Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"But, Director..." Masahiko Sakurai wanted to say something but was interrupted by Shio Miyamoto.

"No buts. There's only a thirty-meter-thick rock face left before we reach the Red Devil River. Our family's victory is within reach. By temporarily adjusting the fuel valve, I can fully double the power of this super tunnel boring machine!" Miyamoto Shio said sternly, "Doubling the power will more than triple the excavation speed! The original one-hour time can be shortened to half an hour. This is the final half hour! After that, it doesn't matter if the drill overheats, the engine overloads, or the machine is scrapped, because this is its mission... and it's my mission!"

Masahiko Sakurai looked at Shio Miyamoto with complicated eyes, seeing the determination on the face of the young head of the family. This young man had always been his boss. He knew in his heart that what Shio Miyamoto said was right. At this moment, Masahiko Sakurai did not feel regret or sadness. He just felt that he had followed the right person.

Miyamoto Shio has the same determination to die as Sakurai Masahiko. The young head of the family actually doesn't care whether the family is led by Tachibana Masamune or Minamoto Chisei. He only cares about whether his Ganliu Research Institute has sufficient research funds and R&D personnel to conduct experiments and research... Miyamoto Shio's ambition is simpler than that of any other head of the family. Surpassing the equipment department of Kassel Academy has always been his goal.

Although Miyamoto Shio does not advocate the use of force, it does not mean that he is afraid of death... When faced with the moment of life and death of his family, this overly young and promising head of the family also possesses the courage and will that do not belong to those old heads of the family!

"Alright, alright, why are two grown men staring at each other so affectionately? Isn't that corny?" The girl in the blue skirt waved her hand, interrupting the conversation between Miyamoto Shio and Sakurai Masahiko. "Didn't my senior sister tell you to evacuate from here, leave the Tamagawa area, and take your researchers with you. None of you will die."

Miyamoto Shio and Sakurai Masahiko looked at each other, then looked at the two girls with strange eyes.

"You want to die in our place?" Miyamoto Shio asked tentatively, "But can you operate this super tunnel boring machine?"

"Stupid! No one will die! You and your men don't have to die, and neither will we!" The girl in the blue skirt spoke in the tone of a fool, "Even 'God' won't die. Even if you open the Well of Bones before the demons, even if you successfully send everything in the Red Demon River into the Red Well, even if you pour mercury and thermite incendiary bombs into the Red Well, those dragon subspecies may be killed by you, but 'God' will not be truly killed by you!"

"Why?" Miyamoto Shio was stunned. He demanded in disbelief, "These things can't kill the 'God'? How do you know? What about the explosives that detonated the mountain? Can the 'God' be buried at the bottom of the Red Well?"

"How could I not know?" The girl in the blue dress raised an eyebrow. "You said it yourself, she's a 'god'. Even the Black Emperor couldn't completely kill her. With all the stuff you've got, it's hard to completely kill a second-generation species. How can you expect to kill a 'god'? Don't try to understand beings higher than you with the thoughts of a lower creature."

Miyamoto Shio opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything in rebuttal.

"Never think of killing a dragon with the power of words or technology... A deadly battle between creatures like dragons will always be bloody and a fight to the death!" When the girl in the blue dress said the last sentence, the temperament of the girl suddenly changed.

This short sentence revealed the cruel truth of the dragon world. With an inexplicable persuasiveness, it crushed the last fighting spirit in Miyamoto Shio's heart.

"So even if we all die, we can't kill the 'God,' right?" Miyamoto Shio said weakly, leaning against the console, his face a look of despair. "If risking our lives is useless, then what else can we do? Are we just going to watch the 'God' revive, and our family, and even all of Japan, be destroyed in this disaster?"

"So, isn't that why we're here? You don't have to die, the Snake Eight Clans don't have to be destroyed, and Japan won't sink for the time being." The girl in the blue skirt patted Miyamoto Shio's shoulder. "You can't kill the 'God', but there are people who can."

Chapter 525 Difficult Guests

"Who can kill a 'god'?" Miyamoto Shio murmured, "Are you talking about Principal Ange?"

"Slaying a god is as crazy as it gets, and that only a madman could do it. While the old principal is crazy, he's not the one chosen by fate." The girl in the blue skirt waved her hand. "The one who slays the god has already been chosen to bear his fate. As for who he is, you don't need to worry about it. Your family's concerns will naturally be resolved by others. There's no need for you to die in vain."

"Honestly, I don't understand what you mean, but the most important thing right now is that the Oni Clan's troops are also digging in here." Miyamoto Shio said solemnly to the girl in the blue skirt, "There is no doubt that the Oni Clan's goal is to revive the 'God' and obtain the 'God'. According to what you said, the traitorous leaders of the Kansai and Kanto branches may also be on their way to the Tama River. If we evacuate, what will you two girls do facing so many enemies? Can you ensure that the 'God' will not fall into the hands of the Oni Clan?"

"We're here to remind you that we have no obligation to promise or guarantee anything, nor do we have any obligation to earn your trust." The girl in the white dress suddenly spoke. She paused, "But someone left a message for me, and I think you should trust him."

As she spoke, a recorder suddenly appeared in the hand of the girl in the white dress. She pressed the play button and a clear male voice came out of the recorder... The familiar voice made Miyamoto Shio and Sakurai Masahiko change their expressions at the same time.

"I'm not sure which family head will ultimately hear this recording. Perhaps it's Master Fuma, Master Sakurai, or Master Miyamoto... But no matter who ultimately hears this recording, I want to convey three things to you on behalf of the family's will. I hope you will place your trust in me."

Having said that, the girl in the white dress suddenly paused the recording, and her eyes fell on Miyamoto Shio. The change in Miyamoto Shio and Sakurai Masahiko's expressions was because they recognized this voice at the very beginning of the recording... This was the voice of their patriarch Gen Chisheng, and his tone was sincere. It can be imagined that when Gen Chisheng said this to the recorder, his face must have been extremely serious.

Miyamoto Shio didn't know Minamoto Chisei's character very well, but he roughly knew what kind of person this patriarch who was younger than him was. As the one who carried the Amaterasu no Mōjō, Minamoto Chisei had his own dignity. It was impossible that he had left this recording under coercion from anyone... Miyamoto Shio was surprised at how the girl in front of him got Minamoto Chisei's recording.

But after a brief surprise, Miyamoto Shio quickly calmed down.

"I understand." Miyamoto Shio took a deep breath and nodded. "This is indeed the tone of the head of the family. It doesn't sound like a fake audio. Since it's the head of the family, it's naturally credible."

The girl in the white dress nodded and pressed the play recording button again.

"First, the Kansai branch betrayed the family. I've personally confirmed this. Those who refused to leave the family have been secretly executed by the leaders of the Kanto branch and the Ghost Clan. Now the entire Kansai branch has completely surrendered to the Ghost Clan. They have become the family's enemy... If you encounter anyone from the former Kansai branch, there's no need to hesitate or consider old ties. Traitors will be killed without mercy!"

There was a cold and murderous tone in what Gen Chisheng said, and his voice seemed to carry the clear sound of a sword being unsheathed. One can imagine that if those rebels from the Kansai branch were in front of him, there would be a scene of them drawing their swords and killing the rebels with their own hands, seeing blood everywhere.

Miyamoto Shio sighed deeply. Although he had heard about the betrayal of the Kansai branch from the girl in the white dress, it was a different feeling when it came from the mouth of the head of the family, Minamoto Chisei... The rebellion of the Kansai branch was a foregone conclusion. The once unshakable underworld family seemed to be gradually falling apart, and the behemoth Snake Eight Clan was slowly declining in a form that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Secondly, Kassel Academy is not the enemy of the Eight Snake Families. There's a hidden story behind Chu Zihang's assassination of Mr. Zhengzong. Although I can't provide any concrete evidence right now, please believe me. The darkest hour is approaching. Chaos and darkness have blinded our eyes, but the truth will eventually come to light." Yuan Zhisheng's calm voice came from the recorder. "If you've heard this recording, let me introduce them. The girl holding the recorder is Ling, and the other girl is Xia Mi. They're from Kassel Academy and are both trustworthy. If you encounter their family heads, please don't get into trouble with them."

Miyamoto Shio looked at the girl in the white dress and said, "Zero?"

Zero nodded.

Immediately, Miyamoto Shio looked at the girl in the blue skirt again: "Xia Mi?"

Xia Mi raised her chin.

The two girls were mentioned in Minamoto Chisheng's recording, which means that they had at least met Minamoto Chisheng, and Minamoto Chisheng also knew their background. After Miyamoto Shio confirmed the identities of the two girls, his vigilance towards them was greatly reduced.

"I understand, Ling-san, Xia-san." Miyamoto Shio bowed slightly to Ling and Xia Mi, "Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Miyamoto Shio, the head of the Miyamoto family of the Snake Eight Clan and the director of the Ganliu Research Institute. I once studied at Kassel College..."

"Stop, stop." Xia Mi waved her hand to stop Miyamoto Shixiong from introducing himself. "We all know your background very well, so there's no need to waste time repeating it. And I have to say, could your self-introduction be a little more rigid? The standard Japanese-style and engineering-man opening remarks are too clichéd, aren't they? I already have an engineering man next to me who's suffocating me!"

Miyamoto Shio was rarely embarrassed. He scratched his head and didn't know what to say for a moment.

It was indeed as Xia Mi said, for a typical science and engineering guy who dealt with numbers and machinery every day to deal with a playful and cute girl, it was really difficult for him.

Zero then played the last recording of Gen Chisei.

"Fellow clan leaders, a great catastrophe is about to unfold. I'm sure you can all see clearly that the family's situation is already grim. The divisions are severe, and betrayal and cunning are rampant throughout the clan. If we're not careful, the entire Sheqi clan might be destroyed in this massive disaster." Yuan Zhisheng's voice was solemn and dignified. "But crises often bring opportunities. At least in times of crisis, we can identify those with weak wills and eliminate the clan's internal troubles. If the clan can successfully survive this catastrophe, the Sheqi clan will surely be reborn and usher in a brand new rebirth."

"Every bit of our current strength is the foundation of our clan, so I implore all clan heads to prioritize their own safety and avoid unnecessary sacrifice. The eight Sheqi clans can no longer withstand excessive internal friction." Yuan Zhisheng concluded with a profound remark, "Distinguish ghosts from the haze, and see the path ahead clearly amidst the fog. Let us encourage each other."

Miyamoto Shio was stunned. He remembered the phrase "see the way forward clearly in the fog". This was a sentence that the deceased Mr. Masamune said when his family was at war with the fierce demons. But now, Gennochi's words had the first half added, "distinguish ghosts in the grayness"... This half of the sentence should have been added by Gennochi himself.

According to Japanese etiquette, tampering with the warning words of the deceased is a taboo.

"Distinguish ghosts in the gray"... "Ghosts"... Miyamoto Shio silently repeated this half sentence in his heart. He didn't know whether Minamoto Chisei added the half sentence to Mr. Masamune's words intentionally or unintentionally, but Miyamoto Shio always felt that the young patriarch seemed to be hinting at something.

Ling put away the recorder and looked at Miyamoto Shio. "I've already conveyed your patriarch's words. He told you to avoid unnecessary sacrifices. I've also suggested you evacuate. Of course, the final decision rests with you. If you truly wish to die here, I won't force you to leave."

"Didn't you ask before what happened to the head of the family surnamed Ryoma? We have sent him away and he should arrive at Kisarazu Air Force Base in ten minutes." Xia Mi said to Miyamoto Shio.

"It turns out that Ryoma-kun is still alive." This is good news, and Miyamoto Shio's heart was finally relieved.

"Yes, Ryoma Genichirō is not dead, his Self-Defense Force soldiers are fine, and the ninjas of the Fuma family are also alive." Xia Mi nodded, "Your lord has ordered you to retreat. Now is not the time for you to show your Bushido spirit."

"Let me tell you, my senior sister is famous for her unwavering commitment to her word. She's already shown the utmost patience by advising you to retreat. From now on, whether the Fierce Ghost Clan attacks or the Red Ghost River floods the tunnel, she means no matter if you live or die." Xia Mi spread her hands towards Miyamoto Shio. "Me too, I'll listen to my senior sister. She's the boss in this operation."

Miyamoto Shio looked at Sakurai Masahiko, and Sakurai Masahiko nodded slightly at Miyamoto Shio, meaning that everything would be arranged by the director.

"Even if we decide to evacuate, Xia Sang, you just knocked out so many of us." Miyamoto Shio looked at the unconscious researchers and said with some difficulty, "Sakurai Masahiko and I can't take so many people with us. Am I going to leave these innocent people here to die while I, as the head of the family, live alone?"

"Oh, so that's what you're worried about." Xia Mi said, "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle. Within five minutes, all your subordinates will wake up one after another."

"There are armored vehicles left by the Self-Defense Forces on the road outside." Xia Mi nodded, "If you squeeze in, you should be able to fit in."

"Xia Sang is so thoughtful." Miyamoto Shio bowed sincerely to Xia Mi.

"After you arrive at a safe place, you'd better keep a close eye on your men." Zero instructed Miyamoto Shio.

"What does Lingsang mean?" Miyamoto Shio vaguely guessed something.

"Your Sheqi clans are deeply infiltrated. If we hadn't arrived, you wouldn't be able to open the Well of Corpses now, as you'd probably already be dead," Zero said calmly. "You probably didn't die at the hands of the Kansai branch, nor did I die in the waters of the Akakuni River... You probably died at the hands of one of your own people."

Zero looked into Miyamoto Shio's eyes and said calmly, "There is also a mole in the Ganliu Research Institute."

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In Takama-ga-hara at this time.

It was almost closing time, and the hostesses and waiters lined up neatly at the door, escorting the drunken guests one by one to the high-end cars at the entrance of Takama-ga-hara.

At the last moment before leaving, the female guests did not forget to give a kiss on the cheek to the gigolos who accompanied them that night. In fact, they took advantage of their drunkenness to touch the men's bodies a few times, and only got into the car and left satisfied after getting enough lubrication.

But many guests could not hide their disappointment when they left tonight, because the three most popular gigolos in Takama-ga-hara, Basara King, Ukyo and Sakura, did not come out to see them off... It was not because they were impolite, but because the difficult Ms. Chiyo had returned from Korea.

Ms. Chiyo won a great victory in the workplace. In court, a famous Korean lawyer was speechless by her powerful words, and his momentum was crushed to the point of being ashamed. Ms. Chiyo returned triumphantly from Korea tonight with a box full of cash.

This was exactly half of the attorney's fees paid by Ms. Chiyo's client after she won the lawsuit. She generously paid for everyone in Takama-ga-hara tonight, so Takama-ga-hara tonight was equivalent to a celebration party for Ms. Chiyo. Amidst the scene of gold powder and ribbons falling from the sky and champagne corks flying all over the venue, tonight's protagonist, Ms. Chiyo, walked onto the stage and picked up the microphone.

Ms. Chiyo claimed that she was only responsible for 50% of her success in Korea, and the other 50% was due to the angels who had been silently supporting her and giving her faith. Then the stage lights shone on Caesar, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei... At that time, the three of them were still huddled in a corner discussing the Eight Clans of Sheqi and the current situation in Japan. When they were suddenly illuminated by the bright light, they were startled and thought someone was coming to arrest them, just like three petty thieves who were fleeing for fear of crime.

Finally, Ms. Chiyo booked a time for the three Basara members to leave tonight.

Everyone knows that the best time to take advantage of someone is when the show is over. Many women envy Ms. Chiyo for her wealth, ability, beauty, and ability to book the entire venue. Many women also envy Ms. Chiyo for her shamelessness. Tonight, all three of Takama-ga-hara's top girls are monopolized by her... But after all, tonight is Ms. Chiyo's celebration party, so people can just complain privately about their dissatisfaction. No one can offend Ms. Chiyo in public.

Ms. Chiyo left Caesar, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei behind, but she did not choose to continue drinking or pretend to be drunk to take advantage of them. Instead, she started playing games... mahjong.

Ms. Chiyo seldom drinks. Even when offered a drink to congratulate her, she only takes a sip or declines it. She even deliberately draws the guests' attention to Caesar and the other three when she goes on stage... all for this moment!

Chapter 526 The Underworld Arrives

Ms. Chiyo can refuse toasts from others, but the gigolos cannot refuse toasts from their guests, and drinking too much will naturally make their consciousness confused and their brains crash.

However, Ms. Chiyo did not take advantage of this opportunity to make money openly, but used a more covert and sophisticated method, which is... strip mahjong!

The purpose of being a gigolo in Takama-ga-hara is to serve the customers with his sincere love and try to meet all the needs of the customers. However, this demand is also limited. Customers are not allowed to make requests that violate ethics or insult the personality of the gigolo. For example, customers are not allowed to ask the gigolo to kneel down and sing "Conquer", nor can they ask the gigolo to change into shameful lingerie for private artistic photos, and they cannot take the gigolo away from the store and turn him into a personal plaything... In short, customers cannot make perverted or excessive requests to the gigolo, and the gigolo needs to treat the customers as his own parents or even God without being perverted or excessive.

The request for playing Japanese Mahjong is not excessive, and taking off clothes after losing is not a big deal in a gigolo club, because the gigolo will take off clothes if he loses, and the customer will also take off clothes if he loses... Although Ms. Chiyo is not as young as the little girl in Double Ten Days, her skin care and figure are very good, with a thin waist, long legs and big breasts. What's more, Ms. Chiyo also contributed a huge amount of sales to Caesar and the other two today, so Caesar and the others are not at a disadvantage.

The rules of Japanese mahjong are actually not difficult. Caesar and the others are all smart people and they learned it after a few rounds. But Ms. Chiyo is actually a master of this technique. As a lawyer, Ms. Chiyo has a very good brain. In addition, Caesar and the others drank a lot of wine tonight and their heads were a little dizzy, so they lost the first few rounds in a rather embarrassing way.

Caesar's upper body was already naked, revealing his muscles that rivaled those of a magazine cover model, which made Ms. Chiyo's eyes linger on him for a while. Lu Mingfei was only wearing a tight vest, struggling to support himself. Chu Zihang was fine, as he only took off his coat... On the other hand, Ms. Chiyo only took off her hat and a layer of scarf.

Ms. Chiyo was obviously well prepared. Some people were wondering if she was sick tonight. She didn't drink much, and who would come to a nightclub wrapped up so tightly... It turned out that all this was for this moment. It seems that the plan of real-life strip mahjong had been secretly planned in her mind for a long time. Ms. Chiyo wore a collar, hat, gloves and other various accessories today, and also put on two layers of stockings.

Finkel, who was in charge of serving tea and water, was very happy to see it. He stood behind Ms. Chiyo and nodded frequently... Of course, he had no interest in the naked bodies of Caesar, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, but he felt that Ms. Chiyo would be quite interesting to see after she took off her clothes.

However, after a few more rounds, the situation on the field changed drastically. Caesar and his men, who had been defeated repeatedly, suddenly seemed to be possessed by the God of Gamblers. Ms. Chiyo was besieged by three people and was forced to retreat step by step... Almost all the jewelry on her body was taken off, her high heels were kicked aside, and even one pair of stockings was taken off, leaving only another pair of thin flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her legs. Ms. Chiyo's expression also changed from cloudy to bright.

Being possessed by the God of Gamblers was of course impossible. The victory of the Cowherd trio actually came from Chu Zihang and Finkel... Chu Zihang had a very good memory. After playing a few rounds, he had adapted to the rules of Japanese Mahjong. He memorized the cards while separating them, and made rapid progress. Finkel would also take a peek at Ms. Chiyo's cards while pouring tea for her, and then secretly wink at Caesar and Lu Mingfei. Their tactics were well coordinated.

If things continue at this pace, not only will Caesar's lower body be saved, but Ms. Chiyo will also be stripped naked within an hour.

But Ms. Chiyo was such a shrewd person that she certainly realized that there was something fishy about these people's card skills improving so rapidly in such a short period of time!

Ms. Chiyo slowly took off the flesh-colored stockings that tightly wrapped her legs, revealing her well-proportioned and toned long legs. Not only Finkel, but even the three gigolos couldn't help but glance at Ms. Chiyo several times this time.

Ms. Chiyo swept the three cowherds with a sharp gaze. Except for Chu Zihang, Caesar and Lu Mingfei all felt a little guilty under her gaze. Then Ms. Chiyo glanced at Fingel out of the corner of her eye, and finally her eyes fell on the cup of tea next to her that was about to overflow even though she had drunk it several times.

A sneer appeared on Ms. Chiyo's lips. She had seen through the tricks of these gigolos. The only one with real skills and abilities on the field was Ukyo... Ms. Chiyo rolled up her stockings into a ball and threw them into the trash can. She immediately had a countermeasure in her mind. Humph, after all, they are just a few young gigolos. While your sister was playing tricks, you were still fighting with the kindergarten kids for mud!

"Ouch, ouch, I feel dizzy!" Ms. Chiyo held her forehead with her hand, her body swayed, and suddenly she fell to the corner of the mahjong table.

"What's wrong?" Ms. Chiyo's boss Caesar quickly supported Ms. Chiyo's arm.

"Maybe I had too much fun tonight and drank too much." Ms. Chiyo showed a half-acted drunken look. "Oh, maybe I'm a little drunk. I've been working hard on the case for a few days, and I've been getting worse lately. I got drunk so easily."

Ms. Chiyo said that she also took the opportunity to touch Caesar's plump biceps twice, and thought that the feeling was really great, and the muscles were even harder than those of the supermodels she dated when she was young.

Caesar sneered in his heart and said, "You're kidding me. You didn't drink a few glasses of wine tonight. Besides, it's not like he hasn't seen Ms. Chiyo who can drink a thousand glasses of wine without getting drunk. It's simply a fantasy that he can get this woman drunk with just a few glasses of wine. Caesar didn't know what this woman was thinking. She couldn't be pretending to be drunk just to take the opportunity to touch some muscles, right?"

"It's getting late. Miss Chiyo just returned from Korea. She's exhausted from the journey and drank quite a bit." Caesar feigned politeness with Miss Chiyo. "Since you're tired, why not rest early? We can save any unfinished games for next time."

This was a good opportunity. Caesar was also afraid that Ms. Chiyo would find out that they were cheating. It would be best if the game ended here. He was not looking forward to seeing Ms. Chiyo naked, but if the game was left until next time, there would be a reason to start over from the beginning with the undressing process.

Caesar will be fully prepared next time... Not to mention spending time improving his card skills, he will at least wear all the clothes he can wear, all the rings he can wear, and three or four layers of socks. He will be the winner if he is left with only his pants in the end.

"No, no, no, it's not that serious." Ms. Chiyo bounced up from Caesar's arm and waved her hand quickly. "Everyone is having a great time today. We can't spoil the fun. There are still two hours left. Let's keep playing. I'm not that drunk. I wish there was someone to sit next to me and lean on..."

"Me, me, me!" Finger volunteered. "You all are playing mahjong, so I'm the only one here with nothing to do. Besides serving tea and water, I have nothing to do anyway. It would be better if I could be with the guests and be of some use!"

"Who are you?" Ms. Chiyo glanced at Finkel coldly and asked coldly.

"I, your dearest Heracles!" Fingel was not intimidated by Ms. Chiyo's cold attitude at all. Instead, he approached her flatteringly. "I'm a new apprentice gigolo in Takama-ga-hara, a good friend of Sakura and the others, and a rising star who will surely shine in the gigolo world in the future. Do you think I'm suitable to be your support? I work out regularly. My biceps are as good as Basara King's, and I have eight-pack abs..."

"Do you know how to play Japanese mahjong?" Ms. Chiyo interrupted Finkel.

"I didn't know how to do it at first, but after watching you guys play, I understand the basic rules... What's wrong?" Finkel was a little stunned by the question.

"Well, you go to the table and replace Ukyo." Ms. Chiyo pointed to Chu Zihang's seat, "I'm not feeling well right now. I just want to lean on Ukyo."

Caesar and the other two understood instantly that this was Ms. Chiyo's real purpose... She pretended to be drunk to get Chu Zihang to use her as a human cushion, and then bring Fingel to the table. This not only weakened the strongest fighting force of the Cowherd's side, but also allowed them to take advantage of Chu Zihang, and it also prevented Caesar and Lu Mingfei from cooperating with Fingel to cheat.

What a great move! Killing three birds with one stone! This Chiyo is truly a brilliant person!

"What? You don't want to? I spent so much money in Takama-ga-hara today, and you can't even meet my small request?" Ms. Chiyo asked coldly, "Or are you guys now famous and powerful, so you don't take your old customers who have always supported you seriously anymore?"

Caesar and his men could not afford this hat. If Ms. Chiyo went to the store manager to report them, trouble would be inevitable. Besides, being a human cushion for the customers was not an excessive or insulting request. It was completely within the scope of Takama-ga-hara Giroud's service.

In desperation, Chu Zihang sat next to Ms. Chiyo, and Finkel moved to Chu Zihang's seat and sat opposite Ms. Chiyo.

Once the positions were changed, it was as if the destiny of the once prosperous dynasty had been affected. Chu Zihang was stuck so tightly to Ms. Chiyo that he couldn't find any chance to wink or gesture to Caesar and the others. Finger's card skills were not very good to begin with, and Ms. Chiyo would occasionally complain of being hot, unbuttoning one or two buttons on her chest, or shaking off the straps on her shoulders. Finger, who was sitting opposite, was distracted and started throwing cards around, and was repeatedly hit and blocked by Ms. Chiyo, and was hit countless times.

So, less than an hour after Finger came to the table, he was stripped down to his pants. Lu Mingfei's upper body and shoes and socks were also stripped off. The worst off was Caesar, who was left with only thigh straps, crotch shorts and a pair of tight underwear to maintain the dignity of his Gattuso family and not lose everything at once.

"Self-touch, all the same color." Ms. Chiyo laughed.

As Ms. Chiyo pushed the cards again, the expressions of Caesar and the other two became extremely ugly.

All of them belonged to Da Hu. According to the previous agreement, Da Hu would be counted at double the score, and Ms. Chiyo was touching herself, which meant that Caesar, Lu Mingfei and Finger had to take off two pieces of clothing at once.

Caesar removed the straps on his thighs, then struggled to take off his crotchless shorts, revealing the strong muscles in his thighs. Ms. Chiyo's eyes lit up and she swallowed her saliva repeatedly.

Even Caesar couldn't help but get impatient. He was down to his underwear, but the game still had an hour to go. How could he possibly last an hour in just one pair of underwear? Even if Caesar lost the next hand and abandoned his rules and stripped down to his underwear, what else could he take off? Would he have to rely on the charity of the patrons to let him play? This was a situation Caesar absolutely couldn't accept!

This is a difficult moment that has never been seen in history. The dignity of the Gattuso family has been pushed to the edge of the cliff!

But human joys and sorrows are obviously not the same. Caesar was facing a formidable enemy, but Ms. Chiyo was full of energy after feasting her eyes and quickly drew the cards to move on to the next round.