Chapter 197 Beastiality

The white-haired boy passed by everyone in the venue.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in the crowd.

"strangeness……"

"Where are the people?"

Someone who wanted to follow the other person and continue to pick up the missing person looked at the various masks with a confused tone.

Tsujima Shuji avoided the crowd and went up to the third floor, winding his way to a large door.

Push the door open and enter.

The bodyguard standing inside the door lowered his head and said nothing.

Typical baroque style room.

Candles are even used to light up the atmosphere.

The floor was covered with a navy blue and gold-woven Persian carpet.

"Xiuzhi." Haruhiko Oba was sitting on the sofa and turned his head when he heard the voice.

"Why don't you continue playing?" he asked in a gentle tone.

"Boring, meaningless." Tsushima Shuji came to sit on the single sofa nearby.

Look at the picture on the big screen opposite the sofa.

There are different protagonists and different developments in the small grids.

"Aren't you happy about winning?" Haruhiko Oba pushed the wine on the table in front of the other party.

He never stopped Shuji Tsushima from doing anything.

It could even be considered indulgent.

As for why gin stopped Kaa from drinking...

It can only be said that he really listens to the boss's orders.

"...Not at all." Tsushima Shuji said in a frustrated tone.

He obviously wanted to lose everything, so it was too much to force him to win.

Although I threw all the money away in the end, I was still very unhappy.

Haruhiko Oba sighed silently.

"Xiuji clearly knows that even if you lose all your money on this ship,..."

"It's meaningless." Tsushima Shuji interjected casually.

Of course he knew that even if Alande was lost on this ship, there would be no impact at all.

This is the winner in the end.

"I just want to lose." He said nonchalantly.

So boring, what’s wrong with losing money and having fun? / Be confident

"If that's the case, then Shuji, just keep playing, you will definitely lose." Oba Haruhiko reassured him with a gentle tone.

"I don't want to move." Tsushima Shuji slumped on the sofa, his eyes dull.

"Want to see other people's bets? We can pass the time for now." Haruhiko Oba shook his head and zoomed in on one of the thousands of areas on the big screen.

Shuji Tsushima glanced at it and blinked.

"Why……"

It seems interesting.

"That's..." Tsushima Shuji looked at the figure wearing a black dress and a black half-face mask on the screen.

"Mingzu Huayu Liu." Oba Haruhiko said calmly while holding a black cat that came from nowhere.

"Hollywood's famous neon actress and Academy Award winner for leading actress."

"Perhaps we can also call her--Ms. Shuguang Heraku."

"She is not the only one of the hundred clan members present tonight." Oba Haruhiko said with a faint smile.

It can be seen that the woman betting against her has completely lost the possibility of winning.

He looked devastated.

"And this." Haruhiko Oba casually moved to another room.

As soon as I zoomed in, I saw a man in the room pointing a revolver at his temple and pulling the trigger.

"Bang——" sound.

The man fell to the ground.

"Russian roulette...1, 2, 3..." Tsushima Shuji counted the bodies lying on the floor of the room.

"Six people died." He said with emotion.

The winners cheered and waved dollar bills.

"There is another way to play Russian Roulette, but it's not suitable for Shuji." Haruhiko Oba shook his head helplessly.

"Shuji, you are still a child."

"It's better not to see scenes like that..."

Shuji Tsushima had already switched to the room where the game was being played.

A whole row of naked women kneeled on the ground, blindfolded, followed by men wearing various masks.

Shuji Tsushima crossed the room silently.

"I told you it's not suitable for you to watch."

"It's polluted your eyes." Haruhiko Oba sighed at the side.

"What a bunch of beasts." Shuji Tsushima commented casually.

"It's interesting, isn't it? No matter what they did on this ship, whether it was killing people or other things, no matter how wild they behaved, after getting off the ship and taking off their masks, everyone turned out to be polite and elegant people again." Haruhiko Oba It's like commenting on a TV series.

"This is the nature of humanity." The tone was gentle but arrogant.

"Ah." Tsushima Shuji responded with an unclear meaning.

[People compliment each other in front of each other and slander each other behind their backs, but they get along well with each other. ]

"If Mr. Painter knew that the money he earned from painting through hard work was finally returned to you, I'm afraid he would be so depressed that he would never paint for you again." Shuji Tsushima looked at the bohemian man on the screen. road.

"Let's not forget that this was his voluntary behavior." Haruhiko Oba spread his hands.

"He won't know." He said firmly.

People who had received the wealth given by the white-haired money-distributing boy were still surrounding the gambling table at this moment.

Excited bets, add chips.

If you don't have any money, just put your watches and jewelry on.

It wasn't until he lost nothing but his clothes that he left in despair.

When one person leaves, someone else fills the gap.

Mr. Painter is very lucky today, and the chips he won are all on the table in front of him.

He had already taken off his mask and didn't care about his face being seen.

Not many people would recognize him anyway.

The bunny girls next to him fed him wine.

One feeds him fruit.

Extremely gentle and considerate.

He handed them the jewelry he won on the table with his backhand.

"Take it, I won't need it anyway." He whistled, absurd and out of tune.

Then he lost cleanly.

Painter: ...It must be an accident. I will definitely win the next round.

He drank a glass of wine and continued to bet with a calm expression.

He remained calm until all the chips in front of him were lost.

Just take a loan on the spot and give it a try.

The croupier was about to refuse, but he changed his tone and agreed to the other party's request.

Shuji Tsushima and Haruhiko Oba looked at the painter in the lounge.

When the other party asked to borrow money from the organizer to continue the fight, Shuji Tsushima ordered the dealer in a low voice with a mature man's voice.

"Promise him."

Shuji Tsushima: I also know a thing or two about voice changing~

"Human desires are endless." Haruhiko Oba said, looking at the man on the screen who had lost everything and still refused to give up.

"The difference between humans and beasts is that humans exercise restraint, while beasts act instinctively." Shuji Tsushima said calmly.

"But on this ship, there are only beasts that rely on instinct and desire." Looking at the chattering man who once again lost all his chips, Oba Haruhiko chuckled.

"There are also plainclothes people who got in." Tsushima Shuji said with unclear meaning.

"I only saw groups of wild beasts." Haruhiko Oba's tone was gentle, revealing a hint of arrogance and contempt.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see anymore." Haruhiko Oba turned off the screen and stood up.

When the two left, they saw the escaped painter.

As well as the bunny girl and the waiter chasing each other out.

"I will pay you back when I come back next time." The painter shouted, and then jumped into the sea without hesitation.

"Next time...ah." Haruhiko Oba touched his chin and smiled.

"Shuji can't learn from him."

"Ah." Tsushima Shuji responded.

Gambling is also a boring thing for Tsushima Shuji.

Meaningless.

[Nothing in this world can make him greedy]

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