem after this is over.

Believe me, if I wanted to, every time you change this face, I could cut it to shreds again.

So tell me, who sent you to this den of iniquity to assassinate Jason Boulder?

……

……

drip-

The screen displays 5:22 PM, and the call is connected.

When Phoenix heard an unexpected male voice coming from Viper's phone...

The lieutenant's expression immediately darkened as the other party spoke.

"This Niki, plus that mad dog Niki, both pieces of scrap metal are in my hands."

"..."

Without responding to the other party's statement, Phoenix silently pulled out another personal cell phone that Viper had given him back in the club days.

—That private cell phone that could be used to locate the jackals.

"Listen, as long as you cooperate with us to answer some questions, we guarantee that these two pieces of scrap metal will be safe and sound."

Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't care about these two pieces of scrap metal.

You only need to know two things.

First, we can definitely catch you... just like we can catch them.

Secondly, in the outer regions, there is nothing we dare not do.

"..."

The red dot on the map slowly moved south, while the lieutenant remained silent until the other person spoke again, at which point he interrupted him.

"Now, the first question is..."

"Release her, and I'll come back for you."

"...Let her go? Ha...you're kidding me..."

"Listen, if I find any signs of abuse on her body..."

The sound of a chainsaw, like a chain jammed, squeezed out from the man's throat, which, combined with his already deep voice, added credibility to his subsequent words.

"Even if it's just a small bruise, I'll light your sky lanterns."

remember.

The more wounds a fire has, the slower it burns.

……

beep - beep - beep -

The dial tone, signaling the phone call being disconnected, echoed faintly in the flat-headed security guard's ears, like the Grim Reaper's call or the King of Hell calling his name.

Behind his sunglasses, the security chief glanced at the faint red handprint on Viper's left cheek, then looked at the obedience message on his phone screen.

After noting down the phone number to dial, the guy curled up a disdainful smile, then suddenly swung his arm and smashed his girlish pink phone to pieces right in front of the snake.

"The biggest problem with humans is that they lack self-awareness."

The security chief, watching the snake's smile fade, then contentedly straightened his suit and said:

"I didn't expect him to actually care about you two pieces of scrap metal."

"Heh, look at your expression. Do you think your backer is really that powerful?"

Just you wait, once he finds out who we really are, I'll make sure you see him kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy like a dog.

"..."

Security's words caused a smile that seemed to bring "pleasure" to slowly reappear on the snake's face.

"Ah, ah, the way you straighten your suit and adjust your tie is really manly, Mr. Hound."

It's a pity my husband doesn't understand this kind of thing. I'd like you to teach him a bit later, okay?

Please help me~

……

……

6:02 PM.

Pale blue ambient lights shine from the bottom of pools of various sizes, and virtual schools of fish are projected onto the ceiling below, swimming lifelike in the air, complemented by just the right amount of warm orange light as an accent color for this ocean.

Compared to the directness, retro style, and extravagance of the Gold Coin Battle, the five-story casino at Atlantis can only be described with one word.

--grace.

"Full pressure."

Wearing a half-mask, with burn scars still visible on his left cheek, Phoenix leaned against the poker table with one hand, pushing all the chips on the table forward.

Hua la la la——

The clatter of mahjong tiles followed the man's movements, creating a constant commotion and simultaneously undermining the refined tastes of the gamblers present.

To follow or not to follow?

I definitely won't follow that.

This man, who won from start to finish and outmaneuvered two groups of people, was like the King of Atlantis, who successfully seized all the property of those who challenged his authority with each all-in bet.

Even the staff at the Atlantis casino couldn't help but suspect that the masked man who appeared out of nowhere might have used some unknown, latest cheating method.

"Not with."

"I'm not going either."

"...I won't go with it."

To preserve their last assets, the third-round gamblers, having lost most of their chips, reluctantly got up and left. The chairs thus lost their current owners, and in a short time, they also lost their future owners.

Initially, when the onlookers watched Phoenix's actions from a god-like perspective, they simply thought the other players on the field were too stupid, unable to even distinguish between some common tricks and real attacks.

But when it came to their turn, the unlucky ones realized that they were stuck in an invisible spider web, and were gradually wrapped up like dumplings by the web's owner, ultimately being devoured.

This guy is definitely suspicious; don't expect to win that pile of chips worth millions by going all in.