Pirate: I, destroy the engine

Alabasta, rainland, casino rain party.

In the gambling hall, the shouting and shouting of gambling fell silent, and no one dared to make a sound.

A dealer in charge of dealing cards grabbed the arm of a middle-aged gambler.

"What are you doing? What are you going to do? Why don't you let the money you win go?"

The gambler looked slightly panicked, wanting to provoke public anger:

"You say I'm cheating? Do you have any evidence? You just can't afford to lose."

Looking around at the other gamblers, the middle-aged gambler was showing off.

This is Shichibu Kaisha Crocodile's casino. If he hadn't been so poor recently, he wouldn't have returned to his old business.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered after just a few small wins.

"Everyone, look at it! The casino won't let you take away the money you win. This is too much!"

The middle-aged gambler shouted, hoping someone could help.

In a casino, it is a big taboo not to let the money you win go away.

Unfortunately, all the gamblers ignored him and just looked at him coldly.

Where is this place?

Who dares to cause trouble in Shichibu Haisha Crocodile's casino?

"Is that the evidence?"

The croupier sneered and tore off the middle-aged gambler's sleeve:

"Then what is this?"

As the sleeves shredded, a few playing cards fell.

Humph, with this little trick, you still want to hide it from him, and think that his ten-year career as a dealer is fake?

"This, this, this..."

The middle-aged gambler had nothing to say, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I, I don't want the money anymore, let me go."

The middle-aged gambler’s knees gave way and he knelt down, kowtowing like he was pounding garlic.

If you are caught cheating, the matter can be big or small, and begging for mercy is the best way.

"Tap, tap, tap."

The sound of footsteps came from the backstage of the casino, which was particularly clear in the silent casino.

Fike, who was wearing the Wind Blade on his waist, walked out from the backstage step by step.

Without squinting, everyone in the casino made way for him.

"Ha...is there someone cheating?"

Arriving in front of the dealer, Fick let out a long yawn.

"Tsk tsk, he's miserable, even Fick came out."

"Fick is never soft on people in casinos."

"He's stupid too! Don't you know Fike's name? How dare you come here to cheat."

The gamblers around started talking quietly.

Everyone looked at Fick with fear, and some people were already retreating.

Fike, the bastard who was rescued by Sand Crocodile a few months ago, is extremely ruthless.

Anyone who makes trouble in a casino may have his or her hand broken off, or may have his or her hand thrown to the crocodiles.

Moreover, how many people don’t know Fick’s name in the first half of the Grand Line?

Even if we don't mention the Sand Crocodile, Fick is sitting here and is playing a trickster. Isn't this lighting a lantern in the toilet?

"Yes, Master Fike, he is the one who cheated."

The croupier bowed to Fick before pointing at the middle-aged gambler.

Fick nodded and then looked down at the middle-aged gambler:

"Which hand?"

His face was calm and his tone was even a little gentle.

But after Fike uttered these three words, the middle-aged gambler's body trembled violently.

"Master Fike, I, I have no choice but to do it!"

The middle-aged gambler took a few steps on his knees, wanting to hug Fick's thigh and beg for mercy:

"I'm so poor that I can't afford to eat! I have an [-]-year-old mother to support, and I have children waiting to be fed."

"If I hadn't been desperate, I would never have cheated!"

"Master Fike, let me go! I don't dare to do it anymore. You can't live without me at home!"

The middle-aged gambler burst into tears. It was really sad to see it and shed tears when he heard it.

Fick took a step to the side to prevent his face, covered with snot and tears, from touching his lap.

"Which hand?"

There was no change in his demeanor and tone, he just repeated it again.

Isn't it a rule to cheat and leave one hand behind?

"me……"

The middle-aged gambler was so frightened by Fick that he stopped crying and looked at his hands, not knowing what to choose.

"No, no, I don't choose."

The middle-aged gambler's eyes were horrified, and he shuddered thinking about the scene of his severed hand.

Looking up at Fick, the middle-aged gambler jumped up and tried to escape.

"Then keep both hands!"

Fike bent down to pick up the crook's playing cards and threw two of them towards the middle-aged gambler.

The playing cards passed quickly, two arms were thrown away, and blood sprayed.

"throw it out."

Fike wanted to signal to the dealer, then turned and left.

He, Fike, is the CEO of Yuyan Casino.

The Baroque Working Group was secretly established by Lao Sha. He was rescued by Lao Sha and could not be arranged to join the Baroque Working Group.

It just so happened that Lao Sha was busy with the Utopia project recently and had no time to manage the casino, so I left it to him.

He doesn't have to deal with the operation of the casino, he mainly deals with troublemakers.

In a place like a casino, there is a mixed bag of good and bad, and Fick doesn't have time to deal with them one by one, so he can only use means to shock them.

If there is any trouble for no reason, the arm or leg will be cut off first.

So, five days after he entered the casino, almost no one dared to cause trouble.

"Fick, the BOSS is looking for you."

Entering the backstage lounge, Robin was already waiting.

After saying that, Robin took the lead and walked upstairs.

"Oh? Is Lao Sha back?"

Fick nodded and followed Robin's footsteps.

Since he joined Lao Sha's command, he has only seen Lao Sha once.

Lao Sha is too busy. He has to go to Rapeseed Port to pretend to be a hero, and he also has to go to the royal capital to arrange the Utopia plan.

"Fick, there's something you need to do."

Pushing open the door of the Sand Crocodile lounge, Sand Crocodile went straight to the point.

Keeping Fike at the casino as a security guard is a waste of manpower.

It's just that he doesn't trust Fick and will never let Fick participate in the Utopia plan.

Now is the time, there is something that Fick should do best.

"The captain of the second division of the Whitebeard Pirates, Fire Fist Ace, has entered Alabasta."

"Although according to the intelligence, he is chasing Blackbeard, he may also be causing trouble. Keep an eye on him."

With Fire Fist Ace's strength, Fike is probably the only one under his command who can keep an eye on him.

At this critical moment, any unexpected situation must be handled with caution.

Even if Ace was chasing Blackbeard, it might not be impossible for him to do something bad.

"what?"

Hearing Lao Sha's instructions, Fike opened his mouth in surprise:

"Are you looking too high on me? That's Ace who fought against Shichibukai Jinbe for five days and five nights, with no outcome in sight!"

How good would it be to be a casino CEO with peace of mind?Fick didn't want to cause trouble.

Ace's strength is pretty good, but if a fight breaks out, it won't be easy to handle.

Of course it's not that he's afraid of Ace, it's just that Ace is Garp's grandson after all, and he has to give him face.

"Ace is at Rapeseed Port, you should leave now!"

Sand Crocodile ignored Fick's refusal and waved Fick to leave.

Since he has made the arrangement, it doesn't matter whether Fick agrees or not.

"Fine!"

Fick had no choice but to agree and retreat.

There is no way, Lao Sha is the boss.

After looking at Fick who was leaving, Sand Crocodile looked at Robin:

"What do you think of him?"

After all, Fick is the strongest one under his command, so he can't always let Fick do some chores.

He needs to judge whether Fick is trustworthy so that he can better arrange Fick.

"A villain."

Robin only replied with four words, full of disgust.

After these days of getting along, she found that Fike was a disgusting bastard, which made her teeth itch with anger.

Sand Crocodile nodded, noncommittal.