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This also includes the "extra-large portion" of fish ball noodles that Tomat mentioned.

"Wow, Texas, you actually eat things other than chocolate chip cookies..."

Exusiai deliberately made a face as if she had made a world-shaking discovery, but Texas ignored her exaggerated reaction. She scooped up a small spoonful of rice, blew on it to cool it down, and put it in her mouth—only to have Exusiai stretch out her neck and intercept it halfway.

"It's delicious!"

"Order your own food if you want..."

Their playful antics seemed to completely ignore Croissant, who was sitting next to them at the same table. However, Croissant was actually thinking about something on her own and didn't pay attention to the other two.

“Speaking of which…” Croissant asked, “When I was looking for A-Jie before, did you run into some trouble? A-Jie said it was with the casino across the street?”

"It's alright. They just thought I was a nouveau riche and wanted to drag me in, but luckily your friend came out and helped them out." There wasn't even a fish bone left on the plate in front of Tomat.

"Saved them?" Croissant asked rhetorically.

"Let those people go back before we start killing them."

Thomas made a humorous remark in a matter-of-fact tone, his attention now focused on the large pot of fish ball noodles cooking in front of him.

Although he had enjoyed the delicious food cooked by Cliffheart on the Rhodes Island, this street food was still very tempting for him.

The large array of appetizers had successfully whetted Tomat's appetite, and now all that was left was to wait for what he considered the restaurant's signature fish ball noodles.

The rich broth, chewy noodles, and bouncy fish balls were all served. The first two small bowls were for Exusiai and Croissant, while the rest were all huge portions for Tomat.

Plating takes time, since such a large container can only be replaced by a large bowl used for pounding fish paste. While waiting, watching Exusiai and Croissant enjoy their meal with relish, Tomat found it hard to contain himself.

"What I'm worried about is what if they go back and bring people to provoke us? Our weapons are all in the car... although we can still beat someone up with our bare hands."

Croissant said as she ate.

"It's alright, if those people dare to disturb my meal..."

Halfway through his sentence, an enormous bowl of fish ball noodles, sized like a washbasin, was finally placed in front of Tomat.

As Jie cleared away the leftover plates, he said:

"We don't have any fancy containers, please enjoy your meal. You can take away any leftovers."

"Oh, thank you, I've been waiting forever."

With a sense of ritual, Tomat slowly picked up the disposable chopsticks, stood them upright, broke them apart, and gradually extended them toward the enticing dish.

"I'm not a guest..."

"boom----!!!"

Without warning, an explosion, seemingly originating from within, occurred at the casino directly in front of them.

The explosion was not very powerful. Although there were no visible flames, only some smoke and shock, it still affected people on the road.

Those who are close by will be blown over or thrown away, while those who are far away will fall to the ground because they lose their footing.

However, the stall where Jie was located, which faced the casino, was not seriously damaged. There were only minor incidents, such as a pot being shaken off, bottles and jars being scattered all over the ground, and a broken table leg.

...minor issues?

A large bowl of fish ball noodles had overturned on the ground, yet it still emitted a rich aroma.

However, everyone present seemed to detect something else beyond that.

[The smell of gunpowder]

"Did I leave something unsaid earlier?" Tomat's chopsticks were charred, but his expression was serene, even somewhat like he wanted to laugh.

"I'm not going to be polite?"

"Exusiai asked tentatively."

"No, no, it's an earlier statement." The chopsticks fell to the ground, shattering into a pile of powder that scattered in the wind. Tomat clutched his shirt collar with both hands. "Ah, I remember now."

stab-

Tomat tore open his Hawaiian shirt—or rather, his Siesta shirt—revealing his muscular physique. He flicked his tail and wrapped it around his waist, clenching his fists. The previous indifference on his face vanished.

"I'll kill him."

[Main Text] Dragon Gate Chronicles: Chapter Five - Hardened, Fists Hardened

Longmen Old Street is an unavoidable gray area.

The person in charge here is also a member of a family within the Longmen gang.

In this line of work, while enjoying the fame, benefits, and status that come from skirting the edge of the law, one naturally has to bear the corresponding risks.

For example, a rival family that always wants to take someone's life.

The unfortunate residents who were suppressed and bullied by them.

Or they might see them as a thorn in their side, and the Guard Bureau might outwardly tolerate them but inwardly want to get rid of them as soon as possible.

Of course, these people generally don't do it themselves; they hire professionals to handle the matter under other pretexts—but some of them aren't even hired; they simply see it as a hobby.

Recently, rumors have circulated that a lone wolf is hunting down leaders and members of various local families in Lungmen under its own name.

Normally, they don't need to be too nervous because this is their territory, not a wolf pack.

But after the Great Ape and the Reunion uprising, things were a different story. Although the Great Ape’s message that “it will not reappear in the short term” was spread to appease the people, and the Reunion uprising was suppressed, most people were thinking about protecting themselves or escaping Lungmen, which might fall into chaos again or even be destroyed at any time.

Especially those who only want to make money from the underworld rather than those who have the unwavering spirit of a godfather joining a gang.

The casino owner here is one of them.

He was the target of a lone wolf, and also a refugee who was constantly raising funds, planning to pack up and leave as soon as possible, and fly far away to countries far from the Dragon Gate, such as Casimir or Victoria.

Unfortunately, he didn't even have time to go out for morning tea before he was found by the guy he least wanted to run into.

"That's pretty ruthless, using such a powerful Originium explosive in a house. Looks like you're planning to blow yourself up before I take care of you?"

In the billowing smoke of the casino hall, only one ceiling-mounted glass lamp still hung, casting a spotlight-like beam of light downwards, illuminating the white-haired Lupo girl in a black and white pleated dress beneath it.

Bizarre, yet elegant.

The cards scattered by the explosion fell like petals in this decadent place, disappearing into the smoke and dust, resting on the corpses. The last card slowly fell in front of the Lupo girl, who caught it. When she saw the suit on the card, sharp white teeth were revealed in the corners of her mouth.

"The Wolf Card is the highest-ranking card in the Werewolf rules—although you don't play it the Syracuse rules here."

The girl tossed her playing cards, along with her dress, which flew up as well. Beneath the dress was a sharp black outfit—a leather jacket concealing her body, and tight hot pants revealing her fair thighs, which were covered in black crystals.

No one noticed that the cheerful, generous white-haired Lupo girl had hidden her strangely shaped swords somewhere in the casino; perhaps she had been there long before.

But at least to outsiders, she was just a rich young lady with an unclear background, a fat sheep who would squander large sums of money gambling here and then quietly leave with the words "I will come again".

No one expected her to be a wolf.

“You all want to leave because of yesterday’s riots, which is making things difficult for me. So, I’ve decided to work overtime today to make sure none of you leave Longmen.”

The twin swords, each with a massive semi-circular structure, trembled in mid-air. The girl's slender arms unleashed a gust of wind that dispersed the smoke and dust, revealing the entire casino once again. But now, all that remained were the horrific images of the gamblers caught in the explosion, the usual clamor gone.

She raised her head and looked through her scratched eyes at the second floor, which had been deliberately damaged by the other party who had jumped out of the building to avoid her and go through the lobby.

Behind them, the footsteps and angry shouts of the security thugs could be heard continuously; those who had been alerted by the explosion had come to check the situation.

Mixed in with the sounds of car engines starting up.

That was the sound she wanted to hear: the other person driving away.

"Run away, run away, I'll come find you right away."

As she spoke, the girl turned her head toward the main entrance behind her. Although there were holes everywhere in the casino that allowed entry and exit, her favorite thing to do was to enter through the main entrance and then fight her way out through the main entrance.

Before catching your prey, play some games with the smaller fish.

But when she turned around, she couldn't see the opponent she expected, who was carrying various weapons.

Instead, it was the image of those people lying neatly on the ground, their heads almost embedded in the floorboards.

And a shirtless man with a calm yet menacing expression.

Of course, this scene only lingered in the girl's eyes for less than a fraction of a second.

Because her attention was instantly drawn to another figure—that figure, that gaze, that expression, and even that hair, ears, and tail...

She saw something far more appealing to her than prey.

"Texas!!"

Her eyes curved into crescent shapes, and her undisguised smile revealed even more of her sharp teeth. Her excited screams and shouts were particularly exaggerated.

"you...?"

But Texas did not respond to her with any attitude or reaction commensurate with it; in fact, the expression that one only shows when trouble comes upon Texas was undisguisedly displayed on her face.

"What a fateful encounter, Texas! You're wearing your work clothes, are you working? Well, I won't bother you now, I'm busy with my own things too, how about we get together later? Where are your companions? Where's that Sakta? If you'd like, how about inviting them over to catch up? I'll treat everyone with my payment."

"I refuse."

Even outsiders could see that the white-haired Lupo girl's reaction and invitation could be described as fervent. After Texas understood her with just three words, a fleeting look of surprise crossed the Lupo girl's face. It could be regret or sadness, or perhaps she realized that her fervor was inappropriate.

But then, seemingly unaffected, she continued in a loud voice, staring intently at Texas, and asked about Tomat, who should have been the subject of much criticism long ago.

"And who's this guy next to me? Penguin Logistics has recently added some interesting new people."

"He is a customer."

Texas's cold tone remained unchanged.

"Sorry to interrupt you, but could you tell me why the casino suddenly exploded?"

If Tomat hadn't spoken up, the girl would have truly seen him as a menacing thug.

"Oh... oh... customer... customer, I see." After muttering to herself a few times, the girl explained to Texas, "I did the explosion, so what? And you did the neatly arranged mobs here, didn't you?"

Texas's face turned very ugly—perhaps she was worried about the person in front of her who made her look equally unhappy?

However, before the girl could ask Texas why her expression had changed, Tomat stepped forward and said calmly.

"I did it."

The girl was somewhat taken aback, but not in the way she had been rejected by Texas before. Rather, she was puzzled by the fact that the other party's murderous aura was all focused on her—and felt an instinctive sense of crisis.

"And now, I'm going to fuck you."