Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Please! Please! It's almost there!" The weathered man in front of Kyle kept begging.

"If I win this game, I'll have enough money for my daughter's surgery!"

He kissed the jade pendant on his chest sincerely, and kept shaking the dice with his hands.

"Goddess Luck, please be on my side!! It must be greater than 4!" he roared.

Two dice rolled on the table. Everyone watched intently. Kyle smoked his cigar comfortably without showing any emotion.

"'2' '1' is three points in total! 'Kyle' wins!" the waiter raised his right hand and said excitedly.

"Kyle's undefeated legend continues! Who can defeat him?!"

The waiter moved the paper on the table back and the number changed to "379".

"Oh my God, the 379-game undefeated streak." Vodka couldn't help but shudder.

"No! No! No!!!"

The man was like being possessed by a ghost, grabbing his face and eyes with his hands and scratching down.

He seemed to have lost his mind, and kept banging his forehead against the ground. The yellow carpet was stained red with the blood of his regret.

"Someone, take this lunatic away. Don't forget to let him pay the bill. If he doesn't have the money to pay, let him be a backup scapegoat."

Kyle said coldly, like an emotionless robot.

【From this, it can be seen that everyone must stay away from it!!!】

"At the moment, there is only one way." Potter analyzed calmly.

"That is to play a 'game' with him. This is the only way to face 'Kyle' directly and then find an opportunity to hijack him. But it's too difficult." Baijiu analyzed, holding his chin.

"Is it okay, Gin? This is the only way at the moment. Forcing it forward will definitely not work." Porter looked at Gin who was standing aside in deep thought.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't leave a mess like Rum did. I'm just the executor and you're the organizer."

After saying this, Gin exhaled two puffs of smoke from his nose, as if he was thinking about something.

The mess left by Rum?

"Let me do it. I have been playing this kind of game with my servants since I was a child. I still believe in my ability." Potter walked forward confidently.

Vodka was about to say something, but slowly put his hand down as he watched Potter leave.

"Who else still has a dream? Welcome to challenge! Who else!!" the waiter shouted loudly.

"I come!!"

Porter unzipped his wallet and put the black card on the table, then walked to the table aggressively.

"Hey, isn't this the young master of the Potter family? Why did you come here to play today? Are you here to recuperate?" Kyle teased Potter.

"Don't worry about it. I came here to talk to you about something." Porter said in a sonorous voice.

"Sure, but only if you defeat me." Kyle looked at Porter with contempt.

"Those people around here are your friends, right? I noticed you guys were whispering to each other a while ago."

There is indeed a traitor. Even with his back to Kyle, he can see their every move. Baijiu looked at Gin and Porter beside him.

Gin smiled slightly, clenched his fists, and the veins on his head bulged.

"Just leave the matter of traitors to me when the time comes. I'm not surprised to see traitors in the organization." Gin said lightly.

"But I advise you not to act rashly. This place is full of my people."

"Before the game starts, I have to check your bodies. You two go over there." Kyle directed the bodyguards beside him to search them.

Porter blinked and signaled them. The bodyguards around Kyle raised their guns and aimed at the four of them. Except for Gin, all the guns on them were taken away.

"You white-haired guy smoking a cigarette! Hurry up and put your hands up! We are going to search you!"

"If you want to search, just search carefully and don't tell me what to do." Gin said with boredom.

"I gave you face!" He swung his fist towards Gin.

Gin instantly turned sideways, grabbed the man's wrist tightly, pulled it back, and kicked him in the neck with the tip of his shoe.

Gin took the cigarette butt out of his mouth and inserted it into the eyeball of the person who came to help. He picked up the stick on the table behind him and swung it towards the man's head with all his strength.

The bodyguards quickly protected Kyle 360° without any blind spots.

"Don't shoot yet. Let him hand over the gun himself."

Kyle took a light puff of his cigar.

"They asked for this. It has nothing to do with me." Gin threw the pistol on the table and looked at Kyle with cold eyes.

"I admire your fighting skills. Do you want to join us? However, anyone who hits me must pay the price. This is the rule here."

"How about this, I don't think you guys are short of money, so let me appoint someone to play the game with me." Kyle pursed his lips and looked them up and down.

"It's you, the fat guy with sunglasses." Kyle pointed at Vodka.

"Huh?! Did I hit Kyle?!"

Vodka was so confused that he took off on the spot before he could react and was pressed into his seat by the burly men around him.

"Damn, what a sin! You are so picky!" Baijiu covered his eyes helplessly.

"My bet is: gamble your life. Do you dare?" Kyle crossed his hands and looked at Vodka grimly.

"Hey! What's going on?"

Vodka's face was covered with sweat and he looked at them helplessly.

Baijiu and the others sighed and looked at Vodka at the same time, and their question changed from asking for information to how to rescue Vodka.

"Our boss is asking you a question! Hurry up and speak!" The waiter pointed a gun at Vodka's forehead.

Vodka adjusted the brim of his hat, straightened his clothes, and crossed his hands. His face was covered with sweat, as if he had just washed it.

Vodka immediately calmed down, touched his violently beating heart, seemed to recall something, took a deep breath, and said with full concentration:

"bet!"

"If I win, you must unconditionally agree to my terms." Vodka said firmly.

"Of course you can, but the prerequisite is that you have to beat me. I've seen a lot of fun like you!" Kyle laughed at Vodka while holding his stomach.

"It's already this time, why don't you take off your sunglasses!?" Baijiu asked.

"No need! Sunglasses is the main body! Without it, it might affect my skills."

Vodka warmed up his body in a serious manner, moving his waist and fingers.

"My mother is here, what skills do you have?" Baijiu smiled bitterly.

"Aren't you worried about Vodka?! Your most loyal little brother! He might turn into a cold corpse in a moment!"

Baijiu said anxiously, looking at Gin's calm face in confusion.

"Just watch his performance. Don't worry at all. I'm now thinking about how to deal with the traitor." Gin said lightly and looked around coldly.

"Gin is so calm, could it be that Vodka really has something?" Now it was Baijiu's turn to sweat.

"Could it be? Besides being able to drive, could Vodka also be a——"

【God of Gamblers!!?】

Vodka shook the dice with confidence, with the corners of his mouth raised as if he was determined to win.

"Could it be that he really has something?" Potter looked at Vodka intently.

Vodka stopped shaking, raised his middle finger and flicked his sunglasses upwards, saying arrogantly.

"You will only face two situations from now on: either a draw or a loss!"

Vodka lifted his short legs and leaned back in an imperial posture.

Could it be? Are both dice of vodka 6? I can guess it even with the box! Is he really the gambling god of the winery?

"I didn't expect that, Vodka. Forgive me for looking down on you just now." Baijiu looked at Vodka with admiration.

Kyle rolled his eyes at Vodka and motioned to the waiter.

The waiter took their boxes away at the same time.

"No buddy!! What!?!" Kyle stood up from his seat and looked at the dice on the table in disbelief.

"Kyle '5' '4' 9 points in total"

"Vodka 『6』『6』12 points in total"

"In the first round... the man in sunglasses wins..."