Navigator: I have a double six-story house

Su Qing laughed, a very unrestrained and arrogant laugh.

He leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs.

"Su Qing".

After announcing his name, he seemed to feel that his momentum wasn't strong enough, so he added another sentence.

"Remember this name, the man who will become a legendary captain."

After saying that, he reached out and pulled Luo Wei, who was standing next to him, into his arms.

Luo Wei's body suddenly crashed into Su Qing's arms, and she fell onto Su Qing, her long, deep red hair cascading down like a waterfall.

She was stunned, completely unexpected that Su Qing would pull this stunt.

Han Ce on the other side didn't look too good.

He stopped calmly shuffling the cards and stared intently at Su Qing.

Su Qing pursed her lips.

"What's wrong? I'm hugging my own girl, do you have a problem with that?"

"Could it be... that you two know each other?"

Han Ce took a deep breath and forced a smile.

"No, I just think the young man plays pretty fast."

Su Qing hooked Luo Wei's chin with her finger.

"It's alright, it's better if you two get to know each other."

"I prefer it."

Han Ce unconsciously squeezed the playing cards in his hand. This kid not only touched his woman inappropriately, but he also dared to say such things.

I'll show you why the flowers are so red in a minute.

Su Qing seemed oblivious to everything, one hand still resting on Luo Wei's waist, the other patting the table.

"What game are we playing? Let's get started, my hands are getting warmed up."

The playing cards danced in Han Ce's hand as he forced a smile.

"The stakes here are high."

His gaze was piercing as he stared at Su Qing.

"If you can't handle this, you little brat, you'd better get lost."

As soon as he said that, the surrounding gamblers burst into laughter.

Su Qing knew this was a trap, but on the surface, she continued to pretend to be a naive young man.

He released Luo Wei, leaned forward, and placed his hands on the table.

Then, he drew his sidearm from his waist and slammed it on the table.

[Equipment: Musket - Flame Cutter (Rank C)]

"Is this enough?"

Su Qing smiled slightly, a smile full of aggression.

The noisy gamblers around them fell silent instantly, staring incredulously at the equipment on the table.

This kid dares to gamble on C-grade equipment right off the bat?!

When did C-grade equipment become so worthless?!

Han Ce's pupils contracted slightly.

He heard from Luther that this kid had a lot of good stuff, but he didn't say that it was all C-grade stuff right away.

Even if no one on your ship can equip this, you can exchange it for equipment of the same level and quickly improve the combat power of your crew.

He was somewhat tempted, but not enough.

As planned, we wanted to let this silly boy taste some success before reaping all the benefits in one go.

Someone who can casually snap up C-grade equipment must have even more good stuff in their possession.

The thought of the amusing expression on the arrogant kid's face after he was finally taken down, and Luther's promise of additional investment, filled Han Ce with immense pleasure.

Han Ce's lips unconsciously curled up into a smile.

He took a pair of boxing gloves from his waist and placed them on the table.

It's also a C-level.

The gamblers around were stunned; it was the first time they had ever seen such a large-scale gambling game.

"You rarely see even one C-grade item, but today you see two?"

"Is this what the big shots are like? All the gear I can't get is just gambling stakes to warm up the crowd?"

"Bro, that's normal. The bikes you can't get, the big shots just stand up and pedal."

Han Ce shuffled the cards and placed them on the table.

"Texas Hold'em, five community cards, standard rules."

"Do you know how to play?"

Su Qing leaned back in her chair and put her hands behind her head.

"Nonsense, come on."

Su Qing touched the ring on her finger, knowing she was sure to win this round.

It's not for any other reason, it's just that Han Ce is determined to let him win.

Han Ce began dealing the cards.

Two cards slid down in front of Su Qing. Su Qing lifted a corner of one card and glanced at it, her eyes instantly lighting up.

Everyone present could clearly see his expression.

Some of the gamblers around quietly shook their heads.

This rich and arrogant young man looks like a complete novice.

They could already picture Su Qing losing everything except her underwear.

At the same time, they felt an overwhelming sense of envy for Han Ce.

The warm-up act is only C-level; I wonder how much this big shot will ultimately earn.

With a suppressed smile, Han Ce gradually turned over the five public cards.

As the last card was revealed, Su Qing confidently displayed her hand.

"Shunzi!"

Han Ce glanced down at his cards, then covered them up expressionlessly.

He lost, just as planned.

Su Qing stood up and burst into laughter.

"I knew I was lucky!"

He reached out and grabbed all the boxing gloves and his own musket from the table, his tone extremely arrogant.

"Hahahaha, come on, let's continue!"

Han Ce slammed his cards onto the table, making a pained expression.

"I'm done playing," he waved his hand. "I'm having bad luck today. Let's play another day."

Su Qing knew this was a feigned retreat to lure him in.

He thought that if he took the opponent's C-grade boxing gloves and ran away at this moment, wouldn't the opponent be furious?

However, he didn't do that, since he also felt it wasn't enough.

Su Qing pretended to be dissatisfied and shouted loudly.

"What's wrong? Can't you handle this?"

The loud voice attracted the attention of the entire bar, and more and more people gathered around the gambling table.

As if afraid that others wouldn't hear her, Su Qing turned her head and shrugged at the people around her.

"Hey, this guy says his betting pool is huge, if you can't handle it, get lost."

"So you're going to run away after losing just one game?"

A few low laughs came from the crowd, and Han Ce's fingernails dug into his palm.

He took a deep breath, raised his head, and a smile returned to his face.

"Okay, continue."

He stared at Su Qing, "But we'll have to raise the stakes."

Su Qing leaned back in her chair and spread her hands.

"Add it, no problem."

He turned around and called out to those behind him.

"Wang Yao! Come here!"

Wang Yao strolled over with a second cup of cola and stood behind Su Qing.

"what?"

Su Qing patted his shield.

"Can I borrow your shield?"

Without any hesitation, Wang Yao took off the shield from his back.

"Give it back to me when you're done."

Su Qing took the shield and slammed it onto the table with a "bang".

[Armor: Deep Sea Guardian's Shield (Grade B)]

The room fell silent, with only the sound of rapid breathing remaining.

When did B-grade equipment become a gambling stake?

The surrounding gamblers remained silent, for they simply could not find the words to express their feelings about the situation.

Han Ce's gaze was fixed on that shield.

After all that hard work, the best piece of equipment he has is only a B-grade item.

This seemingly clueless kid even uses B-grade equipment for his crew?

He almost couldn't resist breaking his promise to Luther and harvesting the crops directly.

But he restrained himself, because he had thought of something even more exciting.

This guy even has a B-level crew member; how many good things must he have on him?

We need to stay calm!

Han Ce gritted his teeth and took something out of his storage space.

A pair of leather wristbands, inlaid with fine runes, gleaming with a faint blue light.

It's also grade B.

His fingers trembled slightly when he placed the wristband on the table.

This is his trump card, his most treasured possession.

Su Qing glanced at it and whistled.

"That's interesting."

The second game begins.